#crowsalvation

"Damon," he sighed. Enzo's sense of self-worth was next to zero, due to being a street urchin no one wanted in his human life, then thoroughly tortured and dehumanized for seventy years as a vampire. . . But Damon's level of self-loathing was truly a terrible marvel to behold. He loved the man so fiercely, and hearing him talk about himself like this broke his heart.

Vampire speed took him from across the room to mere steps in front of Damon in the blink of an eye, and Enzo took the other man's face in his hands.

"I have never believed anything more," he said firmly. "You are not some defective thing to be cast aside, Damon. You became exactly who you needed to be. A survivor. I wouldn't change anything about you. For as much as you frustrate me at times, and God knows that you do, I love you just as you are. I have since we shared those pitiful cells together."

The air smelled of blood as that little hotel room laid thick with five or so bodies. Some lifeless, some still twitching.

She caught his piercing blue eyes with her own as she drank the last drops from their final victim.

Katherine peeled her mouth away from his neck, teeth leaving flesh with a sickening squelch as she let the body drop to the floor. Licking her lips she beckoned her sire with a finger. Blood always tastes better licked from the lips of your lover.

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"count me as surprised that you're even so blatantly self aware." she quips, scoffing in disbelief. really, she didn't think narcissists could do that. watching him step closer, doe-eyes became fiercer, bolder in their outrage when it came to his behavior and the terrible energy he put off and just OOZED with. "and glib." adding once he assures her he was completely AWARE, somehow she's only half a believer in that. "because i always like to give people the benefit of the doubt." elena corrects. which was bad on her, because clearly that was a mistake.

meme: comfort starters status: accepting (from mutuals)

There's no hesitation when Bonnie takes the mug Damon offers her. No snark or remark, just quiet acceptance. It's a far cry from their usual interactions and some part of her registers that. The rest of her still thrums with anxiety and the lingering panic she's only barely keeping off her face.

She murmurs her thanks - yet another thing she wouldn't do if she weren't so out of it - but honestly, she's grateful he's here. Damon's a solid presence, a warmth chasing away the chill of whatever tried to get to her. Bonnie still doesn't know what it was, but it scared her. She looks down at the hot chocolate in her hands, wrapping her fingers around it and hoping desperately that she stops trembling.

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“My people teach that vampires are an offense to Nature—that they should be destroyed on sight, especially if they’ve killed thousands of people,” she grumbled. Her butterfly knife, which was tempered with vervain, sat cold against the smooth skin of her back, just underneath her t-shirt. “I’m here because of Bonnie. She’s my cousin. She told me she’s on your side, which unfortunately puts you on my side by default. But if you try to hurt our family or anyone innocent…I’m going to gut you & burn you. Do you understand that, Damon?”

A slight frown was on her face. “I’m Jen, by the way.”

The party could be better, especially for Klaus standards—but this one was for the humans—which meant bland music, bland food, and even worse bland guests. Besides Klaus and his little group, there wasn't much to interest Abigail. She was only there to persuade the guests into giving up tidbits of information she could ferry back to Klaus, or to garner donations for some charity that she was certain didn't exist.

But then there was Damon Salvatore, standing next to her at the far too extravagant bar, one of the few people who'd been invited that wasn't a boring human. She decided she may as well make the most of it, choosing to speak up, eyebrows raising in interest as he answered her.

"Oh, I don't pay for my own drinks. But since I'm feeling generous, I'll put you on my tab. Free drinks for the rest of the night."