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Damon Salvatore doesn't go on walks. Useless hippies go on walks. Stefan goes on walks. In nature, where he admires all the goodness of this green earth then rips something fluffy into a bloody mess and then cries a single, perfect tear over the waste while MCR whines about something atonally in the background. Maybe that stupid Sarah McLachlan

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well he's a big mouth, yellin' hey play some free bird;

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Merry fucking Christmas. [ damon snorts, rolling his eyes; but it pays nice to play nice with the other captives, and at the very least this man is speaking his language. ] I liked them better without the infusion of cheer.

well he's a big mouth, yellin' hey play some free bird;

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One of those people from the future I keep hearing about? [ damon's careful to only sound mildly curious, because... it never pays to seem too interested in anything. people tend to hold back what they sense you want the most.

...damon has issues, hi. ] As one of the people from old Earth, I still don't give a rat's ass. Do I get half credit?

well he's a big mouth, yellin' hey play some free bird;

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Impressive. Makes small-town Virgina seem even less interesting. [ small town virginia in the eighteen hundreds but they're both liars, here. (oh, the daddy issues club, taxon chapter. half the city can come. free booze and all the bitterness you can take.) ] Recently arrived back home after traveling, myself. But it was only 2009.

Oh, goodie. [ the sarcasm is gentle, though-- well, for damon-- and the handshake he gives kirk firm without being challenging. learning the kinds of handshakes and what they imply: it's a southern thing. ] Damon Salvatore.

well he's a big mouth, yellin' hey play some free bird;

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More history than we know what to do with. [ ...ironic. and he'll roll with that shipyard mention. ] And it could have been worse. Could have been Utah.

[ damon lowers his voice conspiratorially, one eyebrow cocked. ] Who wins? Go ahead, spoil me. I can take it.

[ that handshake is going a little long, isn't it? but kirk's not holding too hard, and damon's suddenly aware it's been a long time since the excess of the seventies, the glitz of the clubs. a long time away from the backrooms of that little club in berlin where the easy meals don't give a shit if you bite them as long as they enjoy it. he's not one to pursue men, but kirk suddenly looks appealing. ]

well he's a big mouth, yellin' hey play some free bird;

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At least some things never change. Utah's boring, even in the future, glory hallelujah.

[ damon doesn't lean away, and one corner of his mouth tips up in a smirk as he whispers back. ] I've always been very lucky.