@diabolicalslvtr — you not to touch a lady without her permission? If you don't want intruders, make this place look less like a museum and more like a goddamn house."
@diabolicalslvtr — hand from her throat and shoved both palms against his chest, sending him several feet back with a defensive shove before she was on her feet, a smooth, golden haze of motion that hovered over him as her heel pinned him to the ground on his chest.
"Hasn't anyone ever told —
"Is there a beauty to it?"
Her words became muddled with abstract meaning, almost rhetorical now as she followed his movement before she had been led to glance at the dark pavement under the moonlight stretching out into the unknown.
A new place. A new beginning without the —
/A/ family of vampires. So a group of people she wasn’t actually related to. Commendable, really. That she mananged to stick with the same people for as long as she seemed to have.
Hell, Damon couldn’t even stay with his own brother, his own blood, for nearly that long.
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— something she couldn't name. Freedom? Perhaps.
"What's out there for people like us when we ( do ) break away from what others expect? I have a feeling you've got it all figured out..."
Her eyes shifted to cast upward toward the moonlight now, the sincere softness that —