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Lestat's skepticism was predicted, hence why Cain exerts patience. Not a single facial muscle moves while he waits through the vampire's eyes flitting from his face to the finger and back in rapid succession. When finally those fingers wrap around his own to comply with his request, sudden tremors shake the floor below their feet ; anything made of glass jingles, wood rattles. The finger-pull was absolutely not necessary. Just served to plant confusion. And before Lestat can complain, Cain pulls him even closer to drawl past an impish grin: "That's what my nerves do whenever you test my patience." Quiver under the force of disciplined restraint preventing him to lash out. To be fair, the vampire's demeanor has improved, so the demon's show isn't over yet. But the quake stops. Cain keeps Lestat close, now interlacing their fingers in an absentminded fashion. "And that's the reward for your recent efforts to tone it down." That said, he plants a kiss to the vampire's lips— this time, no drop of alcohol flows through his system so yes, he's acting consciously.

stuck to his forehead while he was asleep.

Save some pictures you like in one place and gaze out over your kingdom! Revel in the mark you have made!

Send a space thing for questions

Meteor: What’s something you wish you could tell, but can’t? 

I wish I could talk about my deepest fears in life but every time I try there’s this lump in my throat and this sense of dread like something bad will happen. Like those fears will become reality. 

Nebula: If you could undo one thing in your life, what would it be? 

I should add Nate to my multi

Dustfinger was sitting propped up in a corner, just stealing a bit of sleep as best he could indoors. As far as he'd known, everything had been just fine and a little rest wouldn't hurt. The last thing he expected was Rory to stumble in, already half dead. Startled badly, he somehow scrambled up to his feet and caught Rory just in time as he fell into him.