* BOTTOMLESS !

It hurt to say the least, she tried to hide the hurt in her voice but she knew it was possibility he could hear it. “Y-yeah…uhm, same. G-glad you arent either.” she looked at the ground. If he wasnt going to mention it neither would she. Not yet.

🌋 ― “Woah, hey, I.. I didn’t meant it like that, I’m sorry.” He was an idiot but Sage wasn’t exactly stoic. He’d hurt her feelings and he could tell. “I’m just ― I’m not used to this much excitement all at once. Things have gotten so dangerous.”

“Hey even if you did im sure they wouldent help…magic wounds and all.” She scrunched her face up in sort of a welp, fashion. “Yeah…yeah it does… heh.”

🌋 ― “Oh. Yeah, right.” He nodded. “Well.... I’m glad you’re not dead?” A low bar, but sometimes being obvious was the easiest way to avoid the mess. 

Hazel had just gotten into town last night, but unlike her older brother, she actually managed to find a motel nearby, which is how she even caught sight of her brother in the woods in the first place. Putting on her coat and heading out to where her brother was, she kneeled down to reach his eye level. “Still enjoy a nice night in the great outdoors, I see?” She asked rhetorically, sitting beside him. “Y’know I still don’t see how you can even handle laying in the grass. I mean, aren’t you the slightest bit scared of the bugs, Di?”

🌋 ― He tensed up when she appeared in his field of vision, but he wasn’t surprised by what he saw. It made hearing her familiar voice less jarring. How thoughtful of his dear, sweet sister. “They’re cathartic,” came his curt, though rather playful response. “I think the bugs might be scared of me. I’ve only ever had problems with snakes.” He shuttered at the thought. Snakes were fine, but waking up to one was anything but relaxed. He does not move from his spot on the dirt. “What are you doing in Mystic Falls?” 

“some sort of magic Lion i think…thats why its taking forever to heal.” she smiled softly, “glad you’re in one piece I agree though would be nice to sleep.”

🌋 ― “Oh.” That didn’t sound utterly terrifying or anything. “This is probably a good time as any to admit I have no healing powers. Sorry.” He wish he did, for a plethora of reasons. Would make him less scared to stick around to watch the people he liked get hurt. “Sleep works wonders, yeah.” 

“Oh this…this is nothing you should see my stomach…” she laughed…making the wound in question hurt. “Whatever is going to pop up I hope it does soon.”

Sage awkwardly chuckled. “Well that makes one of us at least.” She gestured to the wound on her arm, but didn’t mention the gash on her stomach currently staying in place by a thick wrapping. “About the carnival of doom…yeah not much on my end”

“Someone’s in a mood.” Ryan wasn’t sure the last time they had heard ther brother speak so seriously, even if the words had an air of amusement to them as he commented on the fact the only thing filling their heads was mud. “Speak for yourself.” they tried to interject, though their attempt to lighten the conversation fell rather flat all things considered. “You’ve never been great with plans, Dimitri, I’d write step by step instructions… I’ll focus on the plan, and you focus on where you’re going to sleep without turning into a mudslide the next time it rains.”

🌋 ― The laugh that came out of him was short and.. forced. “I think I’m overwhelmed.” This had been the longest he’d sat with something stressful in.. well, decades. He was a sad excuse for a Clarke and he knew it. “But I’m great at judging them. What trouble are you getting into now?  Or do I have to remind you that you’re already dead―?” He inhaled slowly. “No mudslide, got it. Easy peasy or whatever.”

“Unless you plan on buying every inch of this pitiful town at once, I’m sure we’ll manage just fine. I planned for the future, invested, made the money work for me… it might as well work for you.” Though he was chuckling, there was a somber note to it. His money wasn’t doing anything other than growing in the bank while he was dead, and if things went south, it would only continue to to do so. The least he could do  was put it to some use. “I’ll order one next week and give it to you as soon as it comes in.” 

🌋 ― “God no. What would I even do with a town?” He laughed. “Small towns. So boring.. but the drama?  Unparalleled.” Mystic Falls had that supernatural drama on lock. Dimitri stepped over and gave them a friendly pat to the shoulder. “I mean it. Thanks. I really miss having a bed.” He grinned at his own joke.

“That obvious?” Grayson teased, perhaps he’d lost his touch over the years, perhaps being a father simply suited him, either way, the doctor wasn’t upset by it. “That’s great, I’d love to travel more later on down the line… but I understand what it is to follow in the steps of your father. ‘Like father like son’ is more real than most people would think…”

Okay…hes not trying to avoid me…sage thought to herself. Come on dont just stand there with your mouth hanging open…hes gonna think somethings wrong. “H-how have you been…?” She mentally face palmed. “I mean…are you…good?” She had not seen him since the carnival so it was a valid question.

🌋 ― Dimitri noticed the awkward air but figured he was bringing most of it to the table. “In one piece, which is nice.” He flashed a grin. The carnival was pretty fucked up, and aside for the awkward hook up, it was a disaster. “Heard anything on your end?” 

Sage didnt have fears of him trying to dodge him to be very honest she was more likely to try and avoid him for fear of not knowing what to say. So when she rounded the corner of the library into the hall she was shocked to say the least when her face connected with an all too familiar chest. “Oop, sorry”

🌋 ― That wasn’t so bad. He wasn’t a fan of the conflicted expression she was wearing, but at the end of the day, they were two people occupying the same space. Two friends who were extra.. friendly one night. He really didn’t know how to do this. “No problem.” 

“Oh.” Well, that wasn’t the answer she expected, and if this was just an innocent bystander and she was being too paranoid, well, that certainly made things awkward. “I’m sorry for your loss…”

🌋 ― “It’s fine, we’re fine.” He didn’t know what they were. This wasn’t something he’d ever thought about before. “Just, different now. Death does that.” Dimitri wasn’t as used to death as he should’ve been, for how old he was. Death. He didn’t stick around long enough to experience that kind of loss. He wasn’t even around for Ryan’s.