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A Reason for Standing Still [Tag TVD pups, but OTA]

Jan 11, 2011 14:51

There was some sort of running cliché that ran around in vampire fiction and movies where at least one vampire had to sit around brooding, raging against whatever fate had made of him. For all his admiration of Anne Rice, Damon had often wished someone would just stake Louis and put him out of his misery ( Read more... )

elena gilbert, adults only, faith lehane, cedric diggory, p3

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burnbrightnfast January 13 2011, 04:25:20 UTC

Desire slid in behind Damon, his turmoil drawing it almost like fire draws a moth. It stood behind him, not breathing not human and most certainly not his usual. And in some ways, absolutely all of the above; breath, humanity, and every day.

Some say that to see Desire was to love it. Rich, golden eyes; soft, pale skin; kissable, red lips; dark hair. It was everything one could and, and everything they really shouldn't have.

reaching out with its power, it stroked his wish to do damage and whispered along his anger.

"You know, there are so many things you could do."

((ooc: Uhm... he can totally have the will power to resist it. Completely not trying to godmod or antyhing...))

prodigalsavior January 13 2011, 05:58:37 UTC

Damon shifted at the words, the power, the sense of it. Not human, not really, not quite, and yet something he couldn't put his finger on, couldn't identify.

It made his interest and senses all flare, eyes darkening immediately, as he shifted to try and find the source.

"There generally are," he agreed. So many he was contemplating, too, weighing what would suit him best.

burnbrightnfast January 13 2011, 06:03:28 UTC

Desire had missed this. It had spent far too long playing good in this little village.

Shifting around the table, she flowed into a seat next to Damon.

"More than people want to admit, even."

prodigalsavior January 13 2011, 17:21:43 UTC

Damon knew something about playing good when it went against one's nature. He watched Desire move, head tilting.

"Most people aren't willing to admit to their darker impulses."

He wasn't generally one of those.

burnbrightnfast January 14 2011, 02:03:15 UTC

"Ah, but you've never had that problem." Plenty of other problems, but never that one.

She smirked at him, and waited for the offer of a drink it assumed - as usual - was coming.

prodigalsavior January 14 2011, 05:40:05 UTC

"No, I really haven't," he agreed.

He studied her, head tilting to the other side, trying to figure out what she was. She escaped definition, though. He'd never been one to discriminate, however, and he waved a waitress over, and snagged a second glass.

"Whiskey?"

burnbrightnfast January 14 2011, 08:06:49 UTC

"Or course," Desire confirmed, nodding her head slightly. "What brings you here?" Other than that bit of drive.

prodigalsavior January 14 2011, 18:34:54 UTC

"I work here," Damon said as he poured her a glass. Sliding it over to her, he smiled with a smile that didn't hit his opaque eyes. "You?"

burnbrightnfast January 15 2011, 05:52:16 UTC

Desire ignored his question. What didn't bring it there would be faster to answer, anyway.

"Drinking where you work..." She gave a slight head shake. "That can lead to so many questions."

prodigalsavior January 15 2011, 06:22:39 UTC

Damon glanced around at his coworkers, then back at her with a bit of a smirk.

"Not really. I made sure no one would mind."

Epic compulsion abilities, for the win. It was nice to tell someone not to mind whatever you did and have them listen, sometimes.

burnbrightnfast January 15 2011, 06:32:50 UTC

Made sure? How nice.

Desire sipped its drink, watching him over the rim of its glass with a knowing smirk in its eyes.

"One might wonder what else you can make sure they do." Its inflection brought to mind dark, steamy corners and the whistle of a lash in the air.

prodigalsavior January 15 2011, 18:11:13 UTC

The inflection wasn't lost on Damon, and his eyes darkened just a little bit more, opaque as a starless night at midnight, his smirk taking on a slightly cruel edge.

"Whatever I want."

It wasn't strictly true for everyone. Those with a strong enough sense of self, a stubborn enough will, could resist him, especially if he hadn't had their blood.

Most people these days were sheep, though, and that meant easy pickings.

burnbrightnfast January 16 2011, 02:41:07 UTC

"And you're sitting here?" desire lifted her eyebrow slightly, a smirk playing along his lips. There wasn't much question of what it thought about his choice when he could be doing practically anything.

prodigalsavior January 16 2011, 05:19:17 UTC

Damon shrugged. "I wanted whiskey."

And the people he felt like bending to his will, at the moment, alas, all were capable of resisting him.

burnbrightnfast January 16 2011, 07:15:43 UTC

"Here's to hard alcohol, then." There was a tinge of sarcasm as Desire tilted its glass to him.

prodigalsavior January 18 2011, 18:11:56 UTC

Damon looked amused by the sarcasm. "You don't approve."

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