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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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returningtiger January 11 2011, 23:42:07 UTC

Elena had come in looking for Damon, because she hadn't seen him and she wasn't sure why she hadn't seen him. Didn't he know by now how important he was to her?

She saw him at a table with a bottle and the worry increased. Not knowing what to do, she finally took a seat across from him.

"If I get my own glass, will you share?"

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:05:56 UTC

Damon had smelled her the moment she walked through the door, over the people in the room, and the whiskey and the blood, and tensed anyway, though it was imperceptible in his posture. She sat down, and he still didn't look up for a moment, not until she spoke, and then he favored her with a look that didn't give much away, all of those walls back up in place.

For all his bravado to Stefan, the implication that his baby brother would just have to learn to share, he really wasn't sure how things stood, actually, no. Especially given all of his...extracurricular activities. He'd kept it that way for just that reason.

"Technically, I could lose my job for that," he pointed out. "But if you're willing to risk it, why not?" Anyone who wanted to see her ID, he'd just compel into leaving them alone.

returningtiger January 12 2011, 00:12:54 UTC

Elena shook her head. "No, I'm not risking your job, Damon," she said softly. "I'll order something else."

She flagged down the waitress and was glad to see that it was someone that she didn't know well and ordered a soda. When the waitress left, she looked at Damon.

"Why do you think I would risk your job?"

That wasn't what she wanted to ask.

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:32:30 UTC

Damon arched an eyebrow at the question. "I just meant you're underage," he said. He hadn't really been worried Phoebe would fire him for something like that. Somehow he thought girls who came back from the dead were probably outside the normal drinking rules anyway.

He leaned over and poured a healthy dose of whiskey in her soda, just to be contrary.

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milestogo_730 January 12 2011, 00:19:20 UTC

Faith loved to dance, and Cole wasn't into it, so she had the tendency to go out to clubs on her nights off just to let loose. She'd been coming off the dance floor to get a drink when she spotted him.

"Wow, you look like shit." she slid into the seat across from him, drink in hand.

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:34:11 UTC

Damon had seen her on the floor, given her a couple of glances, but, really, as nice as their night had been, it was probably a sign of his state of mind that he'd been too lost in sulking to go stalk her through the crowd just for fun.

"...I never look like shit," he informed her, arching an eyebrow, mildly offended.

milestogo_730 January 12 2011, 00:35:58 UTC

"Uh huh." she rolled her eyes, "Fine you look... 'depressed'."

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:39:16 UTC

"Depressed is something my brother gets. That would be the other Salvatore, not me." And he was sticking to that story. "I am not the brooder in the family."

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evenprettydead January 12 2011, 01:45:32 UTC

Cedric had been meaning to look up his favorite vampire for some time. It wasn't that the holidays hadn't been good, more like they were a bit on the boring side. And while Damon was many things, he certainly wasn't boring.

He was a little surprised not to see the handsome brunette behind the bar, but picked him out at his table easily enough. Damon wasn't the sort to blend in very easily.

Cedric stepped over to the table. "Hullo there. Room for one more?"

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 01:51:43 UTC

Damon looked up and let a bit of a smirk crawl up on his face. Reaching out, he nudged the chair next to him out with his foot.

"Oh, by all means. I've always got room for you..."

Especially when he needed distracting.

evenprettydead January 12 2011, 01:53:15 UTC

"Most kind." Cedric said, smiling and sitting down. "How was your holiday?"

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 01:56:59 UTC

Damon shrugged slightly. "It was...fine." He'd spent most of it avoiding Stefan, despite his brother sending him a gift. "How was yours?"

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droo_ids January 12 2011, 03:17:27 UTC

Bonnie was done with work for the evening and was a few blocks from Fangtasia when she made the decision to swing by P3 and see if Damon was working. She'd been so busy that they'd barely seen one another lately.

"I'd say you're gonna regret that in the morning, but I suspect you've got the unfair advantage when it comes to hangover avoidance."

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 03:34:42 UTC

Damon tilted his head back to look up at her, and let a smile flit over his lips that came nowhere near reflecting in his eyes.

"Hello, little witch."

droo_ids January 12 2011, 17:39:49 UTC

Bonnie was intuitive enough to read that smile correctly, and it made her hesitate a little before sitting. One had to deal carefully with a vampire in a mood.

"I'm not interrupting anything terribly important, am I?" she asked with a little teasing smile of her own. Obviously it was a slow night if Damon was over here drinking alone.

prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 17:55:14 UTC

Damon cast a significant glance at the whiskey bottle, then around a the people dancing and at the bar. It was less of a slow night and more of a Damon-didn't-give-a-fuck-about-gainful-employment night. And hadn't started hunting yet.

"Not particularly, no." He poured more whiskey in the glass and pushed it toward her, then took a swig out of the bottle himself. "By all means, join me."

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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.

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