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[breakhisvow]

[Private | Not hackable]

So as it turns out, Armand's from the past. Not that anything was ever simple.

He knows nothing of our separation or of Lestat's assembly with the Devil. Of Sybelle and Benji or his own martyr act thanks to a goddamn piece of clo-

...But he wouldn't be surprised by the first. Wasn't Armand the one who played the prophet? That we'd seperate, even grow to hate one another?

I don't hate him. No. No. I could never-

Do I lie to him and pretend we're form the same time? Or would it be better to disillusion him? Put truth into his prediction. Though the second choice would take more than a little convincing. What reason do you have to hide from me, Daniel?. What would I say? Got distracted by the shiny carousel. I'll keep my new senses in check next time, Boss.

Thanks for your help, Marius. Want your gold star for being a snitch?

What would you prefer to do, Danny? Want to pretend you're from the same time? Be his companion again- to laugh and be tactless as ever while you pretend to observe the world through newborn senses?

Or do I dodge the bullet and continue to avoid him? But you know you can't run from him forever-

Take it as it comes, maybe?
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Tell me, if you suddenly returned home and remembered everything about this City, would you write a book about it? Even if everyone would call it fiction, and only you would see the words as reality. Because you lived it, saw it, heard it-

Or would you think you'd gone crazy? Instead, going off to chase shadow, or find some scrap of evidence to validate your sanity? That you'd been here, that this was all real and not some pretty picture in your head. Think about it.

I'm Daniel Molloy, by the way.

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[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

As Marius reminds you, of course.

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

Not from you as well. I cannot take this. He reminds me that a young blood drinker should never be alone. How can he speak of it. You throw it in my face that it is he who does the reminding when I searched for you and my master knew where to find you, but I did not.

And I am to believe it is just a misunderstanding. Do you two conspire?

this is how danny shifts aside his PA :D

[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

Alright, you've caught me, Boss. We're secretly conspiring against you under the veil of private comments and secret hand gestures.

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

Daniel, enough. Between you and he I shall be driven mad. You two can share what I cannot share with either of you.

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[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

It was only a joke. We share nothing, we barely know each other for that matter.

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[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

It won't hurt to ask.

How are you?

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

I barely know him, either. I will be kind, as he wants.

I have a new home to furnish and a room for your things.

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[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

And yet he is your Master. Sounds familiar, doesn't it?

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[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

Ah, thank you.

Can I continue to play this game?

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

You know that we were separated.

I have broken my vow to bring you over, but I replaced it with another not to leave you as I was left. Not until you are ready.

[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

But what of your time together? It was only your book that told me anything

Hopefully that time won't arrive too soon.

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

And will you hate me when you go?

No. Let it not come too soon. Come home with me tonight, Daniel.

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[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

It has been too long, Armand. Yet, on the other hand- it's only short measure of time for immortal, isn't it?

I'll come to him for now. Soon, though, I will have tell the truth.

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[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

Where are you, Boss?

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

I am waiting at the subway entrance. I will show you to the home that I am told we shared before.

[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

I'll be there.

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

Good. You can help me uncrate the furniture. If you do not like yours, I will take it back.

[ooc: I am your slave and currently greedy for interactions, so I'll leave it up to you.]

[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

[How easy it was for him to give in. But what other choice did Daniel have? With leading him on as he had, there was little room to sidestep the invitation. Not unless he spoke the truth.

And so he was there, waiting for Armand- how long had it been since he'd last saw him? Not very long at all in persepctive, but long enough that everything had changed. But he'd play the part of a senseless, wide-eyed fledging-- as he had been. The one Armand expected.]

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

[Seeing Daniel brought a familiar ache of regret and relief. The regret was understandable enough for one who knew Armand, but the relief? At least Daniel lived, and even if losing him was just as inevitable now as before, at least he would not be lost to death. At least there could be the hope that they would want to come together again in the future.

His beautiful violet-eyed Daniel. It was enough to break the placid mask for a smile for his fledgling.]

Do you need to feed before we go or anything else you need before we go down?

[breakhisvow.livejournal.com]

[Daniel stared, perhaps too long. This was the same face that had chased him throughout the world, the face to which Daniel had pledged his sanity. Not darkened by the sun. No, of course not, Daniel- this was the past, remember.]

"I think I'm all right, Boss," he cracked a grin, half-drunken it seemed. A common expression. "Two day since arriving and you've found something already. I shouldn't be surprise, knowing you."

[amadeodivenezia.livejournal.com]

As always, Armand wondered what went on behind those violet eyes. Was this how Marius had felt? The silence where once there had been an open mind? He wanted to know what Daniel saw when he stared. Was it just the fascination with life that had the young vampire laughing at the path of the moon over the water? Or was there something else? Was this what he had expected, what he had wanted, what he had begged for?

Had Armand made the right choice for them both?

He reminded himself that second-guessing a fait accompli was futile at best and painful more often than not.

"You'll be surprised when I tell you more about how I found it." He started down the stairs into the subway, taking the path that Romeo had shown him the night before, then glanced over his shoulder to be sure that Daniel was following him.