002. [visual] i'm not like the girls that you've known.
"Hi Taxon!" Elena greets her tablet brightly, her hair clipped back and her make-up neatly done, some time around noon. The cabin fever of her self-(and Stefan-)imposed confinement has finally become too much to deal with, and after minutes of agonizing she's decided to go forward with a certain plan.
"I know things lately have been difficult and scary for everyone, and I know that I, personally, would like to spend five or ten minutes not thinking about it, so I decided to reintroduce myself. Some of you may already know this, but I'm Elena Gilbert, seventeen-year-old from Earth, and I promise I've decided not to burn anything down that doesn't deserve it." She laughs, still slightly embarrassed by...that series of incidents, yes. "I'd also like to introduce my house, because for once the powers that be have actually done something good and I'm going to ignore the implications of that, too, just because I really cannot deal with freaking out every single minute."
She turns the tablet around to reveal a living room: "This is my new living room. I like the contrast of the black and white because it's softened by the wall color and all the little color touches, like the vase." As she talks, she moves around the room, presently a second view. "I really like the vase."
"And then back here you can see our kitchen, which I just left." Elena returns to said kitchen (containing fridge and stove, thank you), which may be familiar to people who were discussing vervain the other day, although from a different angle. "The wood right next to the living room also works with the contrast, because the wood is so warm. Plus! Easy counter space for house parties, which I'm definitely going to throw as soon as this is over, although we'll need to use the backyard--we have a pool, Taxon. I don't even know if I can wait until April, let alone summer."
"Now, there's one more thing you all need to see, but we have to be quiet--" She turns the tablet towards her to shush the presumed audience with a finger over her mouth, very seriously, before she turns it to reveal the hallway leading off from the living room. She reaches a door and very, very slowly turns the handle, cracking it open and slipping inside to continue creeping up on a figure seated at a desk in the small study.
"This," she announces, when she's close enough to leap forward and drape herself over Stefan's shoulders, holding the tablet so all of Taxon can see her beaming face next to his startled one, "Is my fiance, Stefan Salvatore! Fiance means we're going to get married and he can't smother me with a pillow for doing this."
...then, proving her sanity, she runs all the way back to the living room and throws herself onto the couch, grinning at her tablet as she kicks her feet up behind her and rests on her stomach.
"How is everyone holding up out there? Also, people should tell me if having a social committee sounds like a good idea, because the idea of making fliers and posters almost seems like it would be a lot of fun right now."
"I know things lately have been difficult and scary for everyone, and I know that I, personally, would like to spend five or ten minutes not thinking about it, so I decided to reintroduce myself. Some of you may already know this, but I'm Elena Gilbert, seventeen-year-old from Earth, and I promise I've decided not to burn anything down that doesn't deserve it." She laughs, still slightly embarrassed by...that series of incidents, yes. "I'd also like to introduce my house, because for once the powers that be have actually done something good and I'm going to ignore the implications of that, too, just because I really cannot deal with freaking out every single minute."
She turns the tablet around to reveal a living room: "This is my new living room. I like the contrast of the black and white because it's softened by the wall color and all the little color touches, like the vase." As she talks, she moves around the room, presently a second view. "I really like the vase."
"And then back here you can see our kitchen, which I just left." Elena returns to said kitchen (containing fridge and stove, thank you), which may be familiar to people who were discussing vervain the other day, although from a different angle. "The wood right next to the living room also works with the contrast, because the wood is so warm. Plus! Easy counter space for house parties, which I'm definitely going to throw as soon as this is over, although we'll need to use the backyard--we have a pool, Taxon. I don't even know if I can wait until April, let alone summer."
"Now, there's one more thing you all need to see, but we have to be quiet--" She turns the tablet towards her to shush the presumed audience with a finger over her mouth, very seriously, before she turns it to reveal the hallway leading off from the living room. She reaches a door and very, very slowly turns the handle, cracking it open and slipping inside to continue creeping up on a figure seated at a desk in the small study.
"This," she announces, when she's close enough to leap forward and drape herself over Stefan's shoulders, holding the tablet so all of Taxon can see her beaming face next to his startled one, "Is my fiance, Stefan Salvatore! Fiance means we're going to get married and he can't smother me with a pillow for doing this."
...then, proving her sanity, she runs all the way back to the living room and throws herself onto the couch, grinning at her tablet as she kicks her feet up behind her and rests on her stomach.
"How is everyone holding up out there? Also, people should tell me if having a social committee sounds like a good idea, because the idea of making fliers and posters almost seems like it would be a lot of fun right now."