So exactly how drunk do you have to be for this place to start making sense? [damon is clearly already on his way there... or trying. he holds the glass in his hand as if he's lifting it up in toast.]
Because I'm clearly not there yet. [he takes a deep drink from the glass in front of him. it's hard to say what event just happened, but chances are... it wasn't a great one. he makes a pouty face at the bottle of whiskey beside him.] Not even close.
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[damon could drink in a bar, but at the moment, he's perched out on the front steps of the mansion with a half done bottle of whiskey from his spot as he vaguely looks through responses to his video post. he'll reply to anyone who replies to him, and he's likely being an Ass as always to most unless he feels like flirting or being charming or convincing someone else to get drunk as hell with him.
later on, he finishes the bottle, turns up the music inside the mansion, and he holds his own damn dance party in the front foyer. music blasting. mostly shirtless dancing is a go.]
[ imagine elena's surprise when, out of concern for her not!friend!whatever, she decides to check in on him ... and finds that he's dancing on a table. shirtless. already with company. imagine the most unimpressed expression in the history of unimpressed expressions, and you have elena. ]
Not plying yourself with alcohol is suggested, actually.
[not!friend!whatever is so very sweet of you, elena gilbert. honestly, he's positively melting here. damon takes another drink from the bottle in his hand as he smiles at elena, tilting his head to the side as he narrows his gaze at her]
Really? Who suggests that? It wasn't in anyone's oh-so-welcoming Welcome Speech.
[he tilts his bottle up a bit in her direction] Is it just you?
[ it's your first day in wonderland and you're already trashed?? what if an event was underway? what then? she's not even angry. she's disappointed~. ]
Things happen around here in the blink of an eye and you want to be ready for it.
Are you telling me no one gets drunk and has fun here ever? Because I find that hard to believe.
[damon lifts his hands up on either side of himself. the one hand still has the bottle of whiskey in it, meeting her gaze with that narrowed, smirk-y look of his. that complicated, tangled mix of feelings wrapped around his chest like a noose whenever he looks at her (and really lets himself look).]
And if that's the case, people are lucky I was dropped on through when I was. Don't you think you deserve to relax just a little, Elena?
[ omg and to think she missed you, miscreant!! (not that she'll ever admit it). ]
Have you forgotten where we are? You did read the manual, right?
[ they're in a mansion that steals their memories a pocket dimension away and so far, no one has found a way home. she thinks she's entitled to a little concern here. he's taking this way too breezily. but then, elena is not convinced damon believes this is real. ]
[(admit it!!! not that damon would ever really be able to believe her even if she did lbr)]
No, I could not forget we are in Wonderland with the evil queen and mirrors and... Alice running around somewhere. Does that mean we all fell down the rabbit hole?
[he sways a bit, leaning back against the wall that he's leaning on and smiling winningly at whatever poor soul decided to get v drunk with him]
I skimmed the manual. [no, he can't really say he believes any of this is real, but if this is a dream, it's not one of his best either. elena would be one of the ones dancing with him if that were the case (the only one dancing with him-
Is that how it works? You'd think I'd see way more drunk people around if that's all it took to return from dreamland.
[cause yeah, he's not all-aboard the belief train here. obviously, he's tripping. had some tainted blood or something.] Thank God, I have your sage witchy advice to point me in the right direction.
Really? That's where you're going to go with this? Petty personal insults? [ her eyes are gonna break from rolling aren't they why are you the densest vampire in town ] Glad to see you're in perfect form...
I just didn't want to stop the flow of the conversation. You started it off on such a good, petty foot. What kind of asshole would I be to go in a completely other direction? [damon, you are every kind of asshole all the time. he sends her a little smile.] I'll have you know I'm never in bad form... so how long have you two been here again?
[jkrel;a LBR damon always starts it..... by existing]
That is a very specific count, and yet you and Nancy Drew are still here. I thought with your powers combined especially with your very magical abilities... you'd have found a way back by now. [he leans back with a little smile, toasting his drink in bonnie's direction. you and elena both with your judgy faces.] Clearly, you were just waiting for me to contribute. Why? Taking this seriously hasn't helped you or Elena get home in 114 days....
[damon plucks the tiny green airplane out of the air, unfolding it with a little smirk.
dollars don't mean anything in wonderland, but they do wonders for his already inflated ego. he takes the dollar bill, slipping it into the waistband of his pants.
because yeah, he's keeping it.]
Here I thought waking up in Wonderland took all the surprise out of life.
[the smirk on his face widens into a cocky smile. the music blasts.] Just providing a public service to remind people, there are still surprises waiting around every corner.
[ once he arrives, faith reaches out to ply the bottle from his hand, and take a long swig before grinning under the sharpest male gaze she's seen in this mansion since arriving last august. ]
Hmmm hate to burst your bubble, then. [ she keeps the bottle and brushes past him to dance on her own, boots scuffing the tile and hips swaying under dark denim as she spins to keep him in her sights. ] Prefer someone else doing the taking.
[ she takes another swig and then holds the bottle at arm's length. ]
[damon raises an eyebrow as he watches her take that long swig from the bottle, and his gaze remains on her while she brushes past him and starts to dance. he tilts his head to the side, and the smirk on his face widens into something devilishly charming.
sometimes damon manages both at the same time.]
That can easily be arranged. [he follows after her, reaching for the bottle that she holds out in his direction. he plucks it from her to have another drink as he erases the distance between them with a smile]
It's a miracle. Someone in Wonderland who thinks it's okay to have a good time.
[ marcel's having trouble gaining his own bearing; separated from his city, he tends to drift and feel lost. without his family to look after, without a constant struggle for power, he wavers. without a face to put to the power that took him, he doesn't have a clear goal and without that he lacks a determinate plan.
so he brings damon another bottle and flops down beside him. ]
So. Mystic Falls, huh?
[ idk look the canon's gossipy and surely someone told each of them about the other???? ]
[a constant struggle for power sounds really exhausting. not that mystic falls isn't exhausting in its own way, but if damon could avoid all the trouble (nevermind he frequently is the cause of it), he would.
honest. damon lifts an impressed eyebrow when marcel brings over another bottle and flops beside him. a light snort leaves damon.]
[damon is just gonna grab the bottle and take the biggest drink before he lies]
Once. A long time ago. Wasn't the greatest time. [from the whole experience having a vampire sired to him, willing to do anything he said with great enthusiasm, and his leaving her there to count bricks cause what else does one do about that?
except be a colossal idiot apparently.]
But that was probably just me. Sounds like it's more your cup of tea.
[damon did not miss the implication there, but he's been called so much worse and he has a bottle of alcohol so]
You can't just cut out of you like a tumor. Mystic Falls. [his reasons for returning had all to do with katherine, and then he never could leave. because of elena.] So what's the old city really like? For someone who is special enough to get it?
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So exactly how drunk do you have to be for this place to start making sense? [damon is clearly already on his way there... or trying. he holds the glass in his hand as if he's lifting it up in toast.]
Because I'm clearly not there yet. [he takes a deep drink from the glass in front of him. it's hard to say what event just happened, but chances are... it wasn't a great one. he makes a pouty face at the bottle of whiskey beside him.] Not even close.
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[damon could drink in a bar, but at the moment, he's perched out on the front steps of the mansion with a half done bottle of whiskey from his spot as he vaguely looks through responses to his video post. he'll reply to anyone who replies to him, and he's likely being an Ass as always to most unless he feels like flirting or being charming or convincing someone else to get drunk as hell with him.
later on, he finishes the bottle, turns up the music inside the mansion, and he holds his own damn dance party in the front foyer. music blasting. mostly shirtless dancing is a go.]
video.
Not plying yourself with alcohol is suggested, actually.
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Really? Who suggests that? It wasn't in anyone's oh-so-welcoming Welcome Speech.
[he tilts his bottle up a bit in her direction] Is it just you?
video.
[ it's your first day in wonderland and you're already trashed?? what if an event was underway? what then? she's not even angry. she's disappointed~. ]
Things happen around here in the blink of an eye and you want to be ready for it.
video.
[damon lifts his hands up on either side of himself. the one hand still has the bottle of whiskey in it, meeting her gaze with that narrowed, smirk-y look of his. that complicated, tangled mix of feelings wrapped around his chest like a noose whenever he looks at her (and really lets himself look).]
And if that's the case, people are lucky I was dropped on through when I was. Don't you think you deserve to relax just a little, Elena?
video.
Have you forgotten where we are? You did read the manual, right?
[ they're in a mansion that steals their memories a pocket dimension away and so far, no one has found a way home. she thinks she's entitled to a little concern here. he's taking this way too breezily. but then, elena is not convinced damon believes this is real. ]
video.
No, I could not forget we are in Wonderland with the evil queen and mirrors and... Alice running around somewhere. Does that mean we all fell down the rabbit hole?
[he sways a bit, leaning back against the wall that he's leaning on and smiling winningly at whatever poor soul decided to get v drunk with him]
I skimmed the manual. [no, he can't really say he believes any of this is real, but if this is a dream, it's not one of his best either. elena would be one of the ones dancing with him if that were the case (the only one dancing with him-
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[ DDD:< why does wonderland hate her so much ]
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[cause yeah, he's not all-aboard the belief train here. obviously, he's tripping. had some tainted blood or something.] Thank God, I have your sage witchy advice to point me in the right direction.
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A hundred and fourteen days. [ who's counting? ] And you're always in bad form. You should take this more seriously.
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That is a very specific count, and yet you and Nancy Drew are still here. I thought with your powers combined especially with your very magical abilities... you'd have found a way back by now. [he leans back with a little smile, toasting his drink in bonnie's direction. you and elena both with your judgy faces.] Clearly, you were just waiting for me to contribute. Why? Taking this seriously hasn't helped you or Elena get home in 114 days....
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what is swooping toward damon while he dances is that a tiny airplane
what??? why is it green???
where did it even come from though
but look oh hey!!!!
it's a dollar gj buddy tuck that in your waistband for keeps ]
Didn't realize we were getting a show today...
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dollars don't mean anything in wonderland, but they do wonders for his already inflated ego. he takes the dollar bill, slipping it into the waistband of his pants.
because yeah, he's keeping it.]
Here I thought waking up in Wonderland took all the surprise out of life.
[the smirk on his face widens into a cocky smile. the music blasts.] Just providing a public service to remind people, there are still surprises waiting around every corner.
You're welcome.
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[ she's content to watch for now, settling against the wall and being none too shy about it. ]
So what's the occasion? New, or back from your first death?
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[damon tilts the bottle in her direction before he saunters over her way. his gaze drifts over her very openly. no shyness here.]
Very, very new. Also, almost positive I'm dreaming.... in which case, you'll start removing articles of your clothing and dancing too any second now.
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Hmmm hate to burst your bubble, then. [ she keeps the bottle and brushes past him to dance on her own, boots scuffing the tile and hips swaying under dark denim as she spins to keep him in her sights. ] Prefer someone else doing the taking.
[ she takes another swig and then holds the bottle at arm's length. ]
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sometimes damon manages both at the same time.]
That can easily be arranged. [he follows after her, reaching for the bottle that she holds out in his direction. he plucks it from her to have another drink as he erases the distance between them with a smile]
It's a miracle. Someone in Wonderland who thinks it's okay to have a good time.
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idk if you're cool with this so if not i'll rewrite ♥♥♥
so super cool. never rewrite :')
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so he brings damon another bottle and flops down beside him. ]
So. Mystic Falls, huh?
[ idk look the canon's gossipy and surely someone told each of them about the other???? ]
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honest. damon lifts an impressed eyebrow when marcel brings over another bottle and flops beside him. a light snort leaves damon.]
Yeah, that hellhole. New Orleans, huh?
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Mhmm. The Big Easy indeed. You ever been?
[ he cracks the label and takes a swig before holding it out toward damon. ]
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Once. A long time ago. Wasn't the greatest time. [from the whole experience having a vampire sired to him, willing to do anything he said with great enthusiasm, and his leaving her there to count bricks cause what else does one do about that?
except be a colossal idiot apparently.]
But that was probably just me. Sounds like it's more your cup of tea.
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[ is he maybe a little bit implying that you couldn't cut it? how rude. marcel smiles, warm and yet sharp. ]
But you know how it is, right? You're born somewhere, you got roots you can't just trade up.
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[damon did not miss the implication there, but he's been called so much worse and he has a bottle of alcohol so]
You can't just cut out of you like a tumor. Mystic Falls. [his reasons for returning had all to do with katherine, and then he never could leave. because of elena.] So what's the old city really like? For someone who is special enough to get it?
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god you make me wanna app him now
bwahahaha :")
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