[ Lestat finds more than a little familiarity in the way Dorian handles the small contraption; he himself had been much the same way when he stumbled upon it in the superstore, and must have seemed like an absolute madman with the endless questions he asked the attendant, before he purchased three players and a copy of every cassette they had in the store, and carried it all home under his arms.
He remembers the same kind of thrill too, the exhilarating rush of feeling, his body caught between fight or flight and settling for undeniable pleasure. The pace of the songs, too, seemed to blend Lestat's own heartbeat into them, until they became one, until he was swaying and jerking with every twang of the guitar and every smash from the drums.
He rests his chin on his palm, his elbow on the arm of his chair, and watches Dorian go in for his second round. When he's finished, Lestat smiles expectantly while looking entirely satisfied. Oh, how Lestat wishes he had more cassettes with him here. ]
A trance is right. It takes you away from everything, doesn't it? Like it speaks directly to your soul.
[ He's never seen so much emotion in Dorian's face and God, he's so desperate to dip into his mind and see if there is colour on that dreary landscape now. ]
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He remembers the same kind of thrill too, the exhilarating rush of feeling, his body caught between fight or flight and settling for undeniable pleasure. The pace of the songs, too, seemed to blend Lestat's own heartbeat into them, until they became one, until he was swaying and jerking with every twang of the guitar and every smash from the drums.
He rests his chin on his palm, his elbow on the arm of his chair, and watches Dorian go in for his second round. When he's finished, Lestat smiles expectantly while looking entirely satisfied. Oh, how Lestat wishes he had more cassettes with him here. ]
A trance is right. It takes you away from everything, doesn't it? Like it speaks directly to your soul.
[ He's never seen so much emotion in Dorian's face and God, he's so desperate to dip into his mind and see if there is colour on that dreary landscape now. ]