Damon stared after the car with a satisfied smirk on his face. 2 down...Several more to go, and Bonny and Elena would be the hardest...For different reasons. Heaving a sigh he strengthened his resolve to keep his emotions off and get this situation seen to and then the hell out of here as soon as possible. Straightening his shoulders, and shoving his hands deeper into his pockets he strolled back into town. His mind was already on seeking info and the best way to do it. A public hangout would be the best place to start. That or law enforcement, but then again for them to be useful, there would need to have been a crime committed. And as it was him who had nearly torn out the throats of the odd Goth couple in question, best steer clear of the law, he decided.
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As he walked he felt something strange...something passing over him...or an icy chill?sliding down the back of his neck. Glancing around as he stiffened, he could see nothing. Giving a pensive sigh, he sped up his steps moving into town.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
Kat