The server from earlier does a quick scan to see if they'll be taking any coffee refills, and Armand, sensing the pull of her attention from somewhere behind him, times a shallow sip of his cup to dissuade her. See, they're still working on it. No need to flex godlike psychic power for no good reason when something simpler will do, and they're left alone.
"It's never been like this that I remember," he says. "The noise. Risking their own identities to establish themselves in the chorus. It reminds me of a coven and those within it clamouring for status, not simply a dozen disparate ones."
Of course, to tell of the Paris coven would have portrayed it as an orderly affair. Yes, mutiny, yes, upheaval, but those were two incidents in even more centuries. Armand would pride himself on the fact that it did run reasonably well under his control, but it was never as simple as Louis made it to be, or himself.
Lestat and Louis again, unrivaled arrogance in their own ways. See how it's done, Armand? It's so simple. Let me change it all for you. His fault for believing them.
"My sense is that your book has thrown certain visions into question. Proving the existence of the vampire before the vampire was ready for it. They'll want the skepticism to hold while they can get rid of you and Louis."
Of course, he was also interviewed. Spoke of some of the deeper histories than Louis had knowledge or care about, and it made its way in. He wouldn't be surprised if most of those performing offense were too young to even comprehend the implications of it, going after instead of sympathetic figure, the man who penned it.
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The server from earlier does a quick scan to see if they'll be taking any coffee refills, and Armand, sensing the pull of her attention from somewhere behind him, times a shallow sip of his cup to dissuade her. See, they're still working on it. No need to flex godlike psychic power for no good reason when something simpler will do, and they're left alone.
"It's never been like this that I remember," he says. "The noise. Risking their own identities to establish themselves in the chorus. It reminds me of a coven and those within it clamouring for status, not simply a dozen disparate ones."
Of course, to tell of the Paris coven would have portrayed it as an orderly affair. Yes, mutiny, yes, upheaval, but those were two incidents in even more centuries. Armand would pride himself on the fact that it did run reasonably well under his control, but it was never as simple as Louis made it to be, or himself.
Lestat and Louis again, unrivaled arrogance in their own ways. See how it's done, Armand? It's so simple. Let me change it all for you. His fault for believing them.
"My sense is that your book has thrown certain visions into question. Proving the existence of the vampire before the vampire was ready for it. They'll want the skepticism to hold while they can get rid of you and Louis."
Of course, he was also interviewed. Spoke of some of the deeper histories than Louis had knowledge or care about, and it made its way in. He wouldn't be surprised if most of those performing offense were too young to even comprehend the implications of it, going after instead of sympathetic figure, the man who penned it.
Things to think about in the void.