Nov 26, 2010 14:48
With breakfast finished and a new acquaintance made, the Scarecrow's mind turned to his other friends. The disappearance of Depth Charge's friend had brought back memories of how he'd felt when Kaiji went missing: helpless, useless, as though he should have and could have done something more to find him. If only he had his brain, then maybe he
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leela,
kirk,
s.t.,
gambit,
tsubaki,
anise,
minato,
the doctor,
goku (dragonball),
niikura,
taura,
claire bennet,
peter parker,
snow,
lunge,
lana skye,
ruby,
mello,
soren,
brainiac 5,
xemnas,
minako,
stefan,
tsukasa,
watson,
mele,
damon,
two-face,
erika,
tifa,
the scarecrow,
matt,
maya,
ishida,
yukari,
zack,
kratos,
rubedo,
haseo,
jo,
bella,
scott pilgrim,
kaito,
aigis,
elle,
izaya,
austria,
claire littleton,
sora,
prussia,
chuck,
leon (so2),
buzz,
dean winchester,
guy,
kairi,
venom,
depth charge,
kibitoshin,
ilia,
lightning,
rita,
castiel,
katniss,
riku,
yomi,
aerith,
sai,
yue,
claire stanfield,
edward cullen,
ema skye,
mccoy,
scar (tlk)
But really, Damon had wanted to talk to Stefan, too. He just never liked acknowledging as such so it was nice of his brother to pave the way instead. An unexpected yet useful outcome of the question he'd posed on the board. And on top of that, he had a tip to follow up on tonight. He wasn't sure who the anonymous helper elf was, or even whether the information was accurate-people, you know (and had it even been a person in the first place? He had to wonder)-but he was getting to the point where he no longer cared as much. He was hungry. Vampires were not made to go hungry.
He was not made to go hungry.
His gaze lingered briefly on the boy across the room. Lunatic from a couple of days ago, wasn't he? So not his usual type, but this was not usual. At the moment, his type was anything with a delicate set of veins he could tear open. He could do it, normally. Devour someone in public and leave before anyone even realize something was wrong ( ... )
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What was wrong with him? His control was better than this, at least it had been before he'd been captured by the tomb vampires. And he'd gone this long before without drinking a drop of blood, usually when he was at his most self-pitying, ( ... )
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Stefan sighed and crouched down in front of the couch so he could speak without being overheard. He still didn't know what to think of the nurses - whether or not they knew about the true nature of this workplace, whether or not they knew what he was - but discretion was second nature to him, and he wouldn't be careless with that many doubts on his mind ( ... )
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There it was. He tipped his head, surprised.
That was a fascinating tidbit of news. He'd seen the weird shadow magic thing last night, obviously. It was kinda hard to miss. But Stefan was describing something completely different. Well, all right, maybe not completely different, but his own shadow hadn't done a whole lot of talking, never mind attacking. Apparently, Stefan's had more pent-up aggression. How so not unexpected.
Perhaps Damon's just hadn't had much to power itself on. His brother had been near Elena at the time. Plus, Stefan was always just in a perpetual state of having a lot of feelings. The way his shadow had manifested couldn't be a coincidence.
"I saw something," he replied mildly. "Nothing special, though, it just sort of...moved on its own. Very X-Files." He crossed one ankle over the other. "But this isn't about me, is it. In ( ... )
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"Mm-hmm." Damon swung his legs off the table and sat up a bit, slow and lazy. He let the non-committal reply hang in the air with all of its unspoken skepticism attached. Can you, Stefan? What kind of blood? How many people did you think about tearing into this morning alone?Because they both knew better. Certainly Stefan did, or he wouldn't be acting so holier-than-thou over it. The only time his brother carried that kind of confidence was out of denial or when he was riding high on human blood, neither of which was very becoming of him. But it didn't need to be said, either. Stefan knew it, and better than that, Stefan knew that Damon knew it. And that was more than enough to hammer his point home with barely a brush over it. So if his little brother wanted to pretend they were here to talk about his decision to go find a bunny tonight, which was a bit like finding it necessary to announce ( ... )
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When Damon straightened, so did Stefan, rising to his feet just long enough to reseat himself on the edge of the table. His gaze followed when Damon looked out at the rest of the room, and he didn't have to reach far to guess what was on his brother's mind. Hunger gnawed at him as well, but it occurred to Stefan that, unlike Damon of the Nonexistent Impulse Control, he was at least used to going hungry. Even gorging on a diet of animal blood had taken at least ten years to not feel like voluntary malnutrition, never mind all those times he'd simply given into ( ... )
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So instead, he turned his attention to something Stefan wanted to talk about for once.
"Of course I've noticed, Stefan. I do remember how it feels to starve for a few days." He didn't spare his brother the pointed look. He reserved the right to remain a little pissed over that episode, thank you very much. At the time, he'd always figured Stefan would have another go at staking him somewhere down the road; he hadn't foreseen that. In hindsight he should've ( ... )
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Stefan changed the topic before Damon could say much on it, though. Was his brother worried he might feed on one of his new acquaintances? How Stefan of...Stefan.
For a moment, he toyed with how much he wanted to say. It wasn't some big secret-there was no one he'd met yet that he cared for, definitely not enough to consider going out of his way to hide it-but he wasn't good with volunteering information, no matter how minor. A habit of decades; he'd been screwed over way too many times.
Still, it was Stefan. He wouldn't admit to trusting his brother, exactly, but he couldn't deny that compared to the rest of the people here, he did trust him more. It was on a purely relative scale, that was all ( ... )
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