08-30-2014, 04:57 AM
Marcel de Frontenac arched a brow at Comte Arnoult's strangely sentimental statement. Was that the true reason he had left the chateau mostly unchanged? He lifted his glass and swished its contents about absentmindedly. "Huh," he mused. "Perhaps you are right. It is possible I keep things the way they are for old time's sake. You might not have noticed, but I am a rather up in years. While my bedroom habits are...progressive, other preferences of mine are quite antiquated." He grinned, once again displaying his fangs.
The Comte downed the remainder of his glass in one go. He gazed into the empty vessel wistfully, eventually replacing it on the table. At the conclusion of his meeting with Dorian Arnoult, he would seek a...Refill.
"You are correct," Marcel continued after a moment. "Those of us in the Winter Court do not want for enjoyment. And, as you have so concisely stated--we might consider our actions towards 'religious' women as a form of charity. However, as entertaining as it might be to sully them, weak-willed mortals become tiresome after a while."
He chuckled softly. "You are not incorrect about my disposition, Comte Arnoult. I am not swayed to affection, or rather, feelings of any kind. I grant you the license to worry, should I ever fall prey to a member of the female persuasion."
Marcel watched the demon pick at his meal, not altogether paying attention to what was going into his mouth. He would have asked Dorian if the fare was to his liking, had he not known better. After all, the Comte Arnoult had not accepted Marcel's invitation at the promise of sustenance. He had attended this evening because he was interested in what the vampire had to say. Dorian was not naive by any means. His specialty was manipulation and deceit. As such, he well understood the intent behind Marcel's summons.
"Be wary of the witch," the vampire warned. "According to the rumors, she is particularly...Well-behaved." He shuddered at the very notion of someone that inherently good. "Moreover, she comes from a line almost as long as my own--white witches, every last one of them. She is well-versed in picking out evil from a crowd. You will need to approach her with caution...Wait until she lets her guard down before attempting anything too...Unseemly." He snorted again. "I will try an orthodox method myself. I know nothing about Lady Beaulieu's interests, thus I will have to converse with her in-depth. Not my favourite sort of dalliance, but I cannot afford to be picky in this case."
Marcel mulled over Dorian's final question. He nodded after some moments of contemplation. "Yes, I believe we should utilise all the time we have available to us. However, we must take care not to approach the girls while they are together. Our first course of action should be to separate them, and then monopolise their attentions."
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