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[perfectionner]

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[diarists]

he's got some sort of devil deal that gives him powers. plus one of my teammates can talk to the dead, and they said their killer was small.

[perfectionner]

Does he? His defenders aren't being wholly honest, then, since they're apparently saying the exact opposite. No powers to speak of.

[diarists]

his defenders can say whatever they want, i've wasted enough time arguing with them.
they also thought the way me and my team grieved our dead was worth dragging through the mud in public.

[perfectionner]

Naming one of theirs would be the perfect revenge ploy. But I'm guessing you've already thought about how it might be perceived if it solely came from your camp.

[diarists]

yeah.
that's why i'm talking to you. we make it clear we're not to be messed with, your friend stays out of prison.
everyone wins.

[perfectionner]

I'll add my vote to the tally. But in return, you or someone else from your team owes me a vote in exchange if the time comes.

[ especially if louis ends up being named in a future round. ]

[diarists]

[without consulting her team whatsoever:] one of ours for every one of yours you can convince. deal?

[perfectionner]

Done.

[ louis, he thinks he can convince, at least, especially if it means putting a vote behind someone who isn't armand. ]

[diarists]

pleasure doing business with you.

shauna shipman, by the way.

[perfectionner]

Mademoiselle Shipman, since you made a point to seek me out, introductions may no longer be necessary, but in the interest of propriety: Lestat de Lioncourt. Your humble servant in this particular instance.

[diarists]

[okay, fancy]

nice to meet you too. i heard from your other friend, too.
i think we can get a lot done, as an alliance.

[perfectionner]

You're not against the idea of getting in bed with vampires, metaphorically speaking?

[diarists]

not unless you're against the idea of getting into bed with the girl's soccer team who may or may not have done shady shit in the wilderness.

metaphorically.

[perfectionner]

Most mortals your age are a little more skeptical about our existence.

[diarists]

i kinda speed-ran past skeptical when i woke up in the sexy horror castle.

[perfectionner]

Touché.