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Damien&Thomas
He grabs Damien’s by the arm, and forces him to the floor, red all he can see. “Your about to find out why you don’t mess with Lockwood’s kid” he says, before, contacting his fist with Damien’s jaw.
Damien groans in pain the second he was hit. He had to admit he was surprised that hit harder than expected. “Anyone ever tell you not to mess with a witch that could break you like a twig?” He laughs as he got back up. He sticks his hand out in order to send some brain aneurysms his way.
Damien || Angel
“Good. Who are your victims?” She asked wanting to see if Damien’s plans mirrored what she would have done in the same situation. “Draw it from the originals. They have to contain the most magic in this town with hoe they were created, you just have to capture one.”
“You just stole the words right out of my mouth” He said with a laugh escaping his lips. “But which one?” He frowns. “I say Kol. He won’t be having so much fun then, would he? How’s about you help me? You’re hot and bound to get him into your bed within a few moments.”
“That’s hilarious” she teased. Miranda lifted a brow and held out her hand, a look of amusement on her face. “I hope so. I mean, I’ve been dancing every week for the better part of seventeen years so.. Here’s hoping you can keep up” she grinned. “Assuming you were talking about dancing that is.”
“I’m pretty funny. Yes, I know.” He winks at the girl and took her hand. “I do believe you told me once. I will try my best.” The young witch grins at the Salvatore girl. “Of course? What am I, a maniac?” He said and got his phone out. “Wait. I want to put a selfie of us on my Instagram. Follow me.”
Double trouble||Damien & Chris
“Settle down eager beaver.” Chris chuckled shaking his head. “The guy isn’t here and if he was I probably would’ve gotten in his face already. Plus i’m not looking to jump the gun just yet. I was just seeing if you’d be willing to lend a helping hand if the time came around. Good to know you would.”
“Sorry, I just have someone in mind I really, really, really want to inflict some pain on.” He sighed as Chris laughs. “I need some sort of outlet for my anger.” He gave in to laugh with his friend. “That’s what friends do.” He said and instantly flashbacks of the last time he said that come to mind.
Damien || Vincent
“Aware of the place, yet you’ve never taken the opportunity to step inside? A store that caters to what you are?” Vincent hummed, watching the boy carefully. “A true witch takes the opportunity to learn new skills, not steal them away from others. If you continue to do that then you will lose yourself.” He further explained. “I’m just here to share a friendly chat with you. I see great potential in you and wish to take you into my coven. I will personally train you and provide everything you need, but you would have to swear loyalty and will not be allowed to harm any of my witches.”
“I haven’t had the time. Can’t you tell I’m a busy man?” He said sarcastically to the elder. “True witch huh? And would being elder make you any more true?” Damien questioned. “So potential?” He hums. “I appreciate the offer but I will be no bitch to a coven. I don’t need to be put in order by anyone. I will also not be bossed around in such a manner. So I’m going to politely decline...”
Damien || Bonnie
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“You mean when you kidnapped me?” Bonnie asked, a surprised look crossing her face. “Seriously? You don’t seem like the kind of person to ask for forgiveness, or to really want forgiveness from anyone.”
“Umm..Yeah. If you insist on putting in those words.” Damien said with a frown. “Well would you believe me if I said I’m turning a new leaf, Bonnie?” He hums. “I’ve changed.”
Damien&Thomas
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Thomas grabbed the water from the counter pouring it over his shirt to put out the flame. “You little..” he could feel his blood begin to boil, rising and rising all he could see was read. Large amounts of red. “I’d leave now, before I do something I WONT REGRET and punch the light right out of you.”
Damien couldn’t help but chuckle at the boys reactions. “Uh oh. You know your eyes like like they are doing to pop up. You have this vien on your forehead.” He said trying to containing his laughter. “But why do that? I’m finally have fun in this town.”
Damien || Vincent
“It’s a shame that you don’t know who I am. A good witch learns about all other witches in town. Especially those who are known in the community. Have you stopped by my store?” Vincent chuckled before continuing. “My name is Vincent Griffith and I am a coven leader from New Orleans, where I am also an elder.”
“I am aware of the store, yes.” Damien hums and furrows his eyebrows. “Are you calling me a bad witch?” His hands clenching and part of the table vibrated. “Sorry about that.” He sighs. “Leader huh? I was part of a coven once.” The young witch thought. “And what is it you want with me? I’m just minding my own buisness in own.”
Damien || Vincent
“I thought so.” Vincent smirked, leaning back into his seat. He was pleased to know that Damien wasn’t an idiot. Being honest was honestly the best way to respond. “Let me ask you another question.” He continued, pressing his hands together over the table. “Do you know who I am?”
Damien places his elbow on his hand and places his chin on it. “Not in the slighest, mate. My apologies. I’ve been a little pre-occupied with trying to get in contanct with my father.”
Damien || Vincent
Vincent’s eyes flickered down to the ring that was currently gracing Damien’s finger. Naturally he knew what the ring was and how Damien was growing in power. Many witches in New Orleans had tried to steal magic from others, but he prevented it. There was no sense in stealing from others when you could acquire it yourself. “Let me ask you a question. When I first approached you and allowed you to sense my magic, did you think about stealing it?”
The second Damien heard the question, he was caught by surprise. Not many could see through him like that. He had no point in hiding behind a facade. “I will not lie and answer a grande yes to that question.” He said honestly. His eyes at the floor. The boy didn’t feel guilt but whatever he was feeling was coming pretty close.
Damien || Vincent
“I know who you are. I actually probably know more about you than you expect.” Vincent replied back a charming smile playing on his lips. Clearly, the man in front of him didn’t view him as a threat. Interesting. “I’m going to get straight to the point. I see talent and decided it was time to have a little chat.”
Once the man said he knew a lot about him, he started to get jut the little bit worried. He furrowed his eyebrows. “In my magic?” He asked in confusion. His fingers focused on his ring that stored all the magic he’d absorbed from other magical beings/ witches and warlocks. Any kind of magic. “Chat about what exactly?”
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Damien&Thomas
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“I’m sorry, did I miss the part were I’m meant to care?” he asks, rolling his eyes as he takes a sip of his drink. “Go play outside kid.”
“I’m far from a kid. You don’t look much old than I do.” He rolls his eyes. “Oh..but like a kid, I like games. Let’s play one. It’s called ‘First one to get the wolf on fire’ He grins. He mutters the words ‘Phesmatos incedia’ under his breath to set the others shirt a light. “Oh look at that. I won’