‍‍ ‍ ‍‍‍ ‍ ͡┈ 𝓼ᴴ̲ᴱ̲ ‍‍ ‍ 𝑤𝑜𝑙̲𝑓.

Don't make me laugh. You took music that has existed in this world for more than half a century and you try to slap enough glitter and glitz onto it to be passable as "new". ( Armand leans back, amused. ) You've lost your touch, Lestat. You've finally grown old.

Yes, yes. The modern vampire is blaming the modern world for her own shortcomings, is that it? ( A derisive snort. Armand waves their hand, as though swatting a fly. ) Always back to the same excuses, Lestat. You are never wrong. It is always the world.

they won’t argue with you because you terrify them . ( a gentle kiss was pressed against her temple . )

you don’t know that . ( a simply tease . he wish he’d could keep her like this all day ， eyes shutting for a moment . ) maybe they’ll understand .

( backing slowly , careful in each movement as the splintered piece was set aside . ) well . . yeah , i guess . but they serve as decent replacements when there’s no other option .

if you insist. i would hate to step your self expression , monsieur.

I never wanted the theatre. Did you forget? You gave it all to your Nicki, so I could care for him whilst you went off gallivanting with your favoured fledgling. ( A smile between gritted teeth. ) It is funny how you would define success as floundering.

could it not have been salvaged .ᐣ

( they’ve known each for quite some time ， nicolas already reaching for her hand ， to intertwine their fingers . he needed her … ) okay ，okay . but ，if you’re late ， just blame me .

on it . ( rising from behind the drums , he’s quick to fetch a new one . free hand swiftly picks the broken while handing the replacement . ) we’ll have to buy more of these , too .

( she peers into the studio across from her's where the sound originated. ) is there a reason you've ruined such a lovely instrument , monsieur .ᐣ

your choice !!

i feel like he wants to get turned.

( alarmed , naturally. she's turning , eyes wide. )

( playfully rolling two toned eyes ， nicolas made his way back —— already crawling into her coffin . ) mh ， mon rayon de soleil …

. . . do you want the electric or acoustic one .ᐣ