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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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[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.]