medicalling: (Oh 2)
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[He was, as per usual, at work. So the text coming in surprised him. He didn't think Adam needed another treatment yet. It had taken months for it to get to the point where it had been affecting him before, and now that Lestat knew there was a cause and effect, he might be a bit more careful with his pet.

He read his texts while going to grab a tea, pausing in his stride at the words and trying to figure out if they were meant for him.]


I beg your pardon?
medicalling: (What? 1)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
I didn't send a video. Did I send a video?

[Panic now, because the only videos he had on his phone were specifically taken for a specific vampire- though apparently everyone was looking at those now. He went through his messages, frowning.

Then clarity struck.]


Apologies. It must have been the littles. They have their own phone for emergencies now. Apparently pestering you is an emergency. What did they send?
medicalling: (Amused 1)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
[He frowned at the message, then opened the video link. He, stupidly perhaps, had just taken a sip of his tea when the video started playing. Tea sprayed everywhere. Dear gods in all the nine realms, where the fuck had the little shits gotten this from?

He apologized to anyone passing by as he started sopping up the mess, then banged his head on the wall for a moment. Right. Response. Somehow, he knew the pixies were aware of this and were laughing at him.]


They seem to enjoy being little voyeurs and Lestat has spoiled them. Apologies again. I'll have to explain to them what emergencies are.

🧚💞

Date: 2026-02-13 04:53 pm (UTC)
medicalling: (Oh 2)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
[He was taking their phone way. Glueing their wings together. Putting them in a jar and shaking them.

No, he wouldn't do that, but he'd think it really hard in that moment.]


I wouldn't have an idea. You seem

[Those three dots blinked for a bit, then resumed.]

Eager to please.

Date: 2026-02-13 05:18 pm (UTC)
medicalling: (Side 2)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
Not in my vernacular.

[But he imagined it was something the pair of them said back and forth to each other. Gleefully.]

You're feeling better otherwise? Sleeping well?

Date: 2026-02-13 05:25 pm (UTC)
medicalling: (Look 2)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
[He frowned as he read that, thinking about what he'd done. Then he groaned and slid a hand over his face.]

More apologies are in order on my end. It would seem that my bond with Lestat has affected the tie he has to you. I didn't expect that.

[Not that he thought it might have changed what he did. But he should have thought of the metaphysical ties between the two. Still, the boy was human. It hadn't occurred to him.]

Do you see anything in this forest? Does it look of this earth?

[Best to know which side of the veil Adam was getting a glimpse of.]

Date: 2026-02-13 05:41 pm (UTC)
medicalling: (Leery Side 1)
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[Well, lovely. Now he was going to shit his pants. His father had direwolves as part of his retinue, wolves of the deep woods in Winter that defended him zealously. Adam seeing one of his father's pets made him question... well. Everything. If his father was reaching out to track his magic after he'd fled. If his own ties to Winter were becoming more than what they'd used to be, which seemed to be the case.

Fuck.]


I believe you're seeing the Winter Woods. I used to play in them as a child. If you have a choice, avoid the wolf.

[He had two fears now; that it was his father's wolf, or that he was calling one to himself that might show up at some point. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Time for private panicking.]

Date: 2026-02-14 02:21 am (UTC)
medicalling: (Pleased 1)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
No, not my memories. And be thankful you never touch those.

[That, Adam, is exactly why humans got lost in the woods all the time. Thinking the things with teeth just wanted to show you the way.]

Whatever it wants to show you is likely not good.

[Yes, Rowan judged the fae. Especially when it came to humans.]

Date: 2026-02-14 02:31 am (UTC)
medicalling: (Concern 2)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
Nothing is just anything when magic is involved. If it beckons, try to wake. I don't know the true meaning of it. Yet. My sage advice to you, lad.

Date: 2026-02-14 02:39 am (UTC)
medicalling: (Sitting contemplation)
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I imagine that could put a damper on things.

Since this line of conversation is open, about your diet. If you're not going to eat better than a wee lad of ten, then at least invest in vitamins.

Date: 2026-02-14 02:50 am (UTC)
medicalling: (Down 1)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
I have. I wasn't fond of it and would prefer not to incur a repeat.

Such is life when you eat like a toddler. Take a multivitamin. You're iron deficient and you're not in the sun enough, so you need vitamin D.

VITAMIN D, not vampire dick, which is where I'm assuming you'll go with that one.

Date: 2026-02-14 03:00 am (UTC)
medicalling: (What? 2)
From: [personal profile] medicalling
They do. You're thinking of babies. Babies have no teeth.

[Why was he arguing with a child? Oh, right. Because he was Lestat's child. Obviously.]

I am a last resort. Imagine if I died? Then what would you do?

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