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[lyntergalactic]

THE TEST DRIVE MEME

Hey, ho, DWRP! Apps for sweven open in a week!! Rather than make you wait one more week to start playing with the setting, you get to have this meme to have some pre-game fun! The way it works is simple. Just post a comment with your character as if they were in game, with a line or two of either a setting or a network post. Then go reply to other people and thread to your heart's content. Shenanigans ensue! And then everyone apps everyone ever and you've already got an idea of what kind of CR you could get in-game. Sound fun? Well, then what are you doing still reading? Hop to!

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[martyrs]

[Elena is wandering around trying to make good use of her phone as well, because what else is there to do? If she's been kidnapped again, for some reason she couldn't even guess, her captor was pretty terrible at keeping an eye on her, so she's taking full advantage of it. If only the phone actually worked, yeah.

And yes, of course she realizes that trying and failing to kill Klaus, again, is a perfectly good thing to pin as the reason for someone wanting to kidnap her, but. Well. She's sure that if this was Klaus' handy work, she wouldn't be wandering around. Because she'd be dead. So, at least there's that.

She's about four seconds away from throwing her knockoff iPhone into a wall when she finally looks up from the little screen to take a look around. Which is when she spots Damon.]

Another unplanned road trip? Really? [She squints, then sighs.] Please just say yes, that would be a lot more assuring than both of us showing up in some random city for no apparent reason.

[saviored]

[The thing about Elena is that he both is and isn't hoping she'll show, but when she does and he sees that she's okay, he feels immediately relieved. At least this way, wherever they are and whatever is going on, he'll be able to make sure nothing happens to her.]

Yes, Elena. I snuck into your bedroom and kidnapped you to Montana. [Admittedly, that's not entirely out of character. God knows they were long overdue for a vacation from...events.] Let me guess: fell asleep last night, woke up in the middle of nowhere with a permanent stamp. [He shows her his wrist.]

[martyrs]

[Her brows just lift at his first comment, because yes, that's exactly what she thought. At least, that's what she was hoping was true, just because it would make this all seem a lot less complicated and weird.]

That's basically the whole story. [She's got her tattoo covered up by her opposite hand until he brings it up, and then she lets herself look at it again, since before that moment she was sure it was some weird brand that would bring them all into a whole new world of trouble she she was trying her best to ignore it. But! Damon had one too, so that's a relief. Kinda.]

Yeah, what is that about? It doesn't look ..raw like a new tattoo, but it won't come off. [She's rubbing over it with her thumb anyway. It's not like she even knew anything about tattoos, but she knew enough that with new ones they had to be bandaged and whatnot. This was so... clean. Flawlessly stamped into her skin.]

Not that it matters. We need to get home, Damon. Or at least find a phone that works. If Jeremy thinks something happened to me, or that he's lost me too? I don't know what he'd do.

[saviored]

[Damon takes her hand to look at the tattoo. Nothing special, just a small black inked design.]

Ooh. Sexy.

[He's been trying to avoid the topic of home. He knows it's a priority, he just doesn't have any answers to give Elena right now. These days, it's feeling more and more like he's coming up short of solutions and now Klaus still isn't dead, his brother's never coming back, and they're apparently lost someplace where Montana contains a city to rival New York that he's never heard of before.

Fabulous.

His expression softens when she brings up Jeremy, though, and his hold on her wrist slides to her hand.]

I will get you home. Promise. [In the meantime. He looks at her for a moment, then away. It's getting dark and while he'd like to believe they'll be out of here before the sun rises, that's not looking probable.] Come on. We'll get off the street and then we can sort it out from there.

[martyrs]

[The whole idea of Damon actually being able to reassure and calm her down, without the tiny red flag in the back of her mind signaling it was some kind of trick... it's still very knew, but it's entirely welcome. It's all there in the way she looks at him, she doesn't bother trying to hide the mild surprise that accompanies her newly formed sense of unbidden trust, because she's sure she doesn't have to now. Or just shouldn't, because some part of her knows, at this point, he needs her trust as much as she wants to trust him. Besides, there's no use in having her guard up around Damon right now, not when they were lost like this. It would just waste time.

As for why she didn't let go of his hand right away, that is a complete mystery to her.

Elena nods, lets their hands fall between them, where she still stands close enough that her knuckles brush his fingers. It's comforting in a confusing way, though she hardly lets herself think about it, instead looking around to try and decide where to start walking.]

Nobody seems to know where they're going. [There's no flow to the direction in which the crowds are walking, and they're not the only ones looking at their tattoos like they didn't belong there. Weird. Eventually she points down to their left, towards a building that's all stairs and pillars and it could be a bank for all she knows, but whatever.]

There. That looks .. important. [Which is why she's just nodding and starting in that direction.]