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elena gilbert (matter) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2015-01-12 08:13:00

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damon salvatore, dexter morgan, elena gilbert, katherine pierce, kitty pryde (aoa), martha jones, rose, sam winchester

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[ elena is neither bright-eyed nor bushy-tailed this morning. on the contrary, she’s shaken, unspeakably confused, and even a bit angry. her brown eyes convey that much, though she’s taken some time to look around and calm down -- but only comparatively. ] Look, I’ve heard the message, and the charges against me or whatever. [ she looks off the side, incredulous -- and frankly in shock. ] So, this is an underwater- [ wow she can’t even get ‘prison’ out. saying it makes it real or her crazy, right? ]

You know, let’s just start with: Hey, I’m Elena, and is this some horrible dream?

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[ elena doesn't know where else to go. she woke up on the ground in the middle of a park, knowing she wasn't anywhere she should be even before her crimes were being listed off from some foreign device in her ear. she'd flinched and pulled it off, looking at the communicator in her hands, her heart starting to speed in her chest. she took a look around: at the benches, the trees, the shops, and the impossibly high dome ceiling.

now she's up, walking around the so far empty block in a daze. is this damon? she thinks -- or stefan? where is he? she'd can't yet grasp the reality of the situation, struggling to reconcile it with what she knows: vampires.

she stops at the storefront, and the smell of coffee, drawn like a beacon to some activity -- and where people would go, right? she walks inside, her eyes widening at the bots behind the counter. ]

ooc: catch elena oh-so-politely trying to talk to the bots at bean crushers or run into her on the street!

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matter
2015-01-13 03:30 pm UTC (link)

[ she's thrown: the first person to reply to her and it's with her name. her lips part and she wants to ask how again, why, and how is this still possible? but kitty has already explained. the unsettling feeling that still accompanies this is hard to control, but she gets to the bottom line -- mostly because she sees no other way to handle this.

(and he's telling her it's okay. even though it's not. nothing about this seems to be, but that he would say it means something, even if it doesn't work.)

she pulls in a breath. ] I think I already got most of it.

Kitty said people would know me. [ the practicality of that statement is thrown into doubt because she's is forever unsettled at this point. ] Some other me, I guess. Hi.

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tallerthanthou
2015-01-17 04:04 am UTC (link)

[At this point the lack of recognition is such a familiar sting that he barely even processes it, but it's there under the skin.]

I guess you've already heard some of the explanation. [There's a fleeting smile.] There's probably no good way to show up in a place like this, but for what it's worth you—or some other you—was well liked. [He says that as much as he can with a "by everyone" inflection. Even if there was definitely liking from him specifically.]

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matter
2015-01-26 03:41 pm UTC (link)

Well, that's... [ she doesn't know what that is. it's hard to see the compliment when elena is too busy trying to work through the discomfort of being known let alone liked, of living, without knowing the people who know her, without knowing this other her.

she puts it out of her mind, shoves it off to the side -- has to. she'll go crazy. whoever this girl was, whoever she was or is, isn't who she is now. her brow furrowed, she looks down, and then back up to sam. ] So we knew each other? We were... friends? [ and yet the burning curiosity, the desire to know everything, is something she can't resist. and maybe it's easier to ask about him than it is to ask about her. ]

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	tallerthanthou 2015-01-31 11:52 pm UTC (link)
	That's right. We were friends. [There was just a beat of hesitation before the word comes out. The last thing that happened when they were still them and she remembered everything happened in a dream. It wasn't real, but now he knows all of this is kind of like a dream and it's just a lot to take in and they never got to talk about it.] We have some things in common. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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