interviewee | OPEN RP POST

[I am the night is the last message he sends out into the network of mixed voices that scrape through his mind. However, the moment he does, he can hear claws scraping along the walls of the apartment. Louis stands up from his chair and tunes his ears to the sound of the minds closest to him.

As soon as he does, though, glass splinters around him as several vampires break through the window. Before he can turn away from them, one female vampire is on top of him, clawed fingers buried between his ribs.]

There's no way you're-- [Louis strikes back despite the pain, but it's not nearly enough. The others climb onto other parts of him, his arms, legs, and one grips his head. Louis bucks but the first female vampire digs her fingers deeper into him and he can feel her curling her talons around his ribcage, ready to rip it from his body.

To say blood surrounded him like an ocean would be an understatement. He's losing strength even as he struggles. The vampire at his head digs their claws into his muscles and arteries and Louis knows he has but moments left. There is no more struggle, no more need to fight because this is his end.

I deserve this is the last thought in his head before his vision begins to darken.]

{ They say the definition of madness is doing the same thing and expecting different results. Lestat, by definition, must be mad, because he can never stop this merry-go-round with Louis. Almost eighty years should have taught him better, but, alas, the heart wants but the heart wants.

They always find their way to one another.

And in this case, that's a good thing for Louis. Lestat had heard the voices, too, any vampire could have. The call to arms about his book revealing their truths. Lestat follows his own path to Louis, checking on those closing in on him, and it seems he arrives just in time.

One of the vampires on top of Louis is pulled off and thrown back out the window she came from. Another one gets set alight and screams, backing himself away as Lestat reaches his hand down to grab at Louis' and pull him up. }

Come on, Louis, you're not meant to die this way. I think we should find our way out of here, no?

[Louis expects to have his head ripped off and die instantly. Or perhaps to have his ribcage torn from him and suffer a long, painful death. Distantly, he hears steps and then the claws are gone. Blood follows where taloned fingers once were and someone is pulling him upright.

He hears the voice and he attempts to open his eyes. He even tries to speak, but blood spills from his mouth, splattering onto the stone floor.]

Le-stat. [Louis words are stilted as he tries to stand but fails.] There... more.

[Because Louis has no doubt there will be more coming to kill him.]

I know, mon cœur, but what do you expect when you invite them all so brazenly?

{ Even as they talk, a vampire lunges at them and Lestat's clawed finger nails tear into its neck before he presses his finger to Louis' lips. No point in speaking. }

Now let's see that's fighting spirit of yours, hmm? We both know you're stronger than you like to say you are.

[Louis sees the next vampire approach and then have its neck torn apart in one breath. The bloody finger pressed to his lips tells him not to say anything and Louis is grateful because blood is filling his mouth again and when he tries to stand up proper, he sags against the wall.

Another vampire approaches and Louis exerts the energy he has to set it on fire. It looks like this will be a full on siege of the apartment. They have to get out of here, but Louis doubts his own strength when he's bleeding so severely.

He climbs up the wall with bloodied hands and steadies himself before giving a curt nod.]

{ Lestat smiles, quick and brief because this isn't the sort of situation to smile in. They are in grave danger. Lestat's strong, of that there's no question, and Louis has Lestat's blood in him, but their odds aren't exactly that good.

It doesn't stop him from trying. Imagine having gone through everything he did to save Louis, just to have him die this way?

The moment Louis nods and Lestat smiles at him, Lestat is gone, a blur of speed and strength as the apartment's walls shake under the force of two vampires colliding into them. It does enough to distract some from Louis, but Lestat doesn't doubt that others will pick up on Louis' weak state and try to finish the job. }

[Louis doesn't need to watch to know that Lestat is taking down yet another vampire. He trusts in Lestat's strength, even as Louis feels weaker than ever. He feels like that first night, like he's dying all over again.

They have to get to the elevator and Louis pushes off the wall to trudge through the kitchen. Another vampire is after him and Louis ducks behind walls to turn their strength against them.

With the elevator in view, though, something hits him in the back like a freight train. There's no hesitation in the vicious slashing of clawed fingers, ripping through his shirt and then skin and then underneath. Louis can't get a good look at them to catch them on fire, he can't roll over to protect what remains of his back.

His only chance is to call out to his savior. More blood slithers between his teeth as the hands tearing at his back now clench his innards.

His call for help is little more than a pained whisper,] Lestat.

{ It's enough. Lestat hears it over the sound of everything else, like he'll always hear Louis over all things. He moves through the attacking vampires, taking his own hits on the way, but he's determined to make it to Louis. }

Louis -

{ He hauls the vampire off of Louis, making quick work of him. There's a slight struggle now in his own movements, likely thanks to having sustained himself off the vermin of New Orleans for the decades past in his own sense of self-penance. }

Tell me where to go.

{ Because Louis is almost past the point of no return, Lestat lifts him, hoisting him over his shoulder with ease. It will slow them both done, but right now it's the only option. }

[The hands inside him are pulled free and Louis is hefted up over Lestat's shoulder. His vision is blurred, his body weak, but he can hear Lestat's question.]

Elevator. [Louis is still barely a whisper.] Got... got a car.

[Not that the car will help them outrun vampires pursuing them, but it's better than nothing.]

And a... [He's on the verge of passing out, but he blinks himself awake.] safehouse. Lower Dubai.

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