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Tweak says, "konnichiwa!"

salvatorescrow (salvatorescrow) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2011-04-12 20:10:00

Entry tags:

damon salvatore, elena gilbert, elphaba

Who: Damon and Elena (and Elphie?)
What: ELENA I SSO NTO DRUNK. Dmaon doessnt haev to resceu her! Pshhh!
Where: Local pub
When: Backdated to last night’s drunken drama.

Lawrence Kansas seemed to drive people to drink on a regular basis. It was no surprise that, because of so many stressors, Elena found herself a mess in a local bar. Even less of a surprise? Damon was already out the door ready to rescue the girl from further public humiliation. Around so many people it wasn’t like he could vampire-speed it on over to the bar, but he could be pushy about it. He elbowed his way over to the place. Just beyond the door he could smell the booze. Damon was almost tempted to stop and share a drink with the adorably intoxicated girl he’d come to rescue, but for some reason he was hell-bent on getting her somewhere safe and comfy.

He saw her through the crowd. Elena looked happy, like her troubles had been conveniently washed away like chalk wiped off of a blackboard. It was good to see her smile. He walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

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naturaldisaster
2011-04-16 04:27 am UTC (link)

Elena had been about to step in front of Damon protectively to keep Elphie from hugging him. Of course, then Damon hugged Elphie and Elena just stared in shock. And the smile. What if Damon fell for Elphie?! That wasn't okay!

"Fine. I'll just go home on my own." With that, the intoxicated brunette stormed out of the pub. Sure, it was childish, but she was so completely wasted that she didn't care that she wasn't being mature. Her feelings were hurt.

Once outside, Elena tripped over her feet and winced. Trying to get up and failing, Elena just sulked and went to the wall and pulled her knees to her chest. This sucked.

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tothewesternsky
2011-04-16 04:33 am UTC (link)

Of course, Elphie had just been playing. She didn't get to be like this very often. Usually only when she was around Galinda, and even then it sometimes took some work getting her to just be free and cheerful. But when she saw Elena storm out, she couldn't help but frown a bit, of course knowing she must've crossed a line somewhere. Sometimes, her lack of people skills really did bite her in the ass.

"I'm sorry, you should probably go after her. I can get myself home. Don't worry, Damon." She gave him a little smile, looking at him for a moment before she made sure she had her phone and whatever else she'd come there with. Perhaps flying home would be a bad idea. She really was wary of calling a cab, so perhaps she'd just walk home. And apologize to Elena once she was sober.

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salvatorescrow
2011-04-16 04:39 am UTC (link)

Damon watched Elena’s dramatic exit. “Yeah,” He looked back to Elphie with an almost apologetic wince. “Get home carefully and... All of that.” He smiled a little. This witch wasn’t tough to be around like all of the others he had met over the course of his years.

He followed the path he’d seen Elena take, eyes searching the general area for her. The girl could barely manage to stand on her own inside of the bar. Outside of the bar was a much worse place to be as far as falling down went. More dangerous, to boot. He wasn’t about to leave Elena on her own out there.

“Elena?” He called at a lower volume so as to not look like a fool shouting some girl’s name. Damon lowered his gaze and found her slumped against the exterior of a building. “There you are,” He smiled a little and sunk, stooping down beside her.

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naturaldisaster
2011-04-16 04:46 am UTC (link)

She didn't know why it bothered her so much. It was stupid. Damon was just being nice. So what if he hugged her. She had hugged Damon all the time while she was with Stefan and it had been friends. Damn rational thoughts. They were seriously messing with her drunken craziness.

Hearing Damon's words, Elena looked up and shifted so he could get comfortable before she leaned against the elder Salvatore brother.

"Tired." It was the first thing that came to mind. And after all she had had to drink? She was getting tired. Even so, it didn't matter. Because Damon was falling for Elphie. And Elena would be left in the wayside. Maybe that was her punishment for being like Katherine. To be alone.

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salvatorescrow
2011-04-16 04:56 am UTC (link)

Adjusting his position, Damon took a seat next to Elena. That was the thing with alcohol - It could lift your mood and make you a little crazy, but eventually there was an inevitable crash. He did nothing to fight against the slow dissolving of her alcohol high. Instead he ran his fingers through her hair, stroking her arm in a way that seemed too gentle for him. He chose to ignore the few people that passed the two of them by. Right then it was just him and Elena.

“I’m tired, too.” He sighed and leaned his head back against the brick wall to rest it.

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naturaldisaster
2011-04-16 05:02 am UTC (link)

The motion might seem too gentle for Damon, but Elena knew that there was a part of him that he didn't let anyone see but somehow he let Elena see it. He did things for her without her asking, he got her another teddy bear, he came for her when she was ridiculously drunk. She didn't like the crash of the alcohol, though. Usually she was passed out by this point so she never really experienced it.

"I'm sorry you had to come out for me if you're tired...." Of course, Elena's comment on being tired had more than one meaning. She wasn't just physically tired. She was emotionally tired. Tired of worrying. Tired of avoiding. So she wasn't going to avoid, even if she didn't remember in the morning.

Shifting some, Elena kissed Damon and smiled some.

"But thank you for coming for me anyway." With that, the brunette settled against the vampire, closing her eyes. She was exhausted. So very exhausted from everything and now that she hadn't denied her feelings, she was finally able to sleep. The next morning would be hell, but the outing had been necessary. She had gotten out of her headspace for a little while. True it was coming back, but that was why she slept. To avoid it.

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tothewesternsky
2011-04-16 05:12 am UTC (link)

After making sure she had everything, Elphie made her way out of the bar and started walking back home. She didn't walk in a straight line whatsoever and she did stumble, but she managed to stay on her feet. Well, for the most part. She tripped over herself and fell down, cursing softly as the sidewalk hurt. She looked at her hands, making sure they weren't cut or bleeding in any way. And just then the spell wore off. Eyes going wide with fear, Elphie forgot about being drunk and uncoordinated. She got to her feet and bolted for the nearest non-populated place where she could keep out of sight from people.

As she ran, she used her hair to hide her face and she tucked her hands under her arms. Luckily she'd worn longsleeves and jeans, so no other skin was exposed. She managed to find a quiet park not that far away and she took refuge in some bushes. She sat down, though it was more like falling down. Oh this was just her luck, to be caught out in public and turn green again while intoxicated.

"Stupid," she chastized herself under her breath. She knew she should've watched the time more closely. Closing her eyes, she pressed a hand over her face as the emotions started to come one after another. So this is what alcohol did, cause emotions to come out uncontrollable? And Elphie had actually confessed her secret feelings for Galinda. Oh this was bad. Very bad. Nothing good was going to come of this.

As far as she'd come as a person in this world, she still had yet to really get past her serious self-esteem issues. She tried not to break down, but the alcohol had killed her inhibitions. Tears started running down her cheeks. But she couldn't lose it here. Sniffing and swiping the tears away, she glanced around, saw no one was around, and made her way back home. It took a while, but she managed to not run into anyone on the way home. She crept in the front door, wondering if Galinda was still awake.

She spotted the blonde asleep on the couch. A sad little smile crossed her face as she made her way over to the couch. She bumped into the coffee table, grunting slightly at the pain in her shin. She got over to the couch, shifted Galinda enough to make room for herself and laid down. Elphie spent a few moments gazing at Galinda before closing her eyes. She loved her, but she knew better than to wish she could be loved in return. So she'd have to settle for having it in the dreamworld.

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salvatorescrow
2011-04-16 11:35 pm UTC (link)

Damon was still as a calm lake, not pulling away or even leaning in closer like he thought he should. He felt his lips move so that he had returned the gesture, not just sitting there like some kind of mannequin. This was certainly an unexpected turn of events. He smiled a little, finally reaching up to brush her cheek with his fingertips.

Of course she would be falling asleep. He wanted more, but wasn’t going to wake her up. She looked so peaceful and he figured that she deserved a little peace and quiet after all that had happened with her. Damon figured he’d give her a moment before carrying her back to the apartment, only mildly worried about how he would look toting an unconscious girl back to his place.

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naturaldisaster
2011-04-16 11:43 pm UTC (link)

When Damon had brushed her cheeks with his fingertips, Elena had leaned into the touch before she had shifted to fall asleep against him. She didn't know why this felt right, it just did. That, and Damon was very comfortable. Even when he started to move.

Mumbling in her sleep as she was picked up, Elena wrapped her arms around Damon's neck, after briefly waking up from the movement, resting her head on his shoulder. She wasn't thinking about how this would look but it was late so there probably wouldn't be too many people out anyway. Not that she cared. She was avoiding the depressing thoughts that were threatening to overwhelm her alcohol induced mind by falling back asleep. She liked Damon's arms, they were comforting.

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