Reality Crisis

Damon made his way back to the camp and into his tent which he now shared with Enigma. He was eager to see her and just hold her in his arms. It wasn't something that he normally wanted to do, but he really wanted to do it now. Damon had never experienced a lot of affection as a child. His mother had died when he was very young and his father had pretty much hated him. Katherine hadn't really been one to display her affection, perhaps because she had never truly cared about him. He stepped inside the tent and he walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her from behind and snuggling against her. "Hey, snuggle bunny," he said.

Enigma had fun with Eric, but the sun was setting and Enigma was eager to see her lover, having missed him even while enjoying her time with her new friend. She hoped Damon was in the hut when she returned, smiling as she saw the flickering candles, humming in happiness and blurring her way to the hut, eager.

"Hey Sexy," Enigma said as she came back into the hut, straddling Damon's lap, smiling down at him. "Did ya see the steaks I brought us? Freshly killed and everything," she purred, nuzzling his neck, her fangs running lightly over the flesh. "Missed you when I went to the lake...we had so much fun last time," she purred, before sitting back, wiggling on his thighs, but keeping a space between their bodies.

"So what'cha doing?"

Since his meeting with Eric, Damon had actually taken to searching for a way out. Maybe not for himself to use, but he had little to do in this place at times, and finding a way to perhaps help Eric was something that he could do. What waited for him back home was spending time watching Elena and Stefan being happy and together, and here at least he had his own chance to be happy with Enigma. Things were definitely much better between them since they had admitted their feelings for one another.

He heard the squawk of a crow and his lips curled into a smirk when the crow landed on a nearby tree branch. Perhaps this was his opportunity to reclaim the crow he had once been able to control. He looked into the crows eyes for a moment and then his smirk grew wider as the crow fluttered over and landed on his shoulder. He missed using his old vampire tricks, like controlling the crow, and making fog. As the thought went through his head fog started to descend around him in the forest.

Damon walked to the woods. He knew that Enigma may not go for this, but he could at least try to get her to take some animal blood, so that her cravings didn't go crazy. This was one of the few times that the sire bond actually worked in his favor. If it stopped her killing people, and potentially lead to her being hunted, then he would, of course, exploit his sire bond for those purposes. Of course, he wasn't going to deny her human blood either. He knew that having an all animal blood diet was not a good idea. Stefan was proof of that, and he frequently fell off the bandwagon and became a ripper. It would just be enough to perhaps stop her ripping the entire village apart. He knew that she would likely protest to this at first, but he really did feel it was something that had to be done.

He stood still for a moment, listening for any movements that would tell him of any animals nearby and he started to walk as silently as he could near one. He spotted a bunny and he smirked. He moved in a blur of speed, grabbed the bunny and snapped it's neck. He grabbed the water bottle he had taken with him and started to drain the bunny's blood into the bottle. He'd have to find a few more animals, of course.

Adult Content: Sex

Enigma raised up onto one hand, her other reaching for her thigh, wiggling a small blood sucker from her pocket and slipping it into her mouth to calm the cravings as she closed her eyes, focusing on her breathing.

And suddenly she screamed, as something tore into her flesh.

She opened her eyes, flipping to her feet and landing in a crouch, looking up at the changed world around her. Blood filled the air, sweat and the sharp scent that came from someone's bowels ripped open.

She stood, her long red pigtails matted with blood and other fluids, her body already healing from whatever had attacked her, the smell of smoke and death making her gag.

She lashed out at one of the men going for her out of the gloom, easily sliding into his stomach with the sword he held, kicking his body back, fangs extending.

She turned, fleeing from the battle, appearing instinctively at her lover's side, drenched in blood, panting from rage and blood lust, her leather pants making a squelching sound as she moved, the leather corset she wore to protect her heart barely covering her breasts or stomach, a large black crow burnt into the hard leather.

Damon stepped out of his tent. He was wearing just a pair of jeans that were riding low on his hips, showing his hip bones, a belt and hos boxers. He didn't look this whole camp situation. He wasn't that big a fan of voluntarily camping. He liked his comforts and he missed his bed from the boarding house now. It was so big and comfortable and he frequently had someone else in it.

He stretched a little, his muscles flexing and bones moving under the skin of his back. He still hadn't been able to find a place with hot water to shower, and he missed his bathroom also, being able to take long, hot bubble baths, again usually with someone else in the bath with him. He started to walk down to the lake that he had found and when he reached it he started to unbuckle his belt, pulling it off. He tossed it on the ground and that to undo his jeans, sliding them down over his hips and tugging them off, along with his boxers. Now completely naked he stepped into the water and started to swim.

(Warning: Adult Content - Sexual Situations)

Enigma stretched her arms over her head, working the kind out of her back from sleeping on the cot in Dinah’s hut, before checking the bandage on her sprained wrist, sighing as she walked through the small area that made up their new home.

She was regretting agreeing to Di’s plan, finding the lack of entertainment to bore her. On the other hand, she was in close contact with one Bruce Wayne...also known as Batman, so that kind of made up for it.

In a way that totally didn’t as she was having zero luck seducing the man.

Making a face at her own thoughts, she bent backwards, attempting for a back handspring...and promptly collapsing as her injured wrist gave way. One might think her a morn for continually attempting it with the same results, but as her wrist healed, she would get more height, and thus could keep a better track on the injured limb by trying.

Plus, she was just really freaking stubborn.

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Damon had decided that he would explore this new place that he found himself in just a little. Maybe he’d just into more of those things that himself and Faith had ended up fighting and he would be able to kick some ass. Not that he really wanted them to show up, but it was a bit of a rush fighting them and he was a little bored. He was going exploring after all.

He was making his way through the camp when he heard what sounded like someone falling over in one of the huts. He decided he would go check if the person was alright. ‘What has Elena done to me?’ he thought to himself as he made his way to the hut. There was a time he would have just laughed and walked by, but now things were different. Now he he was different.

He reached the hut. “Hey, you okay in there?” he asked, deciding against just walking in.

( Vampiric Desires )

Damon wasn't entirely sure what had happened. He had been in bed, recovering from his werewolf bite and then suddenly he was in some kind of wilderness. He started to walk, still feeling a little weak but he was getting stronger bit by bit. At least he thought that he was. Maybe he hadn't gotten the cure after all and this was some kind of mind trick? Though he was sure that if his mind was playing tricks on him it would do better than put him in some kind of random place in the middle of nowhere. And he was sure that Elena or Katherine would be involved somehow.

No, this seemed to actually be real. Which was quite mind boggling to him. He could do without this right now. Stefan had left with Klaus and Elena was alone with nobody to protect her. No, this wasn't meant to happen. He shouldn't be here. He needed to find some way back. Some way to help Elena, and to get his brother back. Because he felt guilty that his life had cost Elena her happiness and forced Stefan to have to go back to his ripper days.

Damon walked until he eventually reached some kind of camp and looked around for any kind of life that he could see. Hopefully there was someone around that could tell him what was going on and how he would be able to get out of here.