Oh the horror on Armand's face...
And David, the pity, the sympathy...
And the shining gamine figure of my Dora, my slender yearning Dora with her huge black eyes...
I rolled her over gently... and pulled up her skirt...
Oh. My. God.
Ok, ok... of course this moment seemed dramatic to me when I first read it, which is why i highlighted it (u should see all my VC books lol.. they glow).
But when I went back to read it again I couldn't help but laugh myself sick imagining Armand's and David's reactions to Lestat's particular choice in cuisine once he'd made it back to Earth.
This is completely OOC, I know. But whatever. I couldn't resist at least drawing a crappy little picture. It was just too funny in my head.
Oh, and I draw Armand with freckles. Deal.