With a slow clap, Lestat picked his way through the carnage, stepping uncaringly over Viktor's would be assailant.
"Impressive," he observed. There was blood on his face, blood on his hands, but he was untroubled. It wasn't the first mess he'd ever made, and it wouldn't be the last. "You really do have quite the talent."
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Date: 2024-11-09 03:09 am (UTC)"Impressive," he observed. There was blood on his face, blood on his hands, but he was untroubled. It wasn't the first mess he'd ever made, and it wouldn't be the last. "You really do have quite the talent."