(Pink myrrh scented diary)
Poor Radu! I can only take a few minutes to write before I have to go back and care for him. It was terrible! I've never seen that much smoke before in all my eternal life!
You see, Ruthven apparently learned from reliable sources (hah! Reliable) on the Internet about the wonders of laser eye surgery. Radu, my poor little brother I never had, has terrible eyesight, and can't even start the first line on those eye charts. It has something to do with some incident from his childhood. Something about being left out in the snow by his brothers. Anyway, his sight gets worse with age, and Ruthven decided to use Radu as a guinea pig for his experiments.
We went into the study and Radu lay down on the couch. I held his hand to keep him from being nervous. Ruthven set Varney up on platform above Radu. He had to use a hot glue gun to keep Varney standing in one spot. This did not keep Varney from popping a few rabbits. I had to give him a piece of vampire licorice to keep him quiet and happy while Ruthven figured out exactly how this procedure would go. Finally, we were ready to go. Varney was supposed to use his laser heat eye powers as an eye surgery laser, which he did very well, and perfectly on command. However, after the smoke cleared, Radu was completely blind, not even getting blurs, and he's been that way since the operation several hours ago.
Radu was quite upset at this and threatened to kill Ruthven. He even went so far as to pull that dagger from his boot and throw it at him, pinning Ruthven to the wall by the shoulder, which is quite impressive for a blind vampire. I know Radu is quite gifted in the ways of the sword, as he's taught me many impressive moves, including the Infamous Poke of Doom. I don't know if that one is quite as effective in a duel to the death as some other moves, but it is great for tickling your opponent with. But all that may be lost now as Radu is blind! His vision should restore itself soon to the point that with his glasses he can see. Till then, he needs me. I must bring him his soup and keep him company, like a good more-than sister.
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(Small black book smelling of roses)
Haven't seen Carmilla, the most wonderful woman I have ever known, in quite some time now. I wonder if she still hates me. . .cursed Lestat. One of these days I'll break free from him. . .one of these days. . .though I've been saying that now for over two hundred years. . .I hear Carmilla's dainty step!
(Later)
I cannot believe it! My love has moved away from Ruthven and is now waiting on Radu! I just saw her disappear into his room with a bowl of soup. . .all week they have been together, giggling about something. Having "sword fights." I walked in on one of them the other night, the two of them giggling and rolling about on the floor together. I can't believe that Radu would do that to me, we get along fine. But just the same, one cannot trust anyone these days. Carmilla. . .she's moving around the coven like. . .like. . .Lestat! But no! Not my dear Carmilla, my darling sweet Carmilla. I will go and light a few matches. . .that ought to soothe me. . .
Poor Radu! I can only take a few minutes to write before I have to go back and care for him. It was terrible! I've never seen that much smoke before in all my eternal life!
You see, Ruthven apparently learned from reliable sources (hah! Reliable) on the Internet about the wonders of laser eye surgery. Radu, my poor little brother I never had, has terrible eyesight, and can't even start the first line on those eye charts. It has something to do with some incident from his childhood. Something about being left out in the snow by his brothers. Anyway, his sight gets worse with age, and Ruthven decided to use Radu as a guinea pig for his experiments.
We went into the study and Radu lay down on the couch. I held his hand to keep him from being nervous. Ruthven set Varney up on platform above Radu. He had to use a hot glue gun to keep Varney standing in one spot. This did not keep Varney from popping a few rabbits. I had to give him a piece of vampire licorice to keep him quiet and happy while Ruthven figured out exactly how this procedure would go. Finally, we were ready to go. Varney was supposed to use his laser heat eye powers as an eye surgery laser, which he did very well, and perfectly on command. However, after the smoke cleared, Radu was completely blind, not even getting blurs, and he's been that way since the operation several hours ago.
Radu was quite upset at this and threatened to kill Ruthven. He even went so far as to pull that dagger from his boot and throw it at him, pinning Ruthven to the wall by the shoulder, which is quite impressive for a blind vampire. I know Radu is quite gifted in the ways of the sword, as he's taught me many impressive moves, including the Infamous Poke of Doom. I don't know if that one is quite as effective in a duel to the death as some other moves, but it is great for tickling your opponent with. But all that may be lost now as Radu is blind! His vision should restore itself soon to the point that with his glasses he can see. Till then, he needs me. I must bring him his soup and keep him company, like a good more-than sister.
*~*
(Small black book smelling of roses)
Haven't seen Carmilla, the most wonderful woman I have ever known, in quite some time now. I wonder if she still hates me. . .cursed Lestat. One of these days I'll break free from him. . .one of these days. . .though I've been saying that now for over two hundred years. . .I hear Carmilla's dainty step!
(Later)
I cannot believe it! My love has moved away from Ruthven and is now waiting on Radu! I just saw her disappear into his room with a bowl of soup. . .all week they have been together, giggling about something. Having "sword fights." I walked in on one of them the other night, the two of them giggling and rolling about on the floor together. I can't believe that Radu would do that to me, we get along fine. But just the same, one cannot trust anyone these days. Carmilla. . .she's moving around the coven like. . .like. . .Lestat! But no! Not my dear Carmilla, my darling sweet Carmilla. I will go and light a few matches. . .that ought to soothe me. . .
