Video - Unseelie/Seelie (Post-dated to the 2nd)

[withbite]

[Hello there, Drabwurld. Have one slightly mussed vampire giving the locket a lazy smile. Is he calling from bed? Looks like. It may or may not be his own bed. Don't question that. Everything's covered, though, so no worries about scarring any delicate sensibilities.]

Some of you might recognize me, others might not. Either way, I'll keep this short and sweet. Since I'm back here again, I'm still going to need to fulfill those dietary requirements I mentioned last time. Which means donors.

[Not that he couldn't take what he wanted as he pleased, but he'd seen some of the things those here could do his last trip and the last thing he wanted was to find himself trying to have lunch with a witch and winding up with a few aneurysms for his trouble. Rude, witches.]

Again, only reply if you're either interested in offering or, I don't know, have a servant or whatever that's expendable. I'm not interested in playing twenty questions or show and tell.

[And that was as in depth as he planned on getting right now. People could offer or... he could get hungry enough to just take a risk and jump some hapless fairy. They were about the size of a juice box...]

Comments

[enthraller]

It's fine, it's not as if they were doing anything but waiting around back there anyway. If it doesn't cost me anything to make sure a person doesn't starve, then why shouldn't I do it?

[withbite]

I'm allergic to altruism, but I'll just consider it payment up front for something that I'll expect to be called on in the future. Whether I'll actually pay you back...

[Shrug.]

[enthraller]

[go ahead, say whatever you need to so that you can keep feeling cool.]

You're free to consider it a favor, if that makes you feel better about it.

[withbite]

[He's cool like... the coolest cool you've ever cooled, Sara.]

Mm, favors still mean I owe you. We'll see what comes up in the next little while.

[Hidden content: He didn't trust anyone here.]

[enthraller]

Of course.

[dude. you don't even want to know the shit he's just recently gone through. whatever comes up in the next little while, it can't be that bad.]

And for those of us who didn't already know you, did you plan on introducing yourself?

[withbite]

I suppose I can at least let you know who owes you. It's Stefan.

[He couldn't even get that out without smirking.]

Fine, fine. It's Damon. Damon Salvatore.

[enthraller]

[the joke falls a little flat, since he has no idea who that is.]

...So, which is it?

[withbite]

[Stefan, screwing him over even when he wasn't here.]

Damon Salvatore. Stefan's my brother, and if you knew him, you'd get the joke.

[enthraller]

If you say so.

[you make him glad he was an only child.]

My name is Saralegui, if you ever need to get in contact.

[withbite]

[Rude, Sara.]

Saralegui? What is that, French?

whoops ignore that

[enthraller]

"French"?

[what the fuck is a french]

Oh, I saw it all

[withbite]

French. You know, from France?

[Sara, come on. Keep up.]

hush

[enthraller]

[dude you're the one who needs to get with the multiuniversal program.]

...The geography of our worlds is likely very different. There's no place called France in my home world. I'm from Small Shimaron.

Um.. no. =D

[withbite]

Right. Okay. So, Saralegui from Shimmery Smallville, it's a pleasure doing business with you.

[enthraller]

[son, you're making him regret playing the altruist bit.]

...Of course.

[withbite]

[You'll come to love him or hate him, Sara. He's unrepentant.]

I'm going to go make a meal out of your offer now. Later.

[And that's the end of the conversation. Sorry, bro.]