Lestat_de_Lioncourt (#9831)

I am The Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal. More or less. The light of the sun, an intense fire -- these things might destroy me, but then again, they might not.
I'm six feet tall, which was fairly impressive in the 1780s when I was a young mortal man. It's not bad now. I have thick blond hair, not quite shoulder length, and rather curly, which appears white under fluorescent light.
My eyes are gray, but they absorb the colours blue or violet easily from surfaces around them. And I have a fairly short narrow nose, and a mouth that is well-shaped, but just a little too big for my face.
My vampire nature reveals itself in extremely white and highly reflective skin that has to be powdered down for cameras of any kind.
And if I'm starved for blood, I look like a perfect horror -- skin shrunken, veins like ropes over the contours of my bones. But I don't let that happen now. And the only consistent indication that I am not human is my fingernails.
It's the same with all vampires. Our fingernails look like glass.

He is asleep, clutching a copy of 'The Vampire Lestat' by Anne Rice.
He isn't carrying anything.

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