“Yes. A bunch of vampires.” He has begun setting up a place in New Orleans after, well, the events in Paris. He found himself without a coven. Again. He has lived a variety of places with Louis . . . but he has his secrets that he keeps from him. “They know to keep quiet. For now.”

The sarcasm is not lost on him. “I have had a little bit of time to save,” he says dryly back. Thankfully, Daniel shifts to another question. “I lead the coven there now.” Yes, there is a coven. Louis and Lestat simply are not involved with it. “And when I am elsewhere, I have a second.”

A /grin/? Daniel infuriates him. And intrigues him. “I have three at the moment,” he declares matter-of-factly. “Five at one time. But now . . . here, Dubai, and New Orleans.” Paris was a thing of the past these days.

Armand gives the man an incredulous look. Not due to the question about inventions but because of the preceding /sass/. He really does like to skate on thin ice. “I like planes,” he says simply. “I have homes all over.” As if that is a usual thing.

Armand might have to make Daniel “watch TV” again if he goes for “pal.” “It makes me feel like a specimen. You could just . . . keep asking questions instead.” But maybe that is part of studying.

He is silent a moment. Studying the human who sees utterly sincere about that. And he doesn’t even correct “boss” this time. It’s far better than “buddy.” Plus . . . le maître. He should be used to the label by now. “Do you wish to study me?” He thinks the mortal man might.

Armand fidgets. Not much makes the vampire feel vulnerable or small. Oddly, Daniel manages to make him feel that as well as powerful at the same time. It is confusing. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” It might be an insult, but Daniel seems excited by it.

I love . . .

He tilts his head. “Perhaps, Shakespeare talks like me.” To be fair, Armand is not sure even Shakespeare talked like Shakespeare. “I am old. That is all.”

Well, at least that is an easy one. “Four hundred and . . . sixty-five. Give or take. I did not really keep track of my birthday.”

He . . . is not sure where to begin. He is rather old.

What would he like to learn?

Yes. Precisely. . . . What does Daniel like?

Also quite endearing. Daniel can add to the list that Armand likes listening to his heart race for all the reasons.

He would look adorable.

He should get that put on a T-shirt.

Those are the big things, yes. He will let him know as things needs to be added.

He does. That fluttering heart of his.

And the two are seemingly not mutually exclusive. He appears to enjoy being mildly frightened.

Perhaps it could be the start of something. More pleasures. Guilty or otherwise.

Armand has rules. Pleasures are fewer. At least, they were. So he would treasure that little mess of a drawing.

Watching Daniel draw makes him happy. Is that silly?

A collaborative project.

Oh . . . he is very, very appreciated. Hence the intense, eh, observation.

He will . . .

⛧ "I ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ, I ᴅɪᴇᴅ. Lɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ. Nᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇs ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. I'ᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴋɪɴᴅs ᴏғ sᴀᴠᴀɢᴇʀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇɪɴɢs." #OC #RP #MDNI Penned by #Rawh

*growls*

His ears are burning.

IWTV verse RP OC MS Half sister of Armand . Mother died after her birth. Father unknow as her mother was attacked by strangers ( men) one night and Armand’s father kicked her out. Mom died of the fever going around daughter was sold into hard labor and worked and did favors until a reckless mean

“My times in a domestic role have been limited.” But Daniel knows that. He knows everything now.

He smiles in response to the kiss. “I’m not too bad at domestic things, I think.”

Definitely Daniel’s shirt. But he thought he could help with the washing.

Is keeping an eye on @shewasashowgirl.bsky.social

“I think that depends upon the one I am stalking.”

❝I can always reassemble to fit perfectly for you. Or anybody that decides that I'm of use.❞ ┃ #DWRP ━ Valerie Tyler; The Big Bad Wolf; The Doctor's Daughter. ━ Trigger Warning; Adult themes ahead! ━ Writer and muse are 21+, MDNI.

He should probably smile for photos . . .

Well, in their own little universe, perhaps it /is/ him.

The years blur for him. But he thinks there is one he would like to spend this next one with.

Likes to play the long game. And by long game, he means stalk for four years.

Already knows where Daniel is. Doesn’t need to find him.

No, he would not. Though he does bite a little harder when Daniel decides to be cheeky. Not that he ever would truly be angry at the man (not /now/ anyway), but he can pretend to be.

- My life's one never-ending carnival A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light -

So eager. Armand loves it. And it is a lovely neck that he has quite claimed as his by this point. “I would say so long as it is no inconvenience but . . . You are on punishment. There should be a little inconvenience. And when Armand sinks his fangs into the man, he decides Daniel is more ~

“Maybe . . . so long as /I/ get a drink, too.” And he does not drink that.

// Have not forgotten real replies here! Lestat owns half my brain. 😂

And Daniel is the object of this demon’s obsession. So there is that. “Going to have to put you back in the corner if you don’t behave.”

Everything is fine.

Such enticing prey he is . . . Daniel indulges him. Armand is more than willing to indulge in turn. “I have no doubt.”

*frolics through owed replies*

Lying to his face. Please continue.