Video - Seelie/Unseelie

[withbite]

[Drabwurld is treated to the sight of one Damon Salvatore, peering into the locket to make sure it was on, giving it a testing tap just because.]

Testing, testing... is this on? Really? Lockets aren't really my style. I'm more of a ring kind of guy.

[This isn't locked to just one side or the other, or anyone in particular since he's no notion of who's here, other than the few from the feast he'd met.]

Now that I have your undivided attention, I need to address a concern of mine. I have... certain dietary requirements that need to be met and I need volunteers. Well, I don't really, but I'm more curious as to who might be willing to offer a little of themselves here and there. The more the merrier, since I can be quite... insatiable, depending on my mood.

[Or how injured he might be. Or angry. Or... whatever. Damon leaned towards the mercurially mooded type, so it really depended on the day. Or minute.]

Nice little infestation you have, by the way. Good to know even fairies have pests. Giant worms. How... cute.

[He doesn't even attempt to hide the eyeroll, but he does end the transmission with a little wave and a smirk.]

Serious offers only. I'm not here to answer all your questions and do tricks for people who are bored. You want entertainment? Go piss off the minotaur.

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[martyrs]

[ there's a surprised and confused "Damon?!" on the tip of her tongue, but that's not what she responds with, nope ]

You're asking for volunteers? Really?

[ she's super relieved to see him, really, she is. but. how is that a good idea? they should be asking about a blood bank, or a hospital. something. something not people-volunteering, that's what. ]

[withbite]

[There's a moment where he's still, like he gets when he's processing something he doesn't like or he's surprised and trying not to show it. Then he's giving her a very familiar smile.]

Elena, did you follow me all the way to fairy land? I'm touched, really, but you should probably just... go back home.

[Away from here with all of its unknown elements. Why the hell were you here, Elena? God, ruin everything.]

[martyrs]

[ there's a :o! face, a gasp ] You know, you're right. I totally didn't think of trying that at all. Let me get right on it. [ then there's a big DUH face for you. one that's quickly replaced by a more neutral face, a okay no seriously though expression ]

I didn't see you at the welcoming dinner, I thought- I thought I was stuck here by myself.

[ with all these people! but no, she means without anyone from home, right. ]

[withbite]

Didn't you pay attention, Elena? There's two sides here and I'm willing to bet you're on the good one.

[He hadn't seen her at the Unseelie feast and if she'd been there, he would have. Not to mention that Elena didn't fit in with that court and he knew without a shadow of a doubt that she was in the other castle with the other faction.]

Where do you think all the bad boys go?

[martyrs]

Yeah, but-

[ no, it hadn't occured to her that if any of her friends from home showed up here, they would be on the opposite side. for some reason she had it in her head that she wouldn't know whoever it was they were supposed to fight, that they would be native to this place. obviously she was wrong, and it's probably written all over her face how not okay she is with that ]

They're expecting us to fight each other?

[ on what planet is that ok ]

No, no way.

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[aliased]

You eat people?

[withbite]

[Who let the first graders in? Not that he'd change his wording, or personality for that matter, but maybe this 'kid' wasn't so much of a kid after all. Imp? Changeling? Four hundred year old vampire? He hadn't met anyone stupid enough to change a child in his world, but that didn't mean someone couldn't.]

If I did, you'd barely be a snack.

[aliased]

Only wildlings eat people. Or those who've gone mad.

[withbite]

Then it's a good thing I don't eat people.

[He grinned at her, flashing white teeth and wondering exactly what she was.]

[aliased]

Then what are you talking about?

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[boutant]

[ She knew it. ]

And you expect us to do it for free?

[ trying real hard not to let how smug she is at being right show nbd ]

[withbite]

Mm, I could make it worth your while, if you're the one offering. But I don't have access to my bank here, so money's not going to be an option.

[boutant]

I'd need to know your definition of "worth my while".

[withbite]

One I don't think you're interested in, which is a shame, because I'm very, very good at it.

[boutant]

You're going to starve if that's the only thing you're offering.

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[amplified]

( Ooh. Attractive guy! With attitude. But also with... Um. Issues. She wrinkles her nose and frowns. Dietary requirements needing a volunteer? )

So if you have to have people volunteer to give you a little of themselves, what does that make you, exactly?

[withbite]

Polite? I would figure I'd get points for asking instead of just taking.

[Hello, redheaded teenager who looked like they might be missing their lattes and Prada.]

[amplified]

( She totally misses Prada and lattes. The caffeine deprivation isn't pretty. She's starting to miss her makeup stash, too. Going to have to look into faerie cosmetics soon, don'tcha know. )

Besides polite. What are you, that you require human anything as a dietary supplement?

[withbite]

I might be willing to share that in a more personal meeting. If someone asked nice enough.

[amplified]

( She considers this, for a moment. Because he's pretty cute. And she's pretty curious. And it wouldn't be the first time she used her charms to get something she wanted out of someone else... )

Just how personal are we talking, hmm?

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[altercate]

You're asking an awful lot without anything to back it up.

[withbite]

[Ooh, someone was shy. And sounded like they didn't get impressed with much. Damon gave just as many fucks.]

What do you want, a song and dance? Are you intending to offer, or is this just you being nosy, hmm?

[altercate]

I want more details before I offer you anything.

[ let's be real, derek isn't really going to offer anything. ]

[withbite]

[He rolled his eyes, not caring if the owner of the grumpy voice saw it or not.]

What sort of details?

[altercate]

A little of what, exactly?

[ like let's cut to the chase, what are you looking for man ]