#armancl ---   ❝ Life is a TRAGEDY, one way or another. What is CERTAIN is that you die. ❞   INDE & SELECTIVE The Vampire Armand from Anne Rice’s The Vampire Chronicles.  Predominantly based on the novel & AMC’s 2022 IWTV tv adaption.  PLEASE READ RULES BEFORE INTERACTION.  Literate, 18+. Written by Iz. 

 Forever stuck in a 17 year old body & having all the triggers that go with it;  ( He too was making mental notes on EVERYTHING that was being said during the times of the interview exchanges. That amusement he had while hiding away in the corner, consuming himself with the attention of DETAIL his tower had to offer. Perhaps he was trying to understand as to why Du Lac had the admiration for a human he has only ever met once those many years ago. Although, whos to say he too wasn’t keeping tabs on Molloy from the very beginning that they’ve met. A fact, in which that will NEVER be admitted in this life time.)  He tended to also the hormones & metabolism of a middle teenaged boy, --- nothing ever stopped him from feeding, getting what he wanted, the stubborn selfish intellect shining through in pieces.     ❝  Fish that were alive during the age of the enlightenment are still swimming strong. A Greenland shark has LIVED at least 272 years, making the species the longest-lived vertebrate in the world. I am even older than that. ❞   Following behind, Armand stood at the door way, his hands in front of him as he spoke, narrowing his eyes while he exhaustively WATCHED Daniel’s every move. 

       ❝ IF you are still hungry, there will be snacks prepared for you in the common room --- ( After the numerous amount of 7 course meals, surely Daniel wasn’t hungry anymore. Though, who is to say if human’s are able to be hungry just as often as THEY are. )  MOSTLY baked goods as our chef is highly fond of the way she can makes sweet lemon cookies now & have someone ENJOY them. If you happen to eat one, do let me know how it tastes ----   ❞  Those easy lemon cookies pack a powerful lemon punch, so he was told.  They look SOFT & dense rather than cakey, how he wished he was able to try a bite. Humans to live among them, most have a sustained life style here in the tower --- comfortably knowing that vampire’s are the head of such a household, the DECORE on the walls says enough on who’s home it really is. Armand glanced up with a large innocent eyes. There was no expression readable on his face but he had to confine in being heard, so eye contact SEEMED important here.    / @reconciliatio​

                             ❝  YOU know that I too have not slept in a coffin for hundreds of years. We do not NEED to allow ourselves to be uncomfortable during the days rest. All that is needed is darkness, ever once has anyone said a coffin would be the only way to shield out the sunlight. Isn’t that funny ? -----  ❞   YET no one was laughing, not a soul --- Armand stared for a moment before looking down to the ground, idly. His fingers curled into his sleeves as he adjusted them above his wrists.  ❝ I am SURPRISED that you sleep at all, quite jealous, in fact. I haven’t really been sleeping in days, sometimes weeks. Though that’s on me, I become too paranoid when the sun sets. Even though at night is when I am supposed to be the most awake. Tell me, what is the secret of staying asleep during the day ? ❞

                                   ❝  WHY are you here ?  Say that I throw you into an enclosed trunk & throw you into the sewers.  ( A threat. ) ---- neither you nor I would likely go anywhere --- to NOTHING, to the deepest nigh of UTTER darkness & disorder. Or do we simply eat from the tree of Zaqqum. Watch we be damned to eat SUCH fruit that will begin to TEAR our bodies apart, only to release our bodily fluids as a punishment.   . . . . . . you should know how truthful I am. ❞    There was a stain of sarcasm on his lips as he spoke, head tilted to the side while he glanced toward the blonde, own eyes closing slowly to reopen. What was unheard of was someone ALREADY going there to only come back alive to speak of stories that had happened during that time, JUST as Lestat had done. Had he of known that he wouldn’t of said anything at all & simply thought of his stories as dreams. Dreams in which interpret places like heaven & hell to WHATEVER the individual mind comes up with. Only to wonder instantly what Lestat thought, stopping himself from reading such a diverting mind. 

#armancl —   ❝ Life is a TRAGEDY, one way or another. What is CERTAIN is that you die. ❞   INDIE & SELECTIVE The Vampire Armand from Anne Rice’s The Vampire Chronicles.  Predominantly based on the novel & AMC’s 2022 IWTV tv adaption.  PLEASE READ RULES BEFORE INTERACTION.  Literate, 18+. Written by Iz. 

                         YELLING ?  Is that what he calls it. No, he was simply being truthful & his voice was rising over the typical soft tone he talked in. How ELSE was he going to get it through the others thick stupid skull of the facts behind Ramadan.  The whole goal behind it was obvious --- but apparently, such a man hadn’t a clue. It didn’t matter the TIME, for as long as it was dark, Armand was usually awake.    ❝ Ramadan ends in a festival called Eid-al-Fitr, I THOUGHT maybe you would of known that, Mr. Journalist.  That is ALSO known as the Festival of Breaking the Fast. Muslims celebrate & give thanks for the strength Allah imparted in them during fasting.  . . . . & yes, that’s from everything. food, drink, smoking . . . sexual activity. EVERYTHING. Not just your little festival of giving thanks to some colonial white men.  ❞   

  Those hands were no where near ANYTHING but the books on the shelves. Fingers halted on a single page as he tilted his head to the side in question. Oh --- was it that he SHOVED the other out of the way in turn to get to the place he was standing now ?  He sensed that the other was aggravated almost IMMEDIATELY & found that he had backed up slowly, almost unaware he had done that in the first place.  ❝  . . . . my apologies, I hadn’t known what I was doing. Is this the what you were looking for ? ❞ He held out the book for a moment, waiting patiently for the stranger to recommence with whatever thought he had. To meet another vampire in the MIDDLE of an open public library during dusk wasn’t on either to do list, but it was possible. Armand DIDN’T care much for confrontations with strangers’ --- but if he wanted to prevent conflict then maybe he SHOULD learn manners. 

      ❝ FORGIVE? ---  I have, you see --- as I can not move forward unless I forgive my sins. Though, such a thing has taken so long for me to do. I’ve made so many mistakes in my life that are NOT worth bringing up .  .  . but thank you for reminding me again.  ❞  The last bit of what was said was done so through vain, almost SARCASTICALLY.  Who was this person to say such a thing toward the likes of Armand, as he was simply trying to not perceive the fact that he had a past at all.  Forgiveness is an approval, was it not ? --- perhaps it wasn’t right for him to forgive every mistake & WRONG doing he has done in his long life --- but how else were he to live with himself if he didn’t ? 

    HONESTLY he could almost laugh at such a question --- that was probably one of his favorite things human’s have come up with in terms of vampire lore. THAT & the fact that they supposedly didn’t have reflections. If that were the case, he would  have gone mad centuries ago . . .   ❝ No --- but wouldn’t that be cute ? ❞

❝  I believe EVERYTHING happens for a reason --- so who’s to say if what other’s see as mistakes were actually mistakes. I have nothing to forgive because I don’t think I ever did anything wrong.  ( -- You have, sir. . . but let’s pretend he didn’t, just for a moment. )  ❞   With a tile to his head, Armand sought the other to be questioning his morals of life. NOT many people did such a thing & it did most certainly grab his attention. Turning the page of the book that settled between finger tips, turning the page while eyes skimmed through the paragraph. Havin yet to GLANCE up toward the other who had opinions. The silence finally made dark hues shoot up from over the hard back.    ❝ . . . for the sake of conversation, say I have made mistakes, I wouldn’t forgive myself then.  ❞