sacrifica: (and around [ for all to see ])
elena gilbert ([personal profile] sacrifica) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2011-10-02 10:08 pm

02 | text / location: wilde | meant to be

[ text: caroline & jenna ]
With all the mess that's happening I'm calling girls night. Pick a movie.

[ text: fitz kreiner ]
Hey, it's Elena. Do you have any jobs?

Elena had needed to get out and clear her head. She'd left a note for Jenna in case she wasn't back when Jenna got home from work and had just walked, not really any direction or location in mind - it sort of counteracted the needing to clear her head. So much had seemed to have happened in such a short space of time and to add with that she was still adjusting to being here, to Katherine being here, that Jenna was from her past and Caroline her future. It was... not good. And weirder than anything they've ever had before.

Katherine had been eerily quiet, barring her 'public call' regarding the attack. And then was the attack itself. She didn't know how many Vampires were here but she'd hoped it would be safer. And it didn't even seem like the Sheriff was doing anything, not like he had with Party and Kobra. It was definitely a strange place.

It took Elena a while before she stopped walking. She wasn't even certain how long it had been but her surroundings definitely indicated that it was somewhere that she hadn't been before, and it wasn't so much of a straight line walk. At least it was something different to see, even if the playground looked a little creepy. They looked weird without kids in them but this one had an even weirder feeling to it.

[ text: all ]
Does anyone know where the playground is?

[Location: Sunnydale Playground]

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Even the Extra children - false eyes in false faces, playing without any real sense of enjoyment - knew to stay away from Drusilla's playground. It was still and silent. The tall trees cast long black shadows that formed a shroud against the sunlight.

And then there was the vampire that could almost have been a ghost. She drifted between the trees and whispered in the mind and, one day, she was sure to snap the chains that held her back when she was hungry.

One day.

For now, however, she would have to content herself with a picnic beneath the poplars. She poured Miss Edith another cup of tea - her own cup was filled with something warm and crimson - and tipped her to the side at the sound of footsteps.

"Are you coming to join us?"

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2011-10-20 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
With Miss Edith's cup full, Drusilla turned to face the new arrival. The playground was unnerving even for the vampire - heavy with the distant memories of her reunion with the Angel Beast and the considerably clearer memories of the day that the Slayer had saved her from the tin soldiers - but it was also the closest thing that she had to a home in Taxon.

"There's plenty of tea," she informed Elena. "And cakes. Miss Edith knows when to share."

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"They'll be cross," she said, and it was impossible to tell if she was talking about herself or the dolls or another power entirely. "Come and sit with us. Just sit. I didn't bring any pomegranate seeds."

They weren't in the underworld. Breaking bread with the devil would trap you in Hell, but Drusilla was, when all was said and done, just his daughter.
Edited 2011-11-02 22:39 (UTC)

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"You have a family here?"

Drusilla had been keeping her voice as light as air - to draw her in and because half the fun of frightening people came from confusing them - but it hardened at that.

Her family - both real and makeshift - had been taken away from her, person by person. She was jealous.

"You should watch them. Someone might snatch them away."
secretshame: (Done with what we've lost)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-03 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
I can get other things from work to make the mess more bearable.
secretshame: (And now I'm not the only one)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-03 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ a few minutes later: ]

Check the map... Don't tell me you got lost.
secretshame: (All over the papers; wagging tongues)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-04 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
Neither have I or I'd give you better directions. What's it like?
secretshame: (I do not want to be afraid)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-14 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
You're right. An empty playground usually is creepy. Just be careful. I get off in a few hours.

[ hopefully she won't have to come looking for elena, but she will if she has to. ]
secretshame: (Under your thumb I can't breathe)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-17 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
Are you mothering me?
secretshame: (The canvas of my soul)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-18 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
After all we've been through, I doubt Fitz would fire me. I'll be sure to keep an eye on you everywhere.

[ she teases, elena. ]
secretshame: (Chances are all they hope to be)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-25 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
And I'm glad you're here. [ more than elena would ever know. ] Be careful. I'll see you at home, okay?
secretshame: (Relief exists I find it when)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-10-29 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Good. I'll have a lot ready when you're back. Assuming you don't beat me home.
secretshame: (Can you still see the heart of me?)

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[personal profile] secretshame 2011-11-03 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Sounds good.

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[identity profile] rereremembered.livejournal.com 2011-10-03 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I might at that. Anything in particular you're looking for?

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[identity profile] rereremembered.livejournal.com 2011-10-07 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't happen to play the drums, do you?

[ hope springs eternal! ]

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[identity profile] rereremembered.livejournal.com 2011-10-14 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
That's all right, I can come up with something for you to do. Can you stop be so I can pretend to give an interview?
disparage: (content)

[ text : elena ]

[personal profile] disparage 2011-10-08 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
I pick one that the Sheriff isn't going to like. Robin Hood? I think he kicks the sheriff's ass.
disparage: (being cute)

[ text : elena ]

[personal profile] disparage 2011-10-11 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
I'll have to get it from one of those hatch things. I hope I don't have to sell a bit of my soul for it.
disparage: (let me tell you how you are wrong)

[ text : elena ]

[personal profile] disparage 2011-10-28 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
You don't use money to buy from the hatches. You use your bracelet. Hasn't anyone told you about that yet?