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[hatt1tude]

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"It's because I know you can't resist that I'm warning you here!" They're really much of the same, those two, kindred in their curiosity and attachment to the dimmer side of humanity. But the primary contrats betwixt them, the one which worries Daniel, is the fact that he seems much more fearful than she'll ever be. Sara's brave, but he'd venture to presume bravery a gateway to recklessness if one isn't too careful.

"He's nuts. And even if you're right and he's not nuts, he's pretending to be nuts for a reason. You really wanna poke around a guy like that? On your own??"

[hatt1tude]

A sharpness tugs at his vocal strings, stunts him from speaking too much. "... Louis..." he coughs the name out, shakily "didn't - ..." and that's where it stops. He can't say more. He would, his tongue is much to loose to protect him even in his fear, but the almost ethereal figure before him terrifies in a manner much too stunting - much too physical, personal, impressive. He wants to say it all, in spite of how jumbled and oxymoronic it may be. ( He didn't torture me. Louis wasn't violent until that last part. Louis was funny, nice, easy to flatter. Louis likes me, you... You're horrifying. I'm afraid that if I ask - if I care to ask, take an interest, then misstep, you're going to consume me whole and leave me a shell of myself. I can't guarantee that you already haven't. My legs hurt. My legs burn. I want to be saved, yet you compel me to remain. I want to be buried, yet I want to live. Tell me everything. Tell me nothing. Please. I can't think straight. I wish I could stop thinking altogether- I wish I could think more. Your story must be insane. How have you become this way? What's buried beyond those gripping golden hues? Please let me sit on a chair. )

"... I'm lyi-"gasp"- lying ... is that- " ( does that satisfy you? Will you let me breathe? ) "I'm fascinated."- the word which now bears so heinous a ring to him- "I want to - know. I'm just tired." Very tired. Much too tired. How long has it been since he's rested?

@hatt1tude // Whatever there is between you two I don’t want to know about it. (( young daniel @ armand! lying, probably ))

"Is that the case?" His tone is calm, his expression detached, but there is something violent in his eyes.

"Yet you listened to ten hours about Lestat with rapt attention. And Louis equally rapt with you. Is there some flaw in me, or do you require drugs to develop interest in a topic?"