#verse three.

yelena brings her glass up to her lips now. her composure remains neutral despite the weight of the room. ❝ ah, so is that the plan? ignore what's going on here and enjoy our dinner? ❞ she supposes they could. it's already here after all. both their dinner and whatever’s in store. a small smile forms on her lips. ❝ we’re being watched. ❞

"i guess it is that simple."

“Right. Get some rest. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

"you annoy me." dennis says flatly, letting out a sigh as they make eye contact with beck. maybe it's the few drinks they had, or maybe they were just feeling a little bit bold tonight. "because you're ... attractive and you're nice and it's really fuckin' annoying, man." dennis adds with a shake of their head, pausing for a moment before continuing. "let me take you out on a date sometime." okay maybe they were just feeling bold.

ㅤㅤmystic falls is long behind her - though part of her will always feel like it's home, the other part of her feels like she no longer belongs there after her death. she doesn't feel connected to the small town anymore, and it causes her heart to ache. so she gets away, heading for a small town in louisiana that is rumored to be frequented by other vampires. less than half the size of her birth town, it has both a cozy and uncanny valley feeling to it. it's also a tad too close to new orleans for comfort but she's curious, and well ... if she has eternity stretching out before her now, she might as well quench it. hoping she's dressed the part, she slips into fangtasia, looking forward to being somewhere where, fingers crossed, no one knows her. she explores for a little while, before getting distracted by a bit of a crowd towards the back. she drifts towards it, peering around the shoulders of random patrons to spot @shadowbrn sprawled out on a ... throne? she can't help but let out a nearly hysterical little giggle at the sight, hand shooting up to cover her lips in an attempt to stifle the sound. gods, please tell her she didn't escape one egotistical vampiric maniac just to encounter another - though that would be just her luck, wouldn't it?

          “     if i were you, i’d stop talking,     ”     he addresses the last man still standing, and the shadows over his right arm dissipate as he reaches out to place a hand on his shoulder. the man’s face turned pale, hair falling out follicle by follicle. skin crumbled away in dry flakes, along with his clothes and flesh, leaving a bleached-white skeleton, weapon still in hand. nico pulls his hand away and takes a step back.     “     you’re dismissed,     ”     he says, and the skeleton collapses into a pile of bones. he turns, then, to celaena.     “     i know you had that handled. wanted to actually do something, for once.     ”

@becomingsea​ gets a family reunion

                “  you  need  to  get  out  of  here.  like,  right  now.  this  isn’t  the  kind  of  place  you  want  to  be  messing  around  with.  ”