[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?
In my neck of the woods? The blood flows free and the party only stops if I says it does. And I pretty much don't.
[ marcel's standard pitch is definitely rather rose-colored, but he wouldn't be much of a salesman if it wasn't. problem is, he figures that's all damon cares about. ]
It's a town built by pirates, Damon. Entertainment's the name of the game.
So you're in control of the whole damn city? Must be nice. But I mean, there's the whole complications with the Originals, right?
[damon's heard through the grapevine, but he doesn't really know the details. his own experience with the originals was only just beginning~]
When you put it that way, it's hard to let those bad memories win out... [the bad memory of siring someone to his ass... right] This place could use more entertainment. Actual entertainment.
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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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[ marcel's standard pitch is definitely rather rose-colored, but he wouldn't be much of a salesman if it wasn't. problem is, he figures that's all damon cares about. ]
It's a town built by pirates, Damon. Entertainment's the name of the game.
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[damon's heard through the grapevine, but he doesn't really know the details. his own experience with the originals was only just beginning~]
When you put it that way, it's hard to let those bad memories win out... [the bad memory of siring someone to his ass... right] This place could use more entertainment. Actual entertainment.
god you make me wanna app him now
[ no offense cami don't worry he loves you ]
More dancing and less commiserating wouldn't kill these people.
bwahahaha :")
[for once. he leans back, taking a deeper drink from the bottle]
A little music, a lot more alcohol.
D:
[ or would you like to engage in some action??? ]