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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 15:22:11 GMT -5
Damon smirked, leaning against the little bench of drinks behind the couch. He chuckled softly as he watched and nodded looking over her dress and boots. "There's a bathroom down the hall and to the left. Upstairs there's a spare room where there are spare clothes... I'll show you." Damon said, not trusting that she wouldn't find her way through the maze that was the Salvatore Boarding house. "Congrats. Now you're a vampire. How does it feel?"
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 15, 2014 15:29:51 GMT -5
She stood up and brushed herself off and kind of fluffed her hair out. "Um, can I actually go home? I have clothes there. I need to tell my parents I'm ok, and I nee my truck," She explained and watched him intently. "I feel...different. Like all my senses are heightened. I can feel the height from the fire, from all the way over here," She explained, as she was almost by the step leading out of the room, into the foyer.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 15:42:49 GMT -5
Damon suddenly appeared in front of her "Not a good idea, well, if you don't care about killing any family members then go right ahead. Other than that, not such a great idea." He said, his arms crossed over his chest tightly as he looked down at her with his intense ice blue gaze.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 15, 2014 15:48:16 GMT -5
Madi raised her eyebrow at him. "What do you mean? I won't hurt anyone," She admitted and crossed her arms back at him. "I'm not hungry anymore...or thirsty...or whatever you vampires are when you want blood," she said and grabbed her bag and all of her stuff.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 16:55:36 GMT -5
Damon smirked watching her "Right. So this shouldn't bother you then." He took out another blood bag and took the cap off, taking a sip, letting it slowly drain down his throat, allowing it to stain his lips to tint it red.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 15, 2014 17:19:34 GMT -5
Madi's eyes widened, and at the same time, she felt something under her eyes change, along with her canines get sharper and larger. It all hurt, so much. Without warning, her body lunged at Damon. She couldn't control herself, and it was terrifying. She couldn't help it. Madi grabbed the rest of the bag from him and started drinking it herself.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 17:27:46 GMT -5
Damon let the bag go willingly and stepped back "Ooo, and you think you're in control" he ticked his tongue at her "Shame, shame."
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 15, 2014 17:32:06 GMT -5
MAdi glared at him as she finished it up and threw it aside. "Shuddup. I have no control ok? Can you go to my house and get my clothes then?? I like wearing my own. And bring back my truck? I miss her." She said as she plopped down on the couch with a huff.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 17:35:38 GMT -5
Damon smirked watching her, amusement clear in his eyes "Where do you live?" he asked, cocking his head to the side.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 15, 2014 17:39:59 GMT -5
She smiled. "Over on Hathaway Street. I live next Elena Gilbert," She dug through her satchel and found her keys. "The mustang one is my house key if they aren't home, and the big one is for my truck. It's the purple one that has a lift on it. You won't miss it," She said with a smile, handing him her keys. "Just a t-shirt, jeans and my american flag boots, please...and....maybe a couple more t-shirts and jeans and stuff. I'm going to guess I have to stay here for a while," She said as she got comfy on the couch.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 17:52:56 GMT -5
Damon chuckled as he watched her, still amused by her attitude "Oh, I know Elena very well." He smirked and took the keys "I will do my best." He headed out, shaking his head as he went.
Deciding to go at vampire speed instead of using his blue mustang he arrived within a few moments. He walked up to the front porch and put on his most alluring smirk as he knocked on the door.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 15, 2014 17:56:48 GMT -5
Jerrod answered the door, with a smile and it quickly faced. "Um, hi. Who are you?" He asked, crossing his arms.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 17:59:37 GMT -5
He nodded "I'm Damon Salvatore. I'm a friend of your daughters and she asked me to pick up a few things for her." He said, he'd use compulsion as a last resort.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 15, 2014 18:01:43 GMT -5
Jerrod narrowed his eyes. "Um, where is my daughter? Is she ok? She never came home last night," He said, crossing his arms over his chest and watched for a responce.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 15, 2014 18:03:36 GMT -5
Damon pursed his lips "Oh, she's fine. She just asked me to get her things, she didn't say anything else." he said with an innocent shrug.
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