[Rowan's gifts to Lestat had taken a bit to make come together. He'd gotten images of Louis, Adam, and himself, and brought them to a gnomish tinkerer at the Night Market. A few discussions about what he'd wanted, and frequent checks to be sure things were going to plan, and Rowan had three tiny little movable figurines that looked exactly like the three of them. Mechanical little magical dolls, each one bearing the same look of Lestat's lovers. About the size of a pixie. They reacted to Lestat's voice only, coming with a little instruction manual that let the vampire know that he could pose them, or have them move independently; dancing witch each other, or alone, or just standing on their heads, if he wanted.
They'd be wrapped in black silken wrapping paper, and delivered by two pixies. One a little pink haired male with a shimmering hue of purple along the edges of his wings, short choppy hair, and deep blue eyes. The other was a blue hued female, baby blue and with the hint of green painted on tiny nails. Her hair was long and curling, eyes black. And the pair of them were waiting for Lestat when he came back to the trailer. The male flitted over to give him a card and a kiss.]
A consort deserves their own retinue, and these two are partial to wanting to be the ones to head yours. Someone needs to keep that ridiculous trailer clean, and there's not nearly enough mess in my life here when there's just myself to care for. Say hello to Periwinkle and Zinnia. They already adore you, though not nearly as much as I do. Stay safe, and come back to me when you need a moment of calm in the storm of your life.
[ the gifts are met with glee - first a fuss over the charming little ones and how pretty they were, then the vampire fawns over the dolls representing his darlings. immediately he props them up on his bedside, sets the little adam and rowan to dancing whilst the little louis reads, lounging on stray rings adorning the desk.
then the vampire finally reads the accompanying card and squeaks a noise of delight, clasping his hands together in glee. the two pixies are fawned over anew, adored with a flurry of very careful kisses from the vampire. the pair of them would be very well treated indeed, likely to make a little nest for themselves in a little corner of the mostly unused kitchenette.]
Rowan! You spoil me with such rarities, you brilliant man.
I owe you many kisses, several times over. Thank you, my love. I will take good care of all of these charming little ones, fae and doll alike. ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
[He looked at the doll he'd kept, watching it strut up to him from where he'd had it set up, how the little Lestat-wannabe pixie was petting its hair, and he grinned.]
If you behave between now and the next time I see you, there's a fourth doll that completes the set. And because they're for you, they're all anatomically correct.
[He also had extra accoutrements for them; books and paintings for Louis, a little doctor kit and plants for his own, and cameras and ridiculous clothes for the Adam. Lestat came with instruments, including a violin, which Rowan pointed at for the mechanical version to go pick up and play for him. A song Lestat had played before was quietly started, and Rowan wasn't so sure he'd be able to part with this one. The pixies started to dance around on the table he'd set up as a display area.]
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Happy Valentine's Day ♥
They'd be wrapped in black silken wrapping paper, and delivered by two pixies. One a little pink haired male with a shimmering hue of purple along the edges of his wings, short choppy hair, and deep blue eyes. The other was a blue hued female, baby blue and with the hint of green painted on tiny nails. Her hair was long and curling, eyes black. And the pair of them were waiting for Lestat when he came back to the trailer. The male flitted over to give him a card and a kiss.]
A consort deserves their own retinue, and these two are partial to wanting to be the ones to head yours. Someone needs to keep that ridiculous trailer clean, and there's not nearly enough mess in my life here when there's just myself to care for. Say hello to Periwinkle and Zinnia. They already adore you, though not nearly as much as I do. Stay safe, and come back to me when you need a moment of calm in the storm of your life.
Love and always yours,
Rowan
🥺 ❤️
then the vampire finally reads the accompanying card and squeaks a noise of delight, clasping his hands together in glee. the two pixies are fawned over anew, adored with a flurry of very careful kisses from the vampire. the pair of them would be very well treated indeed, likely to make a little nest for themselves in a little corner of the mostly unused kitchenette.]
Rowan! You spoil me with such rarities, you brilliant man.
I owe you many kisses, several times over. Thank you, my love. I will take good care of all of these charming little ones, fae and doll alike. ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
♥
If you behave between now and the next time I see you, there's a fourth doll that completes the set. And because they're for you, they're all anatomically correct.
[He also had extra accoutrements for them; books and paintings for Louis, a little doctor kit and plants for his own, and cameras and ridiculous clothes for the Adam. Lestat came with instruments, including a violin, which Rowan pointed at for the mechanical version to go pick up and play for him. A song Lestat had played before was quietly started, and Rowan wasn't so sure he'd be able to part with this one. The pixies started to dance around on the table he'd set up as a display area.]