Putting on masks of contentment and peace was hardly a new concept for a vampire over 500 years old. Although, when Stefan thought about it, it was something most humans would probably relate to as well. He didn't know how long he was would be there in the village, the thought of his vanishing and going back home weighing constantly on his mind ( Read more... )

Elena was behind the bar at Fangtasia. She had already wiped everything down that needed it and now she was just watching people come and go ( Read more... )

Eric entered into Fangtasia, wanting to know what it was like inside. If it was as he remembered it. He moved up to the bar, ordering a True Blood just to have ordered something. He turned on the stool to look over everything. It did remind him of home, which he could come to enjoy.

He turned when the bottle of synthetic blood was put in front of

From out of the trees of the forest came Stefan Salvatore, having fed from a deer no more than fifteen minutes prior. It was nighttime, black blanketing the village sky ( Read more... )

Elena was hanging out in Fangtasia. She didn't work until later this evening, but to her, it was one of the most relaxing places to be when you had nothing planned. Besides, she liked being able to people watch and Fangtasia often had a rather interesting group of people that wandered in and out during the day as opposed to the ones who came in at ( Read more... )

Krissy was going for a walk through Quaintsville, trying to get her barrings. For a village, Haurvatat was pretty big and she had seen some interesting characters. She wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing and she was definitely still on edge ( Read more... )

Sitting in a chair at a table for two at Fangtasia, Klaus sipped at a glass of whiskey. He looked like he could very well be waiting for someone--he could go either way, not against company, but not necessarily expecting anyone--there in a corner, more in the shadows than not.

He hadn't avoided his younger brother since he'd arrived, but, well, ( Read more... )

"Why, thank you, sweetheart."  Kol flashed a charming little smile at the woman behind the bar, enjoying the way she rolled her eyes at him.  Leaning against the bar, he arched a brow as he took his drink.  "And what is your name again ( Read more... )

Faye was humming with excitement. It was a good day, a very, very, very good day. She was eighteen, finally and officially. Better than that (or, well, at least completely on par with that), tonight marked her and Klaus's one year anniversary. The memory of the party last year, the shots and the dancing and the swimming and the so not ending the ( Read more... )

Halloween was Damon's favorite holiday--and not just because it was his birthday (though that had been reason enough for his father to happily call him devil-spawn more than once, but that was a long time ago). In fact, he usually didn't even think about birthdays anymore. Rebekah's gift had brought it to mind, and he brushed a finger over the ( Read more... )