Coleman James West
Former student
Stoner sometimes
Human
Loves reading
MS
Aspiring Model
“ Fuck man, you mean vampires are real?”
Like to be a main RT for exposure
He understands . . . even if he does not struggle with shyness. Or hesitation as the case may be.
“Quite available. Any time you like. Well. Post-sunset, of course.”
Well . . . happy to see where things go when they continue their chat.
Yell at his scribe for that.
Augustin Beaumont De Lioncourt
Former washed up rockstar and Blacksmith and poet
Avid reader
Stealer of hearts
Ladies man ( likes guys too)
Loves to drink and smoke
Collector of antique lighters and French flour de lis items
MS
OC and Crossovers welcomed
Like to be a main RT for exposure
Has no clue what was said to him elsewhere but is now intrigued.
Jean-Paul nearly drops the bottle of wine he was holding.
He glances left and then right — making sure none of his patrons actually saw that.
Then he ponders if he should be panicking.
“I . . . I do not know any Armand. Is he . . .” The man nods towards the other. “Like you?”
Thinking the man is joking — for he must be — Jean-Paul laughs.
“I am not sure that I am familiar with that vintage,” he jokes in turn.
