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Who: Damon Salvatore + OTA (but he's going to attack people who annoys him, just so you know)
Where: around mansion
When: 24th of July - 30th of July
Rating: PG-13 at least
Summary: Elena disappeared. Damon is a mess.
The Story:
Damon cannot find Elena anywhere. Never mind that the last time he saw her she was defending the asshole that tried to kill him. She is nowhere in the mansion at all, and Damon searches each and every single corner for her, busting down doors, looking for her wherever he can look as he drinks from multiple bottles of bourbon. He always has one in hand as he darts around the mansion, shoving down doors, rough housing people who might know where Elena's at. No one has satisfying answers.
He's dangerous.
He's angry.
He's not to be messed with at the moment, tearing down the hallways, flipping over shelves and anything that happens to be in his way in his anger, in his sheer frustration
and refusal to accept. He leaves a path of destruction wherever he goes, broken tables, holes in walls, a path of destruction left behind him. Broken doors and broken walls.
Damon doesn't give a fuck.
Where: around mansion
When: 24th of July - 30th of July
Rating: PG-13 at least
Summary: Elena disappeared. Damon is a mess.
The Story:
Damon cannot find Elena anywhere. Never mind that the last time he saw her she was defending the asshole that tried to kill him. She is nowhere in the mansion at all, and Damon searches each and every single corner for her, busting down doors, looking for her wherever he can look as he drinks from multiple bottles of bourbon. He always has one in hand as he darts around the mansion, shoving down doors, rough housing people who might know where Elena's at. No one has satisfying answers.
He's dangerous.
He's angry.
He's not to be messed with at the moment, tearing down the hallways, flipping over shelves and anything that happens to be in his way in his anger, in his sheer frustration
and refusal to accept. He leaves a path of destruction wherever he goes, broken tables, holes in walls, a path of destruction left behind him. Broken doors and broken walls.
Damon doesn't give a fuck.
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"Yeah. Except there's less buffer between you two here." It comes with none of Bonnie's pride and all of her nothing. She doesn't hate Damon right now; that would require some semblance of emotion. Blame on it rising from the dead recently but gosh.
She sure does nothing Damon right now.
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At any other time, he would have lashed back out, but he had meant it even if he didn't say the words out loud (he would take all her anger, he would take whatever she lashed out at him with, he would take it all). This hurts worse than the aneurysm. This is the same words the mirror!Elena gives him daily, and he always looks. He always flips it around to read them each time until he gets so upset he tears it to bits. He breaks the mirrors in his room into glass shards but it reforms again. He looks again every single time like he's seeking it out (and he is).
She says the words. He freezes so suddenly, abruptly, staring at his burning hands as his eyes burn. He turns off the water. He doesn't look at her.
"Let me know if you want me to uncompel your boyfriend."
It's the last thing he says before he leaves.
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The door slams shut behind Damon, and she's left alone with nowhere to direct the anger anymore. Her thoughts turn to the journal Elena had gotten her when they first got here. Then they turn to the grimoires she'd foolishly scooped up at the price of memories she can't count.
Bonnie's been making terrible calls long before Damon Salvatore joined them in Wonderland. Before the future came calling one by one. Before she'd arrived here at all, Bonnie had attempted to assume control of decisions far bigger than she is.
She'd told Damon that her choices weren't his; funny, how she doesn't seem to have a problem letting him bear their ugly weight.