InsaneJournal

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.