Damon still had no idea what was going on. Last he'd known, he'd been in Florence, trying to figure out how to get Katherine away from Stefan's courtship and into his bed. Or on his arm. Maybe his father was right about some things--at least so far as making sure Guiseppe never cut off his allowance--and he should consider settling down. Wherein
(
Read more... )
Comments 351
He had been sitting at a nearby table when he spotted Damon and he considered whether to approach the vampire or not. He had been told that this Damon wasn't from his world but that didn't much matter.
So, finally, he rose to his feet and walked over. "Hey, Damon."
Reply
"Do I know you?" The Italian accent that was always there, in his world, was a little stronger, now.
Reply
"I'm Jeremy Gilbert." He offered his hand.
Reply
"Damon Salvatore, though you seem to know that already somehow..."
Reply
It took an instant for her eyes to easily adjust to the different lighting and as they did, her dark eyes lit on a familiar form. Anna blinked in surprise.
"Damon?"
Reply
But the girl was pretty and his wine was good, and things were looking a bit up, so he nodded slightly. "Do I know you?"
Reply
Reply
"You're a vampire?"
Reply
But Elijah (and Klaus) being some 500 years younger than usual was screwing with his head and he needed a drink.
He glanced around and swore when he saw his friend but walked over anyway and sat down next to him gesturing to the bartender for two of whatever Damon was drinking.
"Fancy running into you here."
Reply
Too many people. Too many holes he couldn't fill.
What if Katherine was telling the truth?
It was too bizarre to believe though, so he asked the question he seemed to be asking a lot tonight.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?"
Reply
"Shit not you too." He was torn between being bothered by the fact that Damon didn't know him, again and that relieved that at least they wouldn't have to talk about Halloween.
"Alaric, we're friends. Or.. we will be."
Reply
He frowned. "Explain yourself."
Reply
When she got there, he was sitting down and looking around the room with an expression that she didn't think looked very Damon-like at all. Shrugging off a frown, she moved to sit down at his table.
"Hi, Damon, how are you today?" She asked cheerfully, smiling, greeting him like she might any other time they'd randomly run into another.
Reply
"...Do I know you?"
He was getting a bit tired of asking that question.
Reply
"Of course you know me. It's Gise-Wait." Her hands slapped lightly against the top of the table, resting there. "You are Damon Salvatore, right?" Her eyes widened a little bit. She knew that people's faces could be copied sometimes, twins running around the village--though, she hadn't met any of them.
Reply
Reply
He was a bit surprised to see Damon at a table here, rather than P3 or Fangtasia, but then the vampire was always a welcome sight.
"Hullo there, handsome. Mind if I join you?" It looked like Damon was drinking alone again - a sure sign that the vampire was in a mood of some sort.
Reply
"By all means," he said, waving at the other seat. After everything, he really could use some distracting company.
Reply
Reply
"I'm sorry...have we met?"
Reply
Leave a comment