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Tweak says, "sweet boy"

Vlad Drăgoi {Dracula} (nobleblood) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-06-11 17:42:00

Entry tags:

dracula, estella

Who: Vlad and Darcy
What: Another case of the elevator bringing people together
Where: The elevator
When: Sometime this afternoon
Warnings: Probably none

For the first time in months, things had been... quiet. After getting Boyd's note, he'd expected for either Rosalie or Daniel - or even both - to contact him demanding details, but he hadn't heard from either of them. He wasn't sure what to make of that, but refrained from contacting them himself. At some point he realized that he was going to have to talk to Daniel, considering the way they'd left things, but the more time the man had to cool off the better.

The nice weather meant that Cain and Abel grew increasingly restless at being kept indoors, but at least they were an excuse for him to get some exercise during the day rather than at night. It was hard to feel connected to Dracula under the blinding sun that he so detested. Today, however, he'd taken the dogs for a walk first before going out once more for business purposes - knowing that they were there with Helena when he wasn't reassured him - which involved incompetent contractors and a young lawyer who thought far too much of himself. By the time he returned to Bellum, to say Vlad was not in the best of moods would have been an understatement.

He chose the stairs, and it took him twelve flights to realize that he'd left his cell phone at his office. "Damn it!" His voice was loud in the empty stairwell, and in frustration he decided to take the elevator rather than turning around and walking all over again. He pressed the Lobby button and waited with a scowl, hoping that the stupid machine would do what it was supposed to for once.

Of course, Vlad could never be that lucky. It stopped at the eighth floor, doors sliding open cheerfully.

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unrequitedcharm
2010-06-12 12:31 am UTC (link)

Darcy had been keeping mostly to herself, after all what else was she supposed to do? Estella spent one night a month complaining and Darcy spent the rest of the month trying to annoy her. For now however she was just running out for some groceries to stock her fridge with, and to get some fresh air.

She was surprised when the elevator didn't take long, everyone had warned her about it, but she didn't seem to have much problem at all, sometimes it was a bit slow but for the most part it took her exactly where she wanted to go. When it opened she was surprised to see someone in there, and even more surprised that it was someone she recognized. She almost didn't step in, but remembered quickly that she was probably a few seconds away from making an ass out of herself.

She didn't say anything, she didn't do much but smile and then put her head down as soon as she walked in and tried to keep herself from hyperventilating. This man in the elevator with her had a face that she had seen every single day of her life that she could remember. It was a picture staring back at her and a lifetime worth of checks that had put her through college, well the first three years in any case. That face had never been anything more than a picture and now it was a person. A person who, for all intents and purposes, was the closest thing she had to a Father and the only "suspect" she had as to who her Father might be.

Did he know her? She turned her head up just slightly as the door closed to see if there was any sort of reaction coming from him at all. She couldn't tell, then again she was suddenly so shy she didn't look for more than a split second. She almost opened her mouth to speak, to say hello, to say anything but she just knew nonsense would come flying out.

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nobleblood
2010-06-12 03:09 am UTC (link)

Vlad was fully prepared to press every button on the elevator panel until the damn thing moved, but he'd assumed that it stopped at random rather than for another passenger. He really wasn't in the socializing mood, but a quick glance at the girl who stepped inside didn't provoke any spark of recognition. She was probably a new tenant or simply someone he'd never spoken to. It could have been worse, and at least he wasn't obligated to talk to her; he did offer a smile, but it was nothing more than a polite smile between two people who happened to live in the same building.

He pressed the Lobby button again, waiting as the elevator doors closed and it reluctantly groaned into motion. It moved slowly, but at least it was moving. His sigh was barely audible, and he looked upwards in impatience before letting his gaze flicker back towards the girl. Upon first glance she hadn't seemed familiar, but the more he looked at her the more he felt as though he knew her from somewhere. It was a distant kind of familiarity, like a long-ago acquaintance or even someone he'd seen in a picture once or twice. Vlad told himself that he was being foolish, that there was no possible way he could know her, but the feeling just wouldn't go away.

A name might be more helpful, and he'd just opened his mouth to offer something along the lines of 'Are you new in the building?' when the elevator gave a sudden lurch and ground to a halt after a series of metallic grinding sounds. Dismay washed over him as he tried - and failed - to get it moving again. "Really?" he groaned. "This is unbelievable."