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[malicieux]

Who: Lestat and Thancred.
When: Early June.
Where: Nott.
What: A happenstance meeting.
Warnings: TBD.



Lestat goes to Nott at a semi-frequent rate. At first, he went perhaps twice a week, but now that he's becoming more satiated in his needs, he finds he can go longer stretches between visits to Thorne's down-and-mostly-forgotten citizens. Considering most of the residents seem to be members of some sort of underbelly of the town, Lestat isn't too sorry about what he does here.

He wouldn't be too sorry anyway, but it's easier for thugs to disappear than others.

He's walking through the streets to find someone who fits his requirements when he sees someone he knows. He's only spoken to Thancred once, and the topic of the execution had made it clear that they both had quite different views on things. There's a moment where Lestat debates slipping into the shadows of a side-street, using his speed to aid him. Instead, he starts to close the distance between them.

"I hadn't anticipated seeing a familiar face this evening."

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"Not particularly," Thancred responds with a shrug of his shoulders as he glances up and down the path, bathed in the color of fading twilight. "Much like you, I simply wanted a change of scenery. I was on my way to a tavern, in fact."

He doesn't need to share that he isn't going there simply for a drink, but it's entirely possible that listening in on the gossip of the night also won't turn up anything particularly interesting. Either way, he doesn't think the night will be a waste.

Following a brief pause, Thancred inclines his head to Lestat. "You're welcome to join me, if you'd like." He's still quite uncertain about him, but that's all the more reason to learn more.

[malicieux]

An unexpected invitation, and one that certainly cuts into the actual reason Lestat is here, but he thinks he'd be remiss to deny it. He's not about to risk getting up to something untoward with another Summoned lurking around.

"I'd be happy to accompany you."

He gives Thancred a motion with his hand, inviting the other to lead the way.

"How have you been since we last met?"

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With a nod, Thancred continues in the direction he'd been traveling initially, winding his way through the darkened streets with little trouble. He's clearly spent his fair share of time here, even in the seedier parts of the city.

"Decently well, I suppose. It was a relief when the gala in Hayle went off without a hitch. Since then I've been assisting farmers here in Nott and helping a friend reintegrate after those abductions."

To say nothing of some scheming, but there's no reason to bring that up now.

He glances to Lestat at his side whilst they walk. "And you?"

[malicieux]

Lestat keeps up easily, having gained some sort of familiarity of Nott himself over the last little while. He listens as Thancred speaks and hums in acknowledgement, watching the locals mill about as they walk.

"I've little to complain about. Whatever resistances I may have had upon my arrive are being chipped away, and if I'm to stay here, I ought to make the best of it, no?"