Viktor cocks his head. Perhaps your brother would be more useful might as well be a direct quote from dear old Dad. Maybe it is. He didn't feel Lestat poking around his brain, but maybe Viktor wouldn't know.
Lestat is reaching out, Viktor can feel that. If pressed, he'd guess something about particles. What scientist call the "natural world" is full of rules. Every lifeform vibrates on its own frequency. Viktor can hear it all. He's most interested in the sounds he's never heard before -- and here is a symphony of intrigue.
"Enjoying yourself, huh?"
If Lestat can sense Luther's panic, can Viktor hear what's inside Lestat?
Call it the Purge. Call it fury and the phantoms that still haunt the halls in his head. He knows they'll find Kallus, with or without Lestat's help. He can take a minute to grab this thread and pull.
He's surprised to find Lestat has a heartbeat, but something has to keep his blood pumping. The sound is more of a gentle stream to Viktor's raging river.
And he finds it. A sound that he can do something with. Somewhere in the gentle waters, a faint marigold. A corner of his mouth quirks up.
"You drank from my brother." Hargreeves insisted his children learn seven languages. It doesn't take super powers to know he and Lestat de Lioncourt have this one in common.
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Date: 2024-11-18 06:19 am (UTC)Lestat is reaching out, Viktor can feel that. If pressed, he'd guess something about particles. What scientist call the "natural world" is full of rules. Every lifeform vibrates on its own frequency. Viktor can hear it all. He's most interested in the sounds he's never heard before -- and here is a symphony of intrigue.
"Enjoying yourself, huh?"
If Lestat can sense Luther's panic, can Viktor hear what's inside Lestat?
Call it the Purge. Call it fury and the phantoms that still haunt the halls in his head. He knows they'll find Kallus, with or without Lestat's help. He can take a minute to grab this thread and pull.
He's surprised to find Lestat has a heartbeat, but something has to keep his blood pumping. The sound is more of a gentle stream to Viktor's raging river.
And he finds it. A sound that he can do something with. Somewhere in the gentle waters, a faint marigold. A corner of his mouth quirks up.
"You drank from my brother." Hargreeves insisted his children learn seven languages. It doesn't take super powers to know he and Lestat de Lioncourt have this one in common.