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Locked Salvatore Boarding House: Porch (Elena/Tatia/etc)

 

Elena hadn't meant to get so quiet when left alone with her doppelg?nger it was just that her thoughts often tended to drift to things she'd been told about the last five years. How had things gotten so messed up? Time and again excuses were made whenever Damon screwed up but this time was different. Tyler was dead.?
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These days she didn't know how to feel anymore¡­whether to love or hate him. Maybe that's what he wanted. It was hardly the first time he did something terrible to drive a wedge between himself and someone else. But was there any coming back from this??
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She took a breath trying to push down the pain and anger welling up inside her though one look toward her ancestor confirmed it hadn't happened soon enough. What could be said? How could she even begin to explain why she simultaneously wanted to both hug and drive a stake through his heart?
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One hand reached into her pocket withdrawing a cellphone she scrolled through her contacts tapping on his name then quickly hitting the home button to prevent herself from making that call. Her eyes slowly turned to her ancestor who had a look of concern on her face. ¡°I¡¯m okay.¡± She softly promised.?
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Tatia couldn't say whether she believed that assurance after witnessing the range of emotions that swept across the younger woman's face. Perhaps she was simply trying to cover up her own pain in order to help someone else. ¡°If you need to talk about¡­Damon¡­¡± She started though let that hang there instead of finishing.?
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She sent a quick look over her shoulder toward the house as her own thoughts drifted to Klaus who inspired conflicting emotions. If not for their explanation of certain things she might have been far more frightened of him. Though she imagined the fact he¡¯d never once hurt her could also be playing a huge part.?
 

Elena stared down at the phone as thoughts returned to the idea of calling him even though doing so would stir up a whole tidal wave of emotions she was unprepared to deal with. So as much as she wanted to be able to give him a piece of her mind for what happened to Tyler¡­it would have to wait.
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¡°It's¡­complicated.¡± Whatever problems she may have were shelved the moment she learned of what her friends were going through. It was important to her to be there for them so all efforts to deal with her own troubles were reserved for the many entries she made in her journal.?
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¡°There's a part of me that just wants him to hold me again¡­and another that wants to drive a stake through his heart.¡± She shook her head slightly looking off to one side before continuing. ¡°He killed someone¡­someone that I have known my whole life¡­and I don't even know to begin to process it.¡±
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¡°To lose a friend¡­in that way¡­and then to learn the man you love is responsible¡­¡± Tatia trailed as she shook her head once finding it impossible to imagine the pain such a discovery would cause.
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¡°I don't know what to do.¡± Elena admitted hating the defeated tone in her voice but the more thought she gave it the more she realized just how true those words actually were. ¡°But none of that matters if he won't even talk to me.¡± When she first heard the ping of her cellphone there was a small sense of hope though it faded within an instant as she looked down at the small glowing screen.?
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Someone had sent her a text something which she was prepared to dismiss at seeing the number was blocked. There was a moment of hesitation that led to her inevitably opening the message.
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//Souls of the departed come alive. But will those who you hold dear survive?//
 

Elena stared down at the glowing screen with a look of concern as there was something almost threatening about the message. Her mind already beginning to race with all the possibilities. Could it be that whoever was behind these ¡®second chances¡¯ had also brought back those who might have an axe to grind? She hated to think of who those people might be and what they might do.?

Her eyes frantically searching their surroundings for a hint of someone lurking about who could be responsible for sending the message. Already having far too many graves to mourn as it were she couldn't lose anyone else.?



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¡°Perhaps if you¡­¡± Tatia almost immediately abandoned offering advice at seeing her reaction to whatever the text had said. It raised more than a few questions, most of which would never be voiced. Her gaze carefully swept over the property a moment then settled on her doppelg?nger. ¡°What is it?¡±



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¡°I¡­I¡­don't know.¡± Elena attempted to mask her growing anxiety even as she struggled with a response to such a simple question. ¡°Could be nothing or¡­¡± Her brown eyes fell to the small device still clutched in her hand sending a quick text.

//Who is this?//

She didn't expect a reply to her simple inquiry but one had to try. Maybe solving this ¡®riddle¡¯ would help them get ahead of whatever may be coming. ¡°a¡­warning of some kind.¡± Honestly she suspected that threat was a far more accurate way of labeling it but didn't want to needlessly alarm anyone.
 

¡°Or¡­.¡± Tatia was uncertain whether she even wished to know what else it could be as more often than not anything left unsaid tended to lean more towards panic inducing to someone who only recently had their eyes opened to the existence of vampires and the like. ¡°Wait¡­never mind.¡± She quickly dismissed the implied question deciding to remain in the dark even as her imagination began coming up with answers on its own.?
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It was for the best, right? After all the reality could well be far worse than anything her mind was cooking up.?
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Elena forced down any thoughts of who might be behind the message she received as there was a seriously long list of people who could be responsible IF the enemies of certain people who were in her life at one time or another. So it was fortunate their conversation instinctively returned to the subject of exes as both women needed to work certain things out.?
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It would seem their stories where their love lives were concerned weren't all that different aside from the ending of a relationship with the ¡®good brother¡¯ ended in a decidedly worse way for her ancestor as she couldn't imagine the terror she must have felt in those last moments.?
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Having someone whose past experiences mirrored her own in the slightest and who wasn't a manipulative bitch out to ruin lives was something she was thankful for as it might make things a little less complicated.
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It was clear that her ancestor still had feelings for Klaus even if she found them confusing and as their conversation continued she kept looking back over her shoulder wondering how Bonnie was faring. Elena whipped around looking toward the door as she thought she'd heard it opening.?
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(Tag: open)
 

A stop or two to ask directions had d Mihnea where he wanted to be. He floated on the night air as mist, sending a seductive call into the house...He was going to touch one of the mortals inside and 'persuade' them into bringing this sleeping beauty out to him, but...upon the overhearing of the conversation was jarred to discover she was awake. Rebecca hadn't known!
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Ah well when he was finished punishing Damon, he'd let her in on the fact. Elena wouldn't be hurt and who knew...perhaps she'd enjoy punishing Damon a bit too. The idea made his mouth twist up into a smile of nearly gleeful amusment. He'd not experienced glee since... That time he'd left the upstart vampire impaled in the castle dungeon at home for several years before realizing that he'd forgotten him. Now that had been funny. The guy had kept healing himself around the impaling before being torn over and over again while starving.
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Sending out a mind whisper he touched Elena's thoughts, silently suggesting that she come out for a walk...to taste the night air...She needed to feel the freedom of the night, to open her arms to the evening sky. The walls of this boarding house were simply too confining. Even to the point of pressing in on her. If this didn't work, Mihnea planned to simply go up to the door and knock, though that wouldn't be nearly as fun.
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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.
 

Tatia wished she knew the right words to make the decision easier for Elena when it came to knowing whether she should fight for or simply walk away from the man she loved as she seemed to suspect that Damon had moved on. All that came to mind was the suggestion of talking things over though she kept this to herself as she seemed to recall that not going so well.
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She wasn't certain how much of a help the conversation was to either of them as inevitably they would each either have to find those answers within themselves or lay all their cards on the table so to speak and see where that took them with their respective exes. Though for Elena that might prove a bit more complicated as hers was nowhere to be found and refused a simple conversation over the phone. Maybe that was her answer, one she merely needed to find a way of accepting.
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She was shaken from those thoughts when the girl somewhat abruptly looked over in the direction of the door. ¡°She will be fine.¡± Offering a reassuring smile as she continued. ¡°Niklaus wouldn't harm her.¡± At least the man she had known wouldn't have attempted to harm Bonnie, but what of who he had become?
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Elena opened her mouth to voice doubts about the assurance offered but stopped herself at seeing a look in Tatia's eyes she recognized all too well. It wasn't as if she were choosing to ignore things she had seen or been told¡­no¡­this was about holding out hope the man she once knew was not the monster others painted him to be. It was something easily enough related to as she'd gone through something so eerily similar herself.
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She carefully placed her palms on the arms of the wicker chair pushing herself up onto her feet. ¡°Maybe I should step inside¡­just for a second¡­just to check on Bonnie.¡± It was hard not to worry about the outcome when looking back on their history with Klaus.
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Getting a few steps from the door she suddenly stopped, feeling something akin to what she imagined a panic attack to be like at the thought of going inside. It seemed to ease up when she put some distance between herself and the house leaving her ancestor sitting alone on the porch.?
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Was it a spell? If so, what could possibly be happening in there? ?She reached into her pocket in order to retrieve her phone then shot a quick text to her friend to make sure that everything was okay. Carefully placing it back in her pocket she walked along the edge of the light coming from the house trying to sort this out.
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(ooc: my version of workaround since Elena and Tatia are outside.)
 

OOC, Sorry, I somehow missed the outside bit. Thanks.
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IC, Mihnea allowed the slight breeze to float him along with Elena as she did what he was hoping for and moved further away from the safety of the house and its walls that would not allow him to enter unless invited. He didn't want to take her too close to the place as it would make pursuit more likely.
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He studied her for several beats, then decided in frustration that he'd not learn what she was like by simply looking. With a sigh he solidified beside her, beginning to walk.
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"Please do not scream, Sleeping Beauty, for I mean you no harm. I only wish you to assist me in a little...Damon control."
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He was tempted to simply snatch her and be off, but Rebecca had caused him to consider that in the old days he'd liked his cohorts willing is possible.
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"It may save his life," he added simply.
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Then with a grin he added,d"And you look as though you could use a little fun."
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Many had found him charming back when, he had been able to network, as they called it now, with the best of them. Having more power than most had caused him to often lean on clout over words of late, so this new old way could make for good practice, he reasoned silently to himself.
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Elena playing nice would make things faster and easier. If she didn't...well he wouldn't, and it could still get done.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
 

Klaus nodded to bonnie keeping her words in mind as he stepped out the door just in time to see Elena walking off outside the gate.??He didn¡¯t question it even though he did want to ask about if she mind giving some of her blood to make one hybred.??He suppose that could wait for a time.??He had other more important things to face.

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He hadn¡¯t felt this nervous in a long while.??He turned to tatia. He couldn¡¯t help but notice she was still as beautiful as she was when he had saw her in the past.??He said ¡°well im available now if your ready to talk.¡± He wasn¡¯t sure how to start the conversation.??He was sure she had so many questions and things to say to him.

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