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Log; Complete
When; Backdated to November 7th
Rating; R
Characters; Lestat![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vampbratprince and Gren notapreacher
Summary; It's finally the 7th and Lestat is done with patience.
Log; The sun is giving it's final lingering rays of light upon the City when he awakens. He's always been an early riser. Doing so gives him a chance to barely see the sun without being harmed. However, there's something different this night. He's overly impatient. Gren has managed to keep his gift a secret for a week. How he managed that...
Sniffing the air (he'd chosen to sleep in his bed that day), he automatically catches a grand mixture of scents filling the air. All beautiful and luscious. He opens his eyes and sits up to find the room filled with scented candles. Each different from the next. And such a mixture that he cannot begin to tell them apart. It's an enchanting image to behold and he'd dwell on it if it weren't for the note he sees on the pillow next to him.
Follow the candles...
He can't help but chuckle as he slides out onto the floor and starts doing exactly that. If his counting is correct this should lead up to 232. Another chuckle slips out as he counts the candles leading him out...and over to 53. And to the couch...
To himself, he whispers, "Ah, angel. What do you have planned?"
Rating; R
Characters; Lestat
vampbratprince and Gren notapreacherSummary; It's finally the 7th and Lestat is done with patience.
Log; The sun is giving it's final lingering rays of light upon the City when he awakens. He's always been an early riser. Doing so gives him a chance to barely see the sun without being harmed. However, there's something different this night. He's overly impatient. Gren has managed to keep his gift a secret for a week. How he managed that...
Sniffing the air (he'd chosen to sleep in his bed that day), he automatically catches a grand mixture of scents filling the air. All beautiful and luscious. He opens his eyes and sits up to find the room filled with scented candles. Each different from the next. And such a mixture that he cannot begin to tell them apart. It's an enchanting image to behold and he'd dwell on it if it weren't for the note he sees on the pillow next to him.
Follow the candles...
He can't help but chuckle as he slides out onto the floor and starts doing exactly that. If his counting is correct this should lead up to 232. Another chuckle slips out as he counts the candles leading him out...and over to 53. And to the couch...
To himself, he whispers, "Ah, angel. What do you have planned?"