~ I would like to paint with you again." So long as he can maintain his work with the coven, he would like that very much indeed.

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~ vanish, however, when Marius kisses his hand. He melts. Gives in. The strong coven leader is rendered weak in the man's presence and always would be. The younger vampire takes a needless breath, but it steadies him somewhat. Focuses him. "I would like that. You were an excellent teacher. ~

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Mortals wander the paths leading up towards the Basilica. A few artists remain in the twilight hours. Armand had been pushing daylight -- testing the limits of his endurance when it comes to the sun. One day, hopefully soon, he would be able to walk in it again. Thoughts of mortals and sunlight~

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~ all was too much. It just reminded him of Marius, and . . . Well, perhaps, he had misunderstood things and his maker had not abandoned him after all. Maybe he /could/ trust him as he once did.

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A chill runs through him. Not necessarily a bad one. Marius is being kind, and he was always drawn in by that. He glances first towards their joined hands and then up at the man's face when he asks the question. "Yes. I miss it. But I am not sure I remember how." For so long, the pain of it ~

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