ᴋɪʟʟꜱʜᴏᴛ.

Lestat's room was sparsely decorated and mostly cluttered with cosmetics and drug paraphernalia, for his convenience but also for the groupies who filtered in and out of the backstage area, under various levels of intoxication. They were waiting for him as it was, waiting to meet and greet and become a meal for him. But they would have to wait. He wanted to meet her, this young vampire, one of the few who had come to a show to meet him.

He'd expected to attract more, the way Louis' book had, but perhaps there were still only a few in the country. They had not arrived in droves as he had hoped, instead occasionally trickling in and never staying very long. He had no idea if Kelsey was from the area or if she had travelled for the show, but it had been a pleasant surprise to read her mind, to speak and have her answer back. She was dressed as if she was going to be putting on a show herself, decked out in glitter, not unlike his own.

His aesthetic was more Velvet Goldmine, but he appreciated her showing up looking her best. He was not in the room when she arrived but he did appear moments later, coming up behind her, his expression curious and attentive, his smile sweetly cloying. Clearly she was distracted, or new, that she didn't hear him approach. There was a lot going on backstage even if his room was set aside from the traffic and audible cacophony. He didn't touch her, as she turned on him, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Hello, there. Don't worry, we're all friends here.Take a seat," he gestured further in, toward the couch. "Did you enjoy the show?" Once she was settled, he shrugged off his blazer and began to undo the corset wrapped around his torso. "I must admit, I was quite surprised to...connect with you, in the crowd."

kelsey taylor did not have a lot of knowledge about what she is or what she can do. she has been trying to figure it out with little to no avail in the grand scheme of things it appeared. there was so much to learn and figure out and it only just dawned on her because of this concert and because of the man with the electrifying blue eyes and the enigmatic personality. she came out of curiosity and now it's even worse. he was the perfect conundrum and kelsey was hooked, lined, and sunk without a fight.

it was a huge night of firsts. but just a taste of how full of life that crowd was, the energy was unmatched and kelsey fears she's already addicted. she might just follow this man around just for the high of the crowds. and she didn't even perform. she had never in her life experienced anything like it and god, her addictive personality was starting to show just from a quick hit like this. what did not help was the way the other -- lestat seemed to shine. yes, she wanted to be him.

kelsey did as asked, moving to take a seat as trivial as it all seemed. this conversation felt too casual for a pair who had just met via one of the greatest experiences of her life. not to mention that he had been in her head. manicured fingertips brush over sequined clothes as if this would dampen the nerves running haywire, the most mundane thing kelsey has continuously experienced.