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.

Comments

[withbite]

Maybe if you're the only one I can offer it to, but it might surprise you to know that there are plenty of people that actually find me attractive. Weird, huh?

[boutant]

They clearly haven't spent much time talking to you.

[withbite]

There's other ways to communicate that don't include talking, Kansas.

[boutant]

Talking with your hips doesn't exactly show off your charming [ read as: frustrating ] personality, Scarecrow.

[withbite]

Who says I'd just use my hips? Jumping straight to the money shot is boring, Dorothy. I'm very good with my mouth, with or without words.

[boutant]

[ why this why does she talk to you ]

Still doesn't solve the personality problem.

[withbite]

People can overlook a lot for good sex. Not to mention I can be nice when it suits me.

[boutant]

Actually nice or nice with your... [ gesture ] mouth?

[withbite]

Both, but I can be especially nice with my mouth.

[Look at that, he was even leaving a sort of hint, not really.]

[boutant]

Even when you're eating from your volunteers?

[ At least he doesn't actually eat the volunteers, based on his conversation with the girl. ]

[withbite]

Especially then.

[Another smile, complete with that thing he did with his eyes that pissed Elena off so much.]

[boutant]

No one likes a leech, Tin Man.

[ Damon doesn't necessarily have to be some sort of being that eats something physical from others, but it's an apt comparison all the same. ]

And using sex as payment is just tacky.

[withbite]

What else would you suggest I offer, hmm? A kidney? Maybe my soul? Sorry, Dorothy dreamer, but I'm not willing to give up that much for a meal. Besides, I can just take it anyway, but a little fun on both sides couldn't hurt.

[boutant]

You could try to take it.

[ And likely succeed, if he tried from her -- but there are others around more than capable of taking care of themselves. ]

And you could offer favors.

[withbite]

[Possibly, but that's where compulsion came in handy.]

I could, but again, too much work for too little.

[boutant]

You're going to wither away and I'm not going to feel bad.

[ Only she will, actually, and she knows it. ]

What are you willing to offer? Other than what we've already discussed.

[withbite]

That depends. What do you want?

[Said with heavy innuendo.]

[boutant]

[ JUST GOING TO... IGNORE THAT... ]

You don't happen to know how to use the sort of weapons they have around here, do you?

[withbite]

I haven't bothered looking. What kind of weapon were you thinking of attempting to pick up?

[boutant]

Crossbow and knives.

[ She sort of already grabbed them. Good thing, too, considering the little walk she's going on with Grell and Anders. ]

[withbite]

Those happen to be weapons I'm... very familiar with.

[Especially recently, having thrown Jeremy into Damon Boot Camp.]

[boutant]

I'm out right now [ and will shortly be attacked by worms ] but when I get back, maybe we could trade.

[withbite]

One lesson for what, a week's worth of... you?

[boutant]

That would depend on how good the lesson is.

[ Her little group is getting toward the end of the road, though. Ariadne doesn't know it yet, but she's going to get some practical experience with those weapons of hers sooner rather than later. ]

We can discuss the details when I'm back.

[withbite]

As good as everything I do.

Come back in one piece. I'll need as much of you as I can get. I'm more than a little peckish.