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ᴀ ᴛɪɴʏ sǫᴜɪsʜʙᴇᴀɴ. ([personal profile] interpersonal) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2016-08-01 12:01 am

call yourself a living girl.

who | elena gilbert + you
where | the entrance hall + around.
when | throughout august.
rating | tba? prose + brackets equally welcome.
summary | elena returns from her canon update. then there is a catch-all post for the month of august. then there is a literary question. give me everything.
the story |
a r r i v a l.

[ a young woman stands in the middle of your entrance hall, eway.

she is decked out in formal wear, and for a beat or two, looks very confused. a dozen tiny pieces of her heart, all of them belonging to wonderland, start falling back into place. it is with effort elena shakes off a sense of displacement. months went by where she could not, for the life of her, remember this place. months.

in mystic falls, that's several lifetimes.

elena turns in place, almost lightheaded with an overwhelming feeling. she's heard the stories. she's listened to other people's experiences. wonderland is a revolving door: with every swivel, people come, and then they go.

and sometimes they come back again.

don't mind the girl in the ball gown storming the proverbial castle. the mansion is eerily quiet, and she needs to make sure she isn't the only one left standing.
]

a u g u s t.

[ it doesn't take long for elena to pick up where she left off. sure, life back home is a roller coaster and then some, but when is it not? life doesn't stop, and neither does elena. she refuses to wallow. refuses to linger on what she can't change—yet. throughout the month, she settles back into some kind of routine. she jogs every morning, bright and early. she stops by the coffee shop afterward for her daily fix. every other evening, she hits the gym; there's a sandbag with her name on it, and elena pummels it with more skill than she used to.

you can thank alaric saltzman (and faith lehane) for that last one.

bump into her during any and all of these instances. alternatively, feel free to ask ella to write a better more specific starter for your character. ♥
]

n e t w o r k.

[ okay, so she keeps busy. elena is a busy bee if there ever was one. if she isn't doing her nancy drew thing in hopes of uncovering wonderland's secrets, she's checking in on her loved ones, helping evelyn at the library, or preparing herself for wonderland's upcoming events. but her trip back home has left her restless and somewhat uneasy.

it means sleep is hard to come by.

it means elena is at the library, curled up on her favorite brown leather chair, with a shawl at her feet. she turns her device on and activates the text feature, addressing any and all night owls still awake.
]

Does anyone have any book recommendations? I'm not picky with genres, as long as the writer has something interesting to say. [ in lieu of her network post, there is always stumbling on her at the library proper. she'll be roaming the stacks in search of her next read. ]

goeth: (RtAUOws)

do you want the truth or something beautiful?

[personal profile] goeth 2016-09-01 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"What was she doing? Look at her. She was..." Bonnie purses her lips in thought, swiftly ignoring her forgetfulness regarding the details of Esther's existence.

"Doing recon?" Right? Because Elena definitely wasn't doing something stupid. It's Elena!

...Oh. Right.
eyething: (d i s p l e a s e d)

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[personal profile] eyething 2016-09-05 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"She what?"

Alarming is underestimating his reaction to what she says. Damon swallows, shaking his head when she elaborates, because he doesn't trust it. He doesn't trust the woman, needing only a drop, but it's far beyond him. It's not here. It's not.

"Both father and mother so willing to kill him."

It's murmured in a low voice.
goeth: (andsoisyourface_bonnie_0607457kg54)

do you want the truth or something beautiful?

[personal profile] goeth 2016-09-05 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Elena!" Bonnie's voice raises alongside Damon's initial comment in a cacophonous harmony. But it is laced with concern of a different sort. Doppelganger blood-- surely a powerful component in any spell? As a witch, Bonnie finds herself oddly protective of the blood.

As Elena's friend, the protective streak is hardly odd.