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Klaus ([personal profile] wholeworldoutthere) wrote2012-05-23 09:08 pm
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Thursday, May 24

That morning, Klaus did wake up with a rather horrible hangover. It was far worse than the one he had had in Venice, and it took a lot longer to vanish. A couple of hours, after sufficient blood-drinking, even if the blood provided by the replicator seemed particularly horrid. Eventually, he felt good enough to function, and saw Caroline's message when he checked his comm.

He still did not know exactly what he felt, only that he needed to know more, and now that it sounded as if she had told someone else of what they were...

It took him a while to find her, because he had expected her to seek out the company of others. She had never struck him as a solitary person, but he had never known her after an abduction to a space station, either. He ended up finding her at the end of one of the long dead-end hallways on the second level, and as soon as she spotted him he raised his hands in the international sign for 'I come in peace.'

"I want to know what happened to Finn," he told her, slowly walking closer, but something in his voice made it more like a request than it usually would have been.
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-23 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
She's never had anybody say that to her, not since she was eight years old and her Dad promised he wouldn't let anybody hurt her after she'd gotten in a fight at school. It sinks in a little- it's probably why her crying slowly dies off, why she tries to breathe and pulls back, her face puffy and red, even though she's knowing only back enough that she's not plastered to him, not so hat he'd let go of her. "I'm okay," She says, even though she's knowing not, because she's not used to this, to what she's supposed to say. She hadn't heard his question, and now his t-shirt is wet and she just pulls in another breath, in, out. "Bruce didn't mean it. It wasn't him doing it." Her eyes found his. "Okay?"
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-23 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
She pulled in a breath, then two, because she was making herself calm down, so that she'd stop freaking out because she didn't do this. She wasn't the girl who freaked out about this stuff, she was okay, even if they put her in cages and shot her, or if her dad strapped her to a chair and fried her whenever she saw blood. She was okay. She survived, because if she wasn't okay with it, then none if it would be okay and she'd be broken, and then no one would care anymore.

"Your mom did something to Alaric. He's- He's a vampire, but- but he's- staking him didn't do anything, it was white oak but it didn't do anything, Rebekkah got away, but- but he's-" She pulled in another breath, the tears slowly rolling down her cheeks even though she's looking up at the ceiling, trying to stop them even as she rubs them away with her hands. "He broke my neck, and I woke up- My hands- and -" She stops because she has to, and she takes one deep breath, then another. "I'm okay now. I'm alright, I know it's over, I know it's- I know. It's okay."
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-23 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
She shakes her head, even as her face twists. "I can't. I can't, I have- I'm okay." It's like she knows, even though she doesn't, because that's when she pushes at his hands, when she steps back, even though she's still scrubbing at her cheeks, and she smiles, and it's accompanied by a shrug. "He's not here, and it was an accident. I scared him, and- so it's alright." She pulled in a deep, deep breath. "I- your shirt. Sorry, I just- I freaked out a little bit." She takes another deep breath, like she's squaring herself away.
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-23 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," she says, and she looks away, her voice still sort of weird. "There's a dinner thing tomorrow. You should come help." She looks back at him, and her eyes are red-rimmed and she's a mess, but she's managed to shift the focus away from her. "It'd be good, probably. Lord knows somebody's got to make things better around here."

And yeah, she's holding herself together with her fingernails, but she's done it, she's managed to stop crying, to stop herself from being a wreck. "So you'll help, right?"
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-23 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're coming. Because I want to go, but I don't know anybody." She pauses, and then- "She needs help setting up and stuff." She sniffles once, because she's calming down, because this she can do. Nothing Klaus can say can out stick-in-the-mud Elena Gilbert, and she's been dealing with that since they were tiny. "She's an old lady. So, you're coming, right?"
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-23 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'd come to both things," she says, with a Duh, of course look on her face, like it's super obvious and he's just not getting it. It doesn't mesh well with the occasional sniff and her reddened eyes, but she's hardly letting that stop her at all.

"Because. Okay?" She pauses, and then after a second-- "..... Please?"
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-23 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"What?!" Her voice is a weird sort of squeak. 'What? That is not what this is. At all. Even a little. This is not a date. This is- this is....." And she can't come up with a word that can't be misconstrued as date, before she says, "Friends. I mean- Acquaintances. It's acquaintances, because I know you, and you know me, and I'm the only person you know, and so it would be really nice, you know, if you came and did this thing with me that I want to do."

There. That- that cleared that up. Sort of.
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-24 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
She pauses, and then her brows furrow, and she speaks slowly. "What? What do you want me to do."

She's wary, that much is clear, but she's at least willing to hear him out. Which... Which she shouldn't be willing to do, but since his t-shirt's still all splotchy where she cried on him, and he actually sort of came to find her, and he actually asked who hurt her like it mattered - not to mention the Nobody here's going to hurt you even if it lasted five seconds and she didn't really believe him... she's willing to hear him out.
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-24 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, this is just dinner and some helping clean so... it's gotta be similar. Like, I dunno, no killing people, nothing where I have to make out with you, nothing gross. Deal?" She watches him with raised brows, her head tipping to the side, and then, as second later--

"... Venice?!" And all she can think - all she can think in that second is when he promised to show her the world, and then she remembered Tyler, and yeah, he broke the sire bond, but she didn't know it then, and she was so angry, and-- "Like, Venice, Venice?"
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-24 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
She asks it because she has too, even though she doesn't really want too - it just sort of falls out of her mouth. "Was it beautiful?" She's staring up at him, mostly because she can't even wrap her brain around it. Seventeenth century Venice. Just... outside, boom, Venice. "The dresses and stuff?" She says that part softly, but she doesn't look away.
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-24 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
"There was a real ball?" She looks enthralled, but then her brows furrow. "What's a Doge?" She makes a face, and then shakes her head. "But you lived it, didn't you? You've done all that already, since you're like a million years old or whatever. Does it matter? That you've seen it all before."
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-24 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about it," she says, and she's actually smiling, and it's real. "Pick one of the most amazing things you've seen - not Venice, but anywhere, and just- just tell me." Because she needs it, maybe, or because she wants to know, or maybe just because she doesn't know any better.
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[personal profile] brightestlight 2012-05-24 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
The way she's looking at him as he tells her that is very not smart. Very not smart, because she looks sort of somewhere between entranced and moved, and it's not until she sees him smile and she smiles in response, not until he says that she'd like their horses that she realises that she's staring at him, and she jerks her eyes away, swallowing thickly. "Oh. That's- I mean, it sounds nice," she says, because- because she was dating Tyler, and Klaus was sort of a creep, and-- and there was a lot of other reasons, but right now her brain wasn't saying creep, it was sort of saying other stuff, but she had already looked away, so that was fine.

It wasn't like she was just thinking about him. At all. "So, Friday morning? You'll show up?" Her voice cracked on the Friday, because- because of reasons, okay?

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