"I'm the best there is at what I do...
But what I do best isn't very nice."
β’Literate|Descriptive|Novella
β’RP21+
β’MDNI
β’#MarvelRP#XmenRP#CrossoverRP
virus that hung in the air had struck him too.
β What there is for you, youβll have to discover. But life is certainly not limited to following orders of a makeshift family.β
βThe fact that you have to ask is rather concerning. ββ You see, being alone can mean a whole lot of things to different people. But there is /always/ beauty to it.
The quiet. Being forced to hear your own thoughts. The chance to get to know yourself. Thereβs freedom in that.β ~
"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 β
off that wrong assumption about him. He didnβt have anything figured out really.
β For decades, iβve chased doomed love. I have a fragile relationship with my brother. And to be honest . . i just canβt seem to find anything to truly care about anymore.β
Apparently this truth ~
never lived for you. Vampires are not supposed to live in packs.β
A few more steps brought them closer to the road. A quiet one, a way in and out of town. An odd place where damon liked to go often.
β Youβve been depraved of the actual beauty of being alone.β
/A/ family of vampires. So a group of people she wasnοΏ½οΏ½t actually related to. Commendable, really. That she mananged to stick with the same people for as long as she seemed to have.
Hell, Damon couldnβt even stay with his own brother, his own blood, for nearly that long.
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There was a moment of hesitation on her lips, though the way he kept a hold on her hand like a tether to the moment, the present... it was... nice.
Her head nodded faintly as she formulated the words mentally before she finally allowed herself to respond. β
help each other.
β Ah. A hundred years is nothing for people like us.β
He still carried that warm smile as he took a step back. Then another, gently pulling her forward.
β I think it is about time that you reject the expectations of others. Sound to me like youβve ~~