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Vicki Donovan (vampwithissues) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-12-31 02:43:00

Entry tags:

damon salvatore, vicki donovan

Who: Vicki Donovan and Damon Salvatore.
What: Once upon a time, Damon was bored and made a vampire. Now he's kind of responsible for her.
Where: Near the library.
When: After this.
Rating: Status.
Status: In progress.

Vicki Donovan had always been awful at things like self control and doing what she was told, even when she was human. The drugs and the whole fucking jerks like Tyler thing should have made that pretty obvious even to people who didn't know her. Being a vampire, and wanting to snack on pretty much everyone she saw...except that one homeless guy because he looked really gross, meant those issues were magnified. But Damon had told her to wait for him, so she would. Against all logic, she liked Damon. Okay, the guy had attacked her like...three times, and he'd fucked with her head more than once, and he'd turned her into a vampire. But she still liked him. Never let it be said that she was the kind of person to make good life choices. That was Matt's job.

She darted away from the library at the first opportunity, thank god for vampire speed, and ducked into a convenience store to wait for Damon. There was a pile of ash near the door which she was pretty sure had been a person once, and that was really gross, and she didn't really see anyone around. God, she wanted to eat someone. Remembering something Damon had said in one of their failtastic Vampire 101 lessons, she made her way to the back to the back. Oh thank god. She pulled out a couple six packs of those malt drinks and took them back to the front, hopping up on the counter and downing one in practically one swallow before opening another. Might as well do something while she waited, and this was better than caffeine.

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itsnotinme
2010-12-31 08:21 am UTC (link)

Of all the people that Damon had contemplated ending up here, Vicki Donovan was not one of them. Dead and buried several times over, she hadn't even crossed his mind as a potential arrival, and the fact that she was here now, at perhaps the worst possible time for a vampire who had yet to get their blood cravings under control to be out considering there was blood practically running through the streets, proved to be an issue that he wasn't exactly equipped to deal with. Caroline, for all her newness, seemed to actually have some semblance of self-control and no need for his assistance (a fact that he was rather immensely grateful for considering he was still rather awkward about the whole idea and had yet to even venture the topic of just how much she hated him now that she was aware of just how much of a dick he was), but Vicki... Vicki was a whole different story.

Barely dodging the beam of one of the Toclafane's guns, tucking behind a dumpster for a brief moment of cover, Damon strained his hearing, attempting to pick something up over the sounds of destruction and the screams of horror, pain, and desperation ringing out at odd intervals. Another block closer to the library, and he finally did register something: the clanging of empty glass bottles as they were discarded.

Well, at least the kid had some idea how to keep the demons at bay.

Following that sound, Damon was able to locate the convenience store easily, slipping through the doors and trying his best not to look as amused as he was at the sight of seeing her ever so unphased while everyone was being massacred outside. It really was no wonder the Stefan approach didn't work.

"You know, it's amazing how easy it is to shoplift when the store's attendant's been turned to dust."

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vampwithissues
2010-12-31 08:45 am UTC (link)

Vicki just gave a little shrug and glanced over at him with a smile. "Probably for the best," she said. "If they'd been here I'd probably have eaten them. And then Stefan would look at me like I shot his dog and I'd get a lecture. But on second thought...if Stefan had a dog, it would probably be his lunch. And let's hope he doesn't get too emotionally invested in his food."

She shifted over and held out one of the bottles to Damon. "What's going on out there?" she asked. "And for that matter, where are we? You never mentioned freaky acid trip teleporting was a vampire power." She glanced outside. "What are those things anyway? It's like we fell into a really bad sci-fi show." She paused. "And I know I'm talking way too much, but I'm kinda freaking out here, so give me a pass or something."

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itsnotinme
2010-12-31 08:57 am UTC (link)

"Lucky for you, Stefan's not here to attempt to babysit," Damon said, taking the bottle and popping the lid, taking a long swig before steadying himself to attempt an explanation. And an attempt was probably all he was going to be able to manage. "Freaky acid trip teleporting isn't. Apparently, we're on another planet. One that can pull people in here in screwy time line breaking ways," He said, glancing out the sliding glass doors towards the street.

"And those things are called Toclafane, and as far as I can determine, they are from some really bad sci-fi show. The details are still a bit sketch. Can't say I've been paying too much attention. Just staying inside and avoiding the lasers that can turn you into... Well, that," Damon said, gesturing at the pile of ash by the door. "But I think we can get back unscathed. If we run." Though, that was probably a given. It was hardly as though they were going to poke about when there were murderous shiny objects about.

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vampwithissues
2010-12-31 09:23 am UTC (link)

"Oh thank god!" Vicki didn't really mean to sound quite so relieved, but she wasn't sure she could deal with the younger Salvatore's particular brand of holier than thou bullshit right now. "I mean, don't get me wrong. He's all earnest and soulful and he probably helps old ladies cross the street and shit and I want to like him, but he's just so uptight and judgmental and I mostly just want to throw things at his giant forehead." She jumped behind the counter and grabbed a pack of cigarettes and a lighter? While she was at it, she opened the door and grabbed some cash. What? She was dead, not...well...dead. It was called practicality.

"So we're stuck in sci-fi land and nobody knows why and there's evil metal balls trying to kill everyone?" she asked, just to make sure they were clear. She paused a moment then grinned. "Well at least it's not something really silly like a small town with vampires. I mean that would be stretching the suspension of disbelief a little too much." She sighed. "Guess we'd better get going. Please tell me there's something or...you know...someone to eat at your place."

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itsnotinme
2010-12-31 09:34 am UTC (link)

"No biting the roommate," Damon said, raising a finger as if he was really trying to make a point, but he failed rather hard at being the serious, lectury type. "I actually like this one, and I'd rather not give him a reason to be tetchy," He said, knocking back the rest of his drink before eyeing her and raising the empty bottle. "Go ahead. Take it all. Nobody's going to miss it," He said, tossing the bottle into the trashcan behind the counter and heading over to the freezer, grabbing another case. "While I'm out..."

"Stefan means well," Damon said, pausing a moment and grabbing a second case as well. They were probably going to be trapped in the apartment for awhile. There was no sense in letting an opportunity go to waste. "He means well, but he really does go about it all wrong. The bunnies and the self denial, it's really just a holding pattern for a disaster to happen," Like what happened the last time that he got his hands on the real stuff. "It's a lot better if you get used to the real stuff, get used to the cravings, and learn how to control them. And the only way to do that is not to deny it," He said, turning back to her with a wry smile. "And yeah, I've stocked up. It's only bagged, but it'll do until the battlefield clears up outside."

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vampwithissues
2010-12-31 09:44 am UTC (link)

"Yessir!" Vicki said and gave a little salute, before favoring Damon with a small but genuine smile. "I promise not to bite your roommate...unless he asks nicely, in which case no promises. I mean...I get that there's got to be lines. I wouldn't want anyone biting Matt or Jer or anyone I actually liked either. I know I haven't really been the best student, but I'm going to try. At least you don't make me feel like I suck all the time...pun totally not intended." She stuck the cash in her pocket, put a couple packets of cigarettes in her jacket, and finally grabbed one of the plastic bags behind the counter and filled it with some snack food, like this was the weirdest shopping trip ever. What? She was starving.

"It's like I said," she said, unwrapping a Snicker's bar and taking a bite, "I want to like the guy, and he's got the puppy dog boy scout thing down, but he's so freaking judgmental. Him and Elena both. And she's not perfect. She's really not. She did a fucking tap dance on my brother's heart and then she has the nerve to try and tell me I'm not good for Jer when I care about him? It's bullshit." She sighed. "But I can bitch later, once we're somewhere farther away from those things. So lead on or whatever. I'll try and keep up." And she totally could. She was pretty damn fast after all.

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itsnotinme
2011-01-01 02:08 am UTC (link)

She seemed...better than she had been, but Damon could only attribute that to a lack of proximate to Jeremy as well as a great deal of alcohol calming the worse of the urges that had to have been popping up. Maybe he could take this opportunity actually teach her how to balance these things before objects of temptation showed up to knock them off kilter.

"Stefan has self-righteously judgmental down to an artform. Especially when he's hardly the angel that he pretends to be," Damon said, flashing her a smile before nodding and taking off, figuring that she'd follow and knowing that she at least had that part down without any trouble.

Arriving back at the apartment, Damon breathed a momentary sigh of relief as he pushed open the door for Vicki to enter. There wouldn't be any issue here until they actually reached the apartment door. And then... Then it was a matter of convincing Ric that she was safe enough to let inside.

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vampwithissues
2011-01-03 08:17 pm UTC (link)

Really all it was was that Vicki had other things to focus on besides the hunger. And maybe the alcohol helped too. There was definitely a chance that Damon could actually teach her the right way of doing this before anything happened to fuck everything up. Then again, this city really loved to fuck things up, so it was hard to say.

"I guess it's the century and a half of practice," she said with a shrug, then followed him out of the store and back to the apartment building, dodging Toclafane and doing what they had to not to get killed. It would really suck if she got here just to die an hour later. Talk about a bad day.

She followed him up to his apartment and waiting until a pretty cute man opened the door. It was almost a shame Damon had said he was off limits. The man seemed to hesitate, then invited her in and she gave him a flirty little smile. What? She could look. She wasn't dead...well...not in the traditional sense.

"So," she said, as the guy left her and Damon on their own, saying something about going and checking up on 'the girls', "want to explain what the hell's going on? Because you kind of did earlier, but it wasn't a very good explanation."

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