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vikingly ([info]vikingly) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2013-10-16 18:18:00

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Entry tags:alex karev, annabelle, artemis crock, bart allen, brian moser, catherine halsey, damon salvatore, dexter morgan, elena gilbert, eric northman, euphemia li britannia, haruka tenoh, helen magnus, jack harkness, james watson, justin russo, kelly-087, kitty pryde (aoa), klara guildsen, korra, lacus clyne, lelouch vi britannia, liz forbes, lyle dylandy, malcolm reynolds, martha jones, mgann morzz, michiru kaiou, miranda lotto, penelope garcia, rebecca crane, richie foley, saetan sadiablo, sam winchester, sarah manning, seven of nine, sookie stackhouse, toul, tyki mikk, wally west, yuuki kuran, yuuri shibuya, zatanna zatara, zelgadis greywars, zero kiryuu

Evening 241 } Action } Open Mingle
[ As mentioned by the wardens yesterday, Eric is hosting a costume party. The Blood Shack is lit by candles for the evening (he remembers the last party he had being interrupted by a power outage) and a small buffet of sorts has been erected. It furnishes mostly hors d'oeuvre and finer foods, things that Caroline picked out as Eric hasn't a clue about human food.

There is blood on tap (naturally) as well as a full bar. Eric has made certain to include water, sodas, tea and various non-alcoholic drinks.

The jukebox is playing a variety of music, but patrons are always invited to pick out their own music. The dance floor has a disco ball and there's the ever present 'dancing' pole on stage if someone gets brave. Tables are scattered about as are sofas and chairs so that people have a choice where they sit.

Enjoy yourself, mix, mingle and admire everyone's costume and everyone is required to have a costume in order to be here. ]

[ooc: I've turned off replies so if you want Eric's attention please tag his thread. Mingle here, have fun and be merry? Everyone is invited, including and especially newbies. ]



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[info]matter
2013-11-07 11:33 am UTC (link)
[ it's not something she's considered, and knowing now gives her pause. she's not sure what she's supposed to take away from that -- but she cares to hear it and she does take from it. she wonders minutely how he handled it then. how he felt about it.

she doesn't ask. she will, maybe, but suddenly what's important to say is this:
] I had Rebekah compel me. [ it's been what's important. her lips part to say something more, but instead she watches for his reaction. ]

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[info]reaction
2013-11-07 08:12 pm UTC (link)
[ Well, that sure came out of nowhere. ] To do what?

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[info]matter
2013-11-07 08:22 pm UTC (link)
[ she bristles; just some. she has to explain. she knows that. (to give her back her choices. to give damon what he needs too.) ] I don't have to listen to the sire bond.

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[info]reaction
2013-11-07 08:41 pm UTC (link)
You don't have to listen to me. [ Like he'd ever expected her to is what the look on his face says. So he's a little hurt that she'd trust an Original over him, but whatever. Elena's always making the choices for herself. Her life. Her way. It's how it's always been. ]

So that's it? An Original's compulsion trumps sire bond? [ Where was an Original when you needed one back in the 40's, hm? ]

Is that all she compelled you to do?

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[info]matter
2013-11-07 08:50 pm UTC (link)
[ she doesn't say what she's thinking: that rebekah had no reason to compel her to do or think or feel anything else. she blinks, looking ahead at his chest. ] I remember it. [ she says it with surety, with finality.

her eyes lift to his. (she never has listened to him. she doesn't want to, not like that. yet there's space between them now; something feels severed.

she has regrets and desires she shouldn't have, for that link back. for... them to have figured it out, together.)
] And I don't know. I thought we should try it.

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[info]reaction
2013-11-07 09:23 pm UTC (link)
She might have compelled you to think that. [ What is he even supposed to get her to do? He's never attempted to test out the sire bond. ]

I guess you thought that if you'd told me about your little plan to get compelled out of the sire bond that I would have stopped you. [ Just like how all this would never have been necessary if he'd been there to save her instead of Stefan. It seems like all he ever does is try to take away her ability to decide things for herself. ]

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[info]matter
2013-11-07 10:05 pm UTC (link)
[ but she didn't. it's a non-issue in elena's mind, what rebekah might have done. if they have anything in common... and what they have in common is a lot, one of those similarities is knowing what it's like to struggle for choices. so elena simply disregards the comment, licks her lips and shifts. ]

Yes. [ of course, yes. of course she knew damon wouldn't like it. maybe knowing that wasn't enough to stop her. still -

she could have convinced him. she knows that.
] And maybe I wanted to do it for myself. [ the moment she says the words, she knows they are the truth. why she contacted rebekah, why she didn't tell damon. not because he wouldn't have wanted her to - no.

she exhales unevenly.
]

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[info]reaction
2013-11-07 10:12 pm UTC (link)
[ There's obviously no point in saying anything else considering what's done is done and all she needs is a confirmation that Rebekah's compulsion is in full working order so-- ]

What do you need me to do? Tell you to go fetch me a drink because that would make me happy?

Because it would. [ No, it wouldn't. Nothing about this is good. She's under an Original's compulsion. ]

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[info]matter
2013-11-07 10:20 pm UTC (link)
[ at her choice. her decision. that matters. of course it's not what she wants; none of this is what she wants and none of it is good -- but it was her option. the option she decided to choose.

she knows it's not what would make him happy. that he's not happy. (she's not either.)
] I think you have to mean it, Damon.

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[info]reaction
2013-11-07 10:27 pm UTC (link)
I so did mean it. [ No, he didn't. Also -- he's a toddler. Deal with it. ] The compulsion thingy must be working. Congratulations, Elena.

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[info]matter
2013-11-07 10:46 pm UTC (link)
[ damon's a toddler. must be a day ending in 'y.' elena scoffs, shakes her head. (she definitely doesn't want to get him a drink, but maybe she'd use one herself.)

she makes to move through him, her arm against his chest, but she's turning back before she even makes a step away from him. something's undone inside her. she's not afraid of the truth. she hasn't been, not since she admitted to this, to loving him; what could have reflected on her worse?

(wanting to rip into people and drain them.)
] You know, I wanted this, Damon. Sired or not, I... [ she trails off, shakes her head, her eyes shining in the low light.

sired or not, she wanted him.
] I wanted to figure it out together. [ not turn away. ]

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[info]reaction
2013-11-07 11:08 pm UTC (link)
Well. There's nothing to figure out. [ There's either her being sired to him because he doubts they'd ever find a witch who can help break the sire bond or -- now this. Her being compelled not to listen to him ever. ]

And now you've gone and solved it. You're free.

For as long as Rebekah keeps her end of this deal.

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[info]matter
2013-11-07 11:33 pm UTC (link)
[ free. she can't argue with the meaning of the word, nor the truth in it, no matter how and why she'd like to. (choosing to be with him made her feel free; this feels different. it's choice she's had to made because there were so few.)

her hand has fallen, dropped to his arm. it's there she notices it. her fingers are curl slightly into the sleeve of his jacket before she exhales, full of frustrations, and lets her arm drop.

nothing to figure out. fine. it's solved and she's free. check. she depended on rebekah. she's fine with all that.

she raises her gaze to his.
] Dance with me.

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[info]reaction
2013-11-07 11:57 pm UTC (link)
[ He's so not in the mood for a dance, but instead of mouthing out a protest, he takes her hand and leads her to the dance floor.

What's the point of pursuing anything while they're stuck here really if they're just going to get screwed by the stabilizer time and time again? And it seems all he ever does these days is wait for the arrival of more bad news.
]

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[info]matter
2013-11-08 12:51 pm UTC (link)
[ he's right; this is all fleeting. elena knows it, feels it, lives and breathes it just as he is. just as they did back home. there they might have had a target to fight, a way to fight, but here all they have is people.

he's not in the mood, she knows it, but it's what she wants. (and he gives her that.) his hand in hers is still solid, and he's here and real when they stop in a cluster of bodies. she finds his gaze just a moment (she wants to give him what he wants too, despite all of this, with all of this) before stepping close, her hand hooking over his shoulder.

it's quiet where they are somehow, she takes a few moments to cling to that bittersweet happiness, the welcome ache she feels from being next to him, holding him. she exhales, and it's weighty; (she's longed for him.) a smile touches her lips and she feels the texture of his jacket.
] Which war was this?

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