Did we get stuck in an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Please, I'd take an Anne Rice novel over this
[ give him a second, he's adjusting to all this. he'll have more to say when the room stops spinning and he's drunk enough bourbon to dull the itch in his arm. ]
( Okay, an episode or two here or there. But not enough to know if this is like that. )
I'd come to you, but to be honest I found a bar and I don't want to get lost on the way to your room.
( Drinking just feels like a better alternative right now. Now he's going to ask about his brother's headspace and not his physical state. That he hasn't put two and two together the when his brother is from and what was happening. Before his summer in Klaus' debt. And remembering Rebekah. He lets the sip of whiskey burn away memories of that time. )
Well it's not like I was waiting for every episode, I had better things to do in the 90s
[ as you well know, stefan. ]
Still alive.
[ which isn't all that matters, but hey, it wasn't guaranteed, either. near as he can tell, the bite is spreading far more slowly than it should, which is a weird bit of luck that he's not sure how to deal with. maybe he should kill himself, get it over with? the welcome packet said death isn't permanent here... but damon hasn't gotten this far by trusting anything blindly.
ugh. he doesn't want to think about this. his head hurts and his skin feels too tight and his arm still itches. ]
Worried about Elena. She needs us, Stefan.
[ he wouldn't usually be this up-front about his concern—not unless he was trying to antagonize stefan, at least—but he's dying, he doesn't have time to beat around the bush. ]
( but let's not discuss Damon in the 90's. not a great topic for either one of them.
'still alive' stings. it goes down like battery acid, and yet there's still a warmth that rises up in his chest. his brother is here and alive.
and worried about elena.
'she needs us.' would they they could. he takes a long gulp from his bourbon and taps next to his glass to get more. sitting back, he formulates his next response. )
As far as I know, we're not gone, we're just taken. Time continues on. I think she still has us.
( He chooses to think she does. Stefan has lived through it. And technically, she has Damon. Not Stefan. )
You should be careful at the attractions. There are... pecularities. And, magic's everywhere, I think. It has to be. I was told the Balfours are as surprised as us when attractions pop up, but someone with magic must be drawing us all here and holding us here. Or, an entire witch line. Maybe a host of ancestors.
I think getting my fortune drawn was a mistake. I suffered side effects shortly after.
Which brings me to something we need to talk about. With the nature of this place, I suspect you and I are going to be involved in things we normally wouldn't, maybe even in excess. So, maybe, unless we absolutely have to keep each other in the loop, we keep things to ourselves? There are just some things I don't want to know and I'm sure that goes both ways.
Oh, clutch those pearls a little harder Stefan, I'm sure that will help
[ which isn't him saying no, you'll hear about my sex life and you'll like it—he just has an allergy to agreeing with stefan without giving him shit first, that's all. also, he has a bit of a one-track mind, forgive him— ]
Think if I went to that library people were talking about I could get some confirmation Elena's alright?
Maybe. I read that if you ask it nicely you'll be given what you need. Maybe that includes information about where we came from. But, considering some people have been here for months, I think it's a fair assumption. Confirming it wouldn't hurt.
( Especially if Damon breathed easier because of it. This is weird. Talking to him. He misses this. Even if he's getting shit for his smart (and necessary) idea. )
I know vampirism is common here, and apparently magic, it's also out in the open, but I think we shouldn't share what we are. Not until we get our bearings.
( Beyond the one girl who now... knows he is. )
Although, on day one I wasn't subtle about ordering it off the menu in the dining room. I thought I was dreaming.
Hang on. You're saying you were impulsive, and I was cautious?
[ the world is off its axis, what is this feeling, he might be sick—
oh, that's just the werewolf venom. ]
I have absolutely no interest giving any of these people ammo against us, don't worry. Compulsion and small sips from the staff in dark alleys, not like I haven't done it before
Are there animals in the woods?
[ not that he approves of the bunny diet, but it's probably best for stefan to snack on the creatures that can't tattle, at least while damon's dealing with the bite. there will come a time, not too far off, when he won't be able to control himself, and the fewer people who know to point a finger at stefan when people start turning up drained of blood with their throats torn out, the better. ]
Nothing about Saltburnt felt real, and that included the blood on the menu.
( but, fine, take the moral win. )
Blood can also be brought to our rooms. The staff seems discreet. Not that that means they are.
Don't go into the woods. At the end of my first day I tried to escape. All I felt the further away I got was that I'd made a terrible mistake. When I couldn't take it anymore, I passed out and woke up back in my room.
I don't remember seeing any wildlife.
( right, this stefan is one that doesn't drink human blood. he's a rippah. it is what it is. he can chalk it up to having discipline and things feeling different here if it ever comes up. )
Now is not a good time for me to worry about you snapping, Stefan.
[ shit is way too precarious for this. we need a solution that isn't just "ignore the problem and hope it gets better", you know how well that works. ]
We don't have to go far. Let's walk the grounds tonight, head into the treeline a bit, see what we can't scrounge up.
[ he has to know you're taken care of while he's falling the fuck apart, stefan. he needs it. give him this. ]
You don't have to worry about me snapping. I snapped on day one. Barely. If anyone saw me, they would just think I was on vacation. And very drunk.
( if only the both of them were aware of the same problem and not in their own heads. )
I never thought I'd see the day that Damon suggests we drain bambi. You realize you're never allowed to make another Snow White joke with me again, right?
I'll bring two. Almost done my glass. If I don't get back within the hour, the manor swallowed me up and spit me out into one of it's random rooms that couldn't possibly exist here.
so it begins
Please, I'd take an Anne Rice novel over this
[ give him a second, he's adjusting to all this. he'll have more to say when the room stops spinning and he's drunk enough bourbon to dull the itch in his arm. ]
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( Okay, an episode or two here or there. But not enough to know if this is like that. )
I'd come to you, but to be honest I found a bar and I don't want to get lost on the way to your room.
( Drinking just feels like a better alternative right now. Now he's going to ask about his brother's headspace and not his physical state. That he hasn't put two and two together the when his brother is from and what was happening. Before his summer in Klaus' debt. And remembering Rebekah. He lets the sip of whiskey burn away memories of that time. )
How are you doing with all of this?
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[ as you well know, stefan. ]
Still alive.
[ which isn't all that matters, but hey, it wasn't guaranteed, either. near as he can tell, the bite is spreading far more slowly than it should, which is a weird bit of luck that he's not sure how to deal with. maybe he should kill himself, get it over with? the welcome packet said death isn't permanent here... but damon hasn't gotten this far by trusting anything blindly.
ugh. he doesn't want to think about this. his head hurts and his skin feels too tight and his arm still itches. ]
Worried about Elena. She needs us, Stefan.
[ he wouldn't usually be this up-front about his concern—not unless he was trying to antagonize stefan, at least—but he's dying, he doesn't have time to beat around the bush. ]
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( but let's not discuss Damon in the 90's. not a great topic for either one of them.
'still alive' stings. it goes down like battery acid, and yet there's still a warmth that rises up in his chest. his brother is here and alive.
and worried about elena.
'she needs us.' would they they could. he takes a long gulp from his bourbon and taps next to his glass to get more. sitting back, he formulates his next response. )
As far as I know, we're not gone, we're just taken. Time continues on. I think she still has us.
( He chooses to think she does. Stefan has lived through it. And technically, she has Damon. Not Stefan. )
You should be careful at the attractions. There are... pecularities. And, magic's everywhere, I think. It has to be. I was told the Balfours are as surprised as us when attractions pop up, but someone with magic must be drawing us all here and holding us here. Or, an entire witch line. Maybe a host of ancestors.
I think getting my fortune drawn was a mistake. I suffered side effects shortly after.
Which brings me to something we need to talk about. With the nature of this place, I suspect you and I are going to be involved in things we normally wouldn't, maybe even in excess. So, maybe, unless we absolutely have to keep each other in the loop, we keep things to ourselves? There are just some things I don't want to know and I'm sure that goes both ways.
Am I making sense?
( they're in fight club now, okay? )
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[ which isn't him saying no, you'll hear about my sex life and you'll like it—he just has an allergy to agreeing with stefan without giving him shit first, that's all. also, he has a bit of a one-track mind, forgive him— ]
Think if I went to that library people were talking about I could get some confirmation Elena's alright?
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( Especially if Damon breathed easier because of it. This is weird. Talking to him. He misses this. Even if he's getting shit for his smart (and necessary) idea. )
I know vampirism is common here, and apparently magic, it's also out in the open, but I think we shouldn't share what we are. Not until we get our bearings.
( Beyond the one girl who now... knows he is. )
Although, on day one I wasn't subtle about ordering it off the menu in the dining room. I thought I was dreaming.
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[ the world is off its axis, what is this feeling, he might be sick—
oh, that's just the werewolf venom. ]
I have absolutely no interest giving any of these people ammo against us, don't worry. Compulsion and small sips from the staff in dark alleys, not like I haven't done it before
Are there animals in the woods?
[ not that he approves of the bunny diet, but it's probably best for stefan to snack on the creatures that can't tattle, at least while damon's dealing with the bite. there will come a time, not too far off, when he won't be able to control himself, and the fewer people who know to point a finger at stefan when people start turning up drained of blood with their throats torn out, the better. ]
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( but, fine, take the moral win. )
Blood can also be brought to our rooms. The staff seems discreet. Not that that means they are.
Don't go into the woods. At the end of my first day I tried to escape. All I felt the further away I got was that I'd made a terrible mistake. When I couldn't take it anymore, I passed out and woke up back in my room.
I don't remember seeing any wildlife.
( right, this stefan is one that doesn't drink human blood. he's a rippah. it is what it is. he can chalk it up to having discipline and things feeling different here if it ever comes up. )
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[ shit is way too precarious for this. we need a solution that isn't just "ignore the problem and hope it gets better", you know how well that works. ]
We don't have to go far. Let's walk the grounds tonight, head into the treeline a bit, see what we can't scrounge up.
[ he has to know you're taken care of while he's falling the fuck apart, stefan. he needs it. give him this. ]
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( if only the both of them were aware of the same problem and not in their own heads. )
I never thought I'd see the day that Damon suggests we drain bambi. You realize you're never allowed to make another Snow White joke with me again, right?
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[ he's not happy about this!! but keeping stefan safe takes precedence over fixing his appalling relationship with his diet. ]
When you leave the bar bring me a bottle of bourbon
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I'll bring two. Almost done my glass. If I don't get back within the hour, the manor swallowed me up and spit me out into one of it's random rooms that couldn't possibly exist here.
🎀?
[ until then it's time for damon to take a long bath in the ensuite and wait to throw up. glamorous. ]
🎀!