Armand. That is a very pleasant name, a very musical name, it makes me think of the harpsichord.
Perhaps I am unable to understand. If you are closed to people here, then you will miss the experiences of kindness. There is a warmth here I never see or feel in my life at home, and it is my wish that everyone can have that sort of feeling. Even if I don't know them, or I dislike them.
People are pulled together here. Such a small world, naturally we are.
I have learned that just because you are one way, does not mean you must continue if that is not your wish. We can make choices. Many are out of reach, like coming and going here, but what we are doing with our days here, that is our decision to make.
Do you play? Most people today do not think of the harpsichord, despite its delicate, crystal tones. The piano has its beauty, true, but the harpsichord has its own proper place in a musical pantheon.
Some things are beyond my grasp, Machi Tobaye, because of a choice I made long ago.
I play. In my world, I was somewhat famous pianist. Here, I teach piano lesson.
I start on piano and pipe organ, each have her own unique personality. The harpsichord, she ask to be play a little differently. They have a little bit more of a playful heart, but they are also picky. I have met some good ones. Ones very old, with a good sense of history. I do not have the privilege to own one, but each time, is an experience I cannot forget easily.
I play and make post on the Network, but not for an audience. Lately, I have been thinking of giving a small concert when Christmas is around, with my students. Perhaps by then, I will feel I can play to the live audience.
It is good you are not like him. I cannot stand his face.
What I meant to say is, you say you cannot change, because you are a vampire like him?
If you truly like, I think, maybe I could. Is time for me to try again...
Lestat is seeing someone who is precious to me, beyond what words can say. He is seeing the one who is my family, a family I have never had until I come here. But he is dangerous times three. He is handsome, he is a vampire, and he likes himself very much. Is not my business, of course, let the adults handle it, but I don't have to like him.
He doesn't need me liking him, he has three lovers take up plenty of space like a cad. I don't like his face. I don't like him to talk to me and pretend he like me. I want him to go away, but if he go, my dear friend would be sad. So I can't stand his face, not one bit.
I am not surprise to hear you say this. My meaning sometime is a little confused. You do not strike me as being like him.
I would be so silent you would not know I was there.
You see Lestat very clearly. There is a reason my M-- There is a reason that Marius calls him the Brat Prince. He is easy to love in his way, shining as brightly as he does, but loving humans ends poorly for a blood drinker.
I understood you. I just... I know that people know who I am, "Lestat's Armand," but I am not accustomed to speaking of it.
I spend a lot of time watching people who think I cannot see them. Though I have not lived many years, I have seen a lot. Many people have this personality in music business, he just happen to also be a vampire. It is not endearing.
He tells me he can hurt my Gren very much, but chooses not to. Oh, thank you, now I am so very assured.
I don't know you as that. It is hard to exist in the shadow of another, even if you care for them, so I am sorry it is him.
Lestat has his charms, but no one can be loved by all, though I think he would have it so if he could.
I do not exist in Lestat's shadow. I do not care if people think of him before me. I simply do not want people to think of me the way he wrote of me. It was long ago and I have learned to change with the times.
I am sorry. What you said... I am afraid I do not know your situation. I thought it might have been something like mine once was, but is not. He does not write of you here, so I have not read. That is not the notion I have of you.
He does not need to write of me, he has already written books. Where we are from, humans see them as fiction. I can be a fiction. Here, though, people know those books are biographies.
I don't know if I would want someone to read them to know of me. The first one he wrote, no, but the second is closer to what I remember.
Hello. You do not seem so disturbed by arriving here, that is very much good, I am thinking.
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Perhaps I am unable to understand. If you are closed to people here, then you will miss the experiences of kindness. There is a warmth here I never see or feel in my life at home, and it is my wish that everyone can have that sort of feeling. Even if I don't know them, or I dislike them.
People are pulled together here. Such a small world, naturally we are.
I have learned that just because you are one way, does not mean you must continue if that is not your wish. We can make choices. Many are out of reach, like coming and going here, but what we are doing with our days here, that is our decision to make.
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Some things are beyond my grasp, Machi Tobaye, because of a choice I made long ago.
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I start on piano and pipe organ, each have her own unique personality. The harpsichord, she ask to be play a little differently. They have a little bit more of a playful heart, but they are also picky. I have met some good ones. Ones very old, with a good sense of history. I do not have the privilege to own one, but each time, is an experience I cannot forget easily.
It is because you are like Mr. de Lioncourt, yes?
You can call me Machi, if you like...
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Am I like Lestat? In most ways I am nothing like him.
As you prefer, Machi. Thank you.
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It is good you are not like him. I cannot stand his face.
What I meant to say is, you say you cannot change, because you are a vampire like him?
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What did Lestat do to make you feel that way about him?
There are no vampires like Lestat.
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Lestat is seeing someone who is precious to me, beyond what words can say. He is seeing the one who is my family, a family I have never had until I come here. But he is dangerous times three. He is handsome, he is a vampire, and he likes himself very much. Is not my business, of course, let the adults handle it, but I don't have to like him.
He doesn't need me liking him, he has three lovers take up plenty of space like a cad. I don't like his face. I don't like him to talk to me and pretend he like me. I want him to go away, but if he go, my dear friend would be sad. So I can't stand his face, not one bit.
I am not surprise to hear you say this. My meaning sometime is a little confused. You do not strike me as being like him.
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You see Lestat very clearly. There is a reason my M-- There is a reason that Marius calls him the Brat Prince. He is easy to love in his way, shining as brightly as he does, but loving humans ends poorly for a blood drinker.
I understood you. I just... I know that people know who I am, "Lestat's Armand," but I am not accustomed to speaking of it.
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He tells me he can hurt my Gren very much, but chooses not to. Oh, thank you, now I am so very assured.
I don't know you as that. It is hard to exist in the shadow of another, even if you care for them, so I am sorry it is him.
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I do not exist in Lestat's shadow. I do not care if people think of him before me. I simply do not want people to think of me the way he wrote of me. It was long ago and I have learned to change with the times.
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I don't know if I would want someone to read them to know of me. The first one he wrote, no, but the second is closer to what I remember.
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I have not read. I would not want to read a book by him, it would irritate.
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I think you're right, Machi. His books have so much of him in them. Of course they do. No one loves Lestat more than Lestat.
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I knew I am right about him. No one like that should be a partner to my most precious friend.
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