24th Devotion: Quelling Rumors

[favoritetraitor]

[Video; Action for anyone at his home]

[Solomon frowns, staring at the monitor in disgust at

.]

I suppose this is someone's idea of a joke. Is that supposed to be me?

[He types a few commands into the keyboard, but the image plastered on the screen and transmitted over the network refuses to be erased.]

Honestly. How dumb do you think people are? This photograph has clearly been doctored to make it look like... well. Preposterous, to think of Hagi and myself being in such a situation.

[Calling over his shoulder, he speaks to someone who is off-screen.]

Hagi... have you seen this? There's a picture of you on the network, although what you were doing (or with whom), I don't even want to conjecture. Do you have anything you want to say about it?

[He sits back, crossing his arms deeply in thought.]

Either someone has it in for one of us (seeking to discredit us or cause us embarrassment), or this is something more wide scale. A curse perhaps. Although I don't see how something physical of this nature could be called a curse rather than some sick fabrication.



[ooc: Solomon once again finds himself the victim of a curse. This time it's 'TABLOID TRASH'. Feel free to show no mercy when it comes to this, as just last week he was suffering a 48 hour curse that could make this photo VERY plausible!]

Comments

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

Special in a good way apparently.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

... it's complicated.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

That's how it usually is.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

How true that is... and how have you been, Lestat? It's been awhile since we spoke. Although, I'm pleased that you missed running into me last weekend.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

I have been quite well. Gren and I are making plans to build a house over at the beach.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Oh is that so? How wonderful...! When is the big move?

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

After the house is built.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. So no definite date as of yet. Well, please do keep me informed.

Lestat... I... have a question for you, my friend.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

Ask away.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I believe that my organization has come to the attention of the 'deities'. Our work has been coming under attack by means of self sabotage. Now, for most of the members, this isn't a concern... but recently, I was afflicted and nearly undid my own work. This concerns me greatly.

I'm contemplating finding someone to interfere when I'm a danger to myself. But it would take someone of great abilities to stop me when I'm determined...

That's what made me think of you. I don't even know if you'd be interested in such odd jobs... but I thought I'd ask anyway to see what you thought.

I would pay well based on how much trouble I'd be...

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

I'd get paid to manipulate you?

voice; private

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[Solomon's voice drifts through the network. He sounds amused...]

Yes, I suppose that is an accurate assessment. If you're capable of it... we'd have to do a test of your abilities to see if you can affect me in such a way. Otherwise, it would have to be some sort of physical submission that would have to be imposed upon me until I regained my senses.

voice; private

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

And what if I don't want to be paid?

voice; private

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

... don't want to be paid? Why ever not?

What would you want then?

voice; private

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

I have more money than I know what to do with already. If I need more, I can easily get more.

As for what I want instead? I haven't the faintest idea.

voice; private

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Would this leave a debt over my head to be specified at a later date?

voice; private

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

That would be dreadfully dull.

voice; private

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

So... hm. Well, of course simply because I call you my friend and mean it, I would be at your disposal anyway if you should need me.

But, perhaps... I can offer you something else on occasion. I believe blood is always something that can be negotiated... unless you have to kill in order to feed.

voice; private

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

I usually do. The hunt is rather thrilling after all. And the kill makes me feel complete.

voice; private

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I'm unwilling to die for this...

But if you should change your mind, we can negotiate. My blood is of a much higher quality than that which you are no doubt used to.

voice; private

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

You're a friend, I wouldn't kill you. It would just be rude.

[He laughs softly.]

Now, why would your blood be different? Would this go along with the reason why I have trouble reading your mind?

voice; private

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

This is strictly in confidence, of course. I do have a reputation that aids me in my every day life that I like to uphold.

But yes. I suppose it could have something to do with your abilities not being as effective as you are used to...

That's why I'm curious as to whether you would even be able to control me if I resisted. It might be an interesting challenge for you both of us...

[ooc: He's waiting to hear that his confidences won't be betrayed. Even tho I think it's hard for him to disclose things. TOTAL and complete honesty??? *cringes*]

voice; private

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

I have no reason to tell anyone what you're telling me in private. Just in case you are worrying about that.

Alright then. When did you want to test how well my abilities work on you?

voice; private

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I should have some free time this evening if that's convenient for you...

I'm most intrigued to see what you can do, Lestat.

voice; private

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

Sadly, I am unavailable.

How about Saturday? I can be there before I head over to Lux to watch Gren.