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Elena Gilbert ([info]bewitcheries) wrote in [info]the_triangle_rp,
@ 2012-03-31 17:32:00

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because just because i sucked for a while doesn't mean elena did
Character(s): Elena Gilbert and Damon Salvatore
Rating: TBD
Cautions/Warnings: TBD, probably language
Location: Beach near the arrival huts
Approximate Date: BACKDATED to two days after the end of the blizzard
Status: Closed



Elena was eternally grateful for the end of the blizzard. It took a few days for her to really feel comfortable leaving the safety of the cave, but after two days of clear skies and consistent sun, she made her way back to the arrival huts. Other than the agricultural land, the island seemed mostly unharmed despite the intensity of the blizzard, and when Elena finally arrived back the first thing she did was look for Damon.

After a little while of poking around and asking questions, she head out towards the beach instead. He wasn't at the huts, that was for sure, but she didn't want to waste her first day out of a dingy cave hunting around for someone that she couldn't keep up with at all. Instead, she just head to the beach. For one, she was sick of the tattered black dress, and even though it was her only other set of clothing, she couldn't bring herself to walk around in the dress any more. Hopefully her bag would be hidden in the bush on the edge of the tree line on the beach, where she had left it, and so that was what she set off to find instead. Also, it was a gorgeous day, who wouldn't want to be on the beach in weather like this? If she was going to be here, she may as well enjoy the small perks, right?


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[info]thesxysalvatore
2012-04-01 05:59 am UTC (link)
When Damon couldn't find Elena during the blizzard, he freaked out. Unfortunately, he also had to wait til it was over in order to lok for her. Everyone had been caught unawares by it, and a number of villagers died.

Damon had been startled when someone informed him that it was okay.

"Almost no one who dies here stays dead," the woman, a Puertoricana called Josefina, told him. 'They all come back.' Sure enough, within a couple days, everyone was once again living. 'Freakyyy,' he drawled, shaking his head.

After going to the forest to try to find something to eat--because he hadn't holed up with anyone who was willing to feed him during the blizzard--he went looking for Elena in earnest. When he saw her, he rolled his eyes. 'You WOULD go to the beach,' he said affectionately. 'Were you okay?' he asked, wondering if she'd been one of the Jesus-wannabes who'd died and come back.

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[info]bewitcheries
2012-04-01 09:17 am UTC (link)
Elena smiled as she caught sight of Damon and waved, pushing her hand into the bush and letting out a small sigh of relief as she felt her backpack exactly where she had left it. Thank God, she was sick of the falling-to-bits dress that made her feel way too exposed. His concern made her smile again despite herself, one of those small, affectionate ones that usually accompanied a small little heart flutter. "Yeah, yeah I wasn't caught in it, lucky me. Eric let me hide out in his cave thing until it was all over."

Things were complicated for her, these days, and the stupid thing was that it wasn't even appearing on a random island that threw out blizzards with no warning that made it so complicated. Her feelings for Damon were confusing, and she had thought that admitting that they existed at all out loud would make that easier, but it didn't. In fact, she had just spent even more time pondering over what it all really meant. Katherine had told her that it was okay to love them both, that she had - but Elena didn't want to be anything like Katherine. Look how that had ended, after all. The two brothers had been killed for her. Despite her whirring mind, she slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked towards Damon, pulling her hair back over her shoulders as she did.

"How about you? I mean, it looked pretty intense. I was lucky to make it over to those caves in ime. How did things end up this side?"

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[info]thesxysalvatore
2012-04-02 09:12 am UTC (link)
'Eric, eh? Well...if anyone could keep you safe, it's probably him.' He knew the other vampire was more than 1100 years old, which meant he'd spent a lot of time surviving. He dropped to the sand and looked out over the water.

'Yeah. A guy let me hole up in his hut. It wasn't exactly warm, but the snow stayed out--mostly,' he added smirking. 'It was mostly uncomfortable--I wasn't able to feed at all. I slept a lot. I REALLY hope this sort of thing doesn't happen often, here.'

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[info]bewitcheries
2012-04-03 06:42 am UTC (link)
"Yeah, he did a good job. I mean, I'm not dead so he must have, right" Elena smiled slightly as she spoke, giving a small shrug of her shoulders before continuing, "I probably could have left sooner but, what with how suddenly it set on and all...I guess I wanted to make sure things were okay before I trecked over the island again, you know?"

"Oh God me too," she added with a laugh and a shake of her head. It was easier to joke about it than think about the very real dangers that this island apparently possessed, and she rubbed her hands lightly over her face before looking back to Damon and motioning back to her backpack, "I'm going to go put these things on, okay? This dress was not made for the wild, seriously."

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