Stefan Salvatore

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thefiercemarshall:

" A junior, wow, you look.. much older. You're allot more mature then many juniors I know." She nodded as she took another sip. "I should be a freshman this year in college, but… I am here instead."

"I do?" he asked curious. True, he was much older, but the day he'd stopped aging was at seventeen. "Maybe that's just because I'm not all too fond of parties," he said with a smile.  "So why aren't you in college?"

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amy--henderson:

Is it…Caroline Forbes?

The one and only.

If you're looking for a party, she's your girl.

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neuroticaroline:

Caroline nodded slowly and took a sip from her drink every now and then. History wasn’t exactly her cup of tea, she preferred the present by far. Yet it was so utterly unbelievable that somebody had lived through the things she had heard about in class. Not that she had talked to Damon about it. Their relationship had been rather physical; sex, feeding and making her forget the abuse. “I see.” she replied quietly not really sure of what to say. Then she shook her head a little and eyed him from the side with a crooked smirk. “The thought of it is still so impossible though. I see now that the grumpiness comes from your high age but everything else… It’s so weird.”

Stefan raised his eyebrows at the mention of his grumpiness' but then smiled anyway. "Hey I'm not grumpy," he said as he shook his head before finishing his drink, "I'm just.. Not the most talkative person," he went on giving an explanation. He did understand that she thought it was weird though, so he simply shrugged. "I suppose it is a little weird, yes," he admitted. "Did I scare you away now?"

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evafairburn:

Stefaaan. I haven’t seen you in roughly three decades. At least give me this. 

Yes, well, you've seen me dance in the eighties, and that's all you're gonna get. But feel free to impress everyone and hit the floor.

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thefiercemarshall:

" Amongst other things." She chuckled, having some hidden innuendo in there somewhere. "Wait, your in high school aren’t you..? I remember Damon mentioning something like that."

Stefan simply smiled at the sexual innuendo and decided to ignore it, instead taking another sip of his drink.  "I am, yes, in junior year," he said as he nodded. "And you?"

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neuroticaroline:

Caroline gave a small nod as he checked back with her. She wanted to know about the true dimensions of this vampire existence, about just how meaningful this birthday would be — figuring that life would grow more valuable with the centuries but only because she could never in a million years imagine what it would feel like to be that old. “162.” she mouthed startled. “Oh, wow. You’re ancient. Not in a bad way — you still look awesome — but in a very wow way.” Still caught up thinking about all the decades he must’ve lived through she took a sip from her drink and grimaced at the taste. “Do ever miss it? The past? The simpler times as my grandma says. Was it any better?”

He chuckled at her comment, ancient wasn't exactly the word that came to mind when he thought of himself, but he was glad that even though she seemed to be shocked, she didn't seem to be repulsed or scared by what he'd said. "Miss it?" he repeated as he thought back on his human life -something he'd done a lot lately- but then shrugged. "I don't know. It was simpler, yes, but not necessarily better. There was a more obvious line between right and wrong though. You knew exactly what was expected of you, and what the consequences would be if you didn't do it. I liked that," he explained, thinking about the only day he'd despised that very trait of his life, when his father had told Stefan he had to propose to Rosalyn. "But of course, there was slavery, and no women's rights, and a whole bunch of other things that are anything but morally correct."

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neuroticaroline:

“You clearly don’t know what’s best for you then but I will take care of it.” she replied gleefully, flashing a smile. The invitation cards laid finished and printed out on her desk at home and her decoration and beer source had been put on hold, ready to take a huge order from her any minute so they could deliver the following day. “But uh, how old are you anyway? I mean, like real age? The one that’s not your file.” Caroline wondered after she had thanked him for the drink and sat down on the couch. Then, she couldn’t help but laugh at his obvious surprise about her means of information gathering. “Yes, yes, sort of, yes and definitely.” she answered all of his questions in the right order before nudging him slightly. “Don’t think you’re special and do not underestimate me. If I put my mind to it, I can find out everything about everyone.”

Even though her enthusiasm was contagious, there was still the gloom cover of actually having a party that kept him from completely smiling back at her. He didn't know her all too well yet, but she'd probably already planned it all out in her head (possibly in real life as well). "My real age?" he asked, suddenly slightly nervous that anything he could say might be too much for her. Of course, she knew Damon, but she'd been compelled while she was with him, so this was still completely different. "I'll be 162 years old tomorrow," he said dryly before taking a sip of his bourbon. "I have to say, you're thorough," he said with one eyebrow raised when she told him about her working tactics. 

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neuroticaroline:

Caroline quickly shook her head as a sign that nothing that he could say in protest would change her mind about the topic. “You think that you do not want a birthday party but I know that once you are there you might actually enjoy. Below all this grumpy loner attitude there has to be a guy who loves celebrations. And by the way, I already planned everything so there’s no way out of this.” As he offered her a drink she nodded and smiled slightly. “Yes, please. Arguing with you makes me long for a shot.” Proud of herself to have gathered such valuable information she held her chin an inch higher than usual and threw her hair over her shoulder. “Well, our dear secretary, Mrs. Blake, has a favorite chocolate cake and after getting for her to celebrate her tenth office anniversary she shared your data with me. But that was weeks ago.”

"Oh, no, I know I don't want a party," he corrected her , though he'd already given up on bringing her off the idea. Perhaps if he just let her have her way and organize a party, he could just show up for a few minutes and quietly leave once the she got the party going. He poured her a drink too and gave it to her before offering her to sit down-- something he'd shamefully forgotten to do when she'd barged in-- and then took a seat himself. "Mrs. Blake? The strict old woman?" he asked with wide eyes as he thought she seemed impossible to persuade to giving out any kind of information. "Isn't that classified? And hold on, weeks ago? Do you research all new students like that?"

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Stefan and Caroline: f r i e n d s h i p

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neuroticaroline:

“As a matter of fact, I already knew you would say that.” Caroline might only know him for a month and a few scattered meetings here and there but Stefan was much of a mystery and — in most cases — easily figured out. Surely, he would refuse to have a birthday party. She sighed theatrically at his obvious ‘immortals don’t need birthday parties’ argument and tilted her head to the side pinning him with her glance. “Okay, one that’s not a good reason for not celebrating, it’s a lame excuse. Two, most people do not know that you’re dead and think that you’re a normal teenager, thus excessive party. And three… ” She counted her well-prepared arguments on her fingers and finally took a breath before continuing. “Look at yourself. Trust me, you only sit here or at school and you need a little social activity.” As he mentioned Damon she rolled her eyes. “No, figured it out all by myself.”

"Alright, well if you knew I was going to say, then you shouldn't have gone through the trouble of coming here, right? Honestly, Caroline, I don't need a birthday party. Nor do I want one, whether you think I give you valid reasons or not. Besides, there's a reason I didn't tell anyone about my birthday: I don't want to celebrate it," he said trying to get that into her head, though he wan't hoping. "Haven't I told you yet?" he asked jokingly as he pouted himself a drink, "I'm a loner. Do you want a drink?" he asked raising his glass to her. "How could you've possibly figured that out?" he wondered, sheer curiosity mixed with a hint of horror in his voice.

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neuroticaroline:

With a bright, knowing grin Caroline pushed herself past Stefan who seemed very baffled by her surprise visit. “So…” she began slowly turning around to face him again. “I saw in my calender that it’s your birthday this weekend and I have heard of no party plan at all. Why is that, Salvatore? Don’t tell me you do not want to throw a party because that would unacceptable.”

A bit dumbfounded, Stefan moved to let Caroline invite herself in but quickly followed her into the living room, his confusion growing with every second. Once she began about his birthday however, he let out an annoyed sigh and tried to interrupt her, but then just silently nodded his head when that obviously wasn't possible. Once she finished speaking, he looked up at her and frowned. "I don't want a birthday party," he said matter of factly as he walked over to Damon's stack of alcohol "Besides, I'm technically dead, so I don't think I should celebrate. And how do you even know it's my birthday? Did Damon tell you anything?" he asked her, confusion spreading across his features.

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✴ - An angry text

Sat 03:40 pm [text] No, Caroline, you promised you wouldn't stay in there too long, just to get the dagger. Kol could get home any minute. If I was able to get in as well I'd personally drag you out.

Sat 03.44 pm [text] And if you keep ignoring my texts I'll have to ask Bonnie to create another spell.

Sat 03.49 pm [text] Dammit, Caroline! Answer me.

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thefiercemarshall:

” Don’t worry about it, they are.. terrible.” She laughed. “They are allot of teenage girl’s wet dreams, along with Edward Cullen and all that.” She shrugged, still not getting the appeal of vampires, or the werewolves. “Right, well you are much more modest then your brother. I don’t think he would ever admit that he was flawed in anyway. I don’t really know much about relationships but, if you like someone.. you should always go for it.”

Stefan decided not to inquire about they were actually terrible about, and instead just dropped the subject. Edward Cullen he did know, but only vaguely, and he seemed to be glad for that. "My brother's pride is one of his most present features, yes," he said with a smile. But yeah, we'll see how it goes," he went on, referring to his relationship with Elena.

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evafairburn:

You don’t drink human blood, you don’t dance— C’mon Salvatore. Humor me. 

Um.. no.

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neuroticaroline:

“Surprise! I had a shocking revelation and I needed to talk to you about it asap — which means as soon as possible by the way — which is now.”

Caroline? What's wrong, is everything okay?

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evafairburn:

Hm. You’ll have to show me what it is you do. Then I can decide whether or not fun is the right word. 

Oh, yes. With, on, under, behind… every which way you can imagine, really. I like to experiment. He is indeed and there’s a chance your paths might have crossed… he goes by the name of Kol. A charming man, with killer instincts, to say the least. He taught me all I know and then some. Of course, I hardly see the bastard these days, so I refuse to give him all the credit. 

Well for one, I go to school now.

Alright, that's all the detail I need, thank you. Kol? Nope.. Doesn't ring a bell. But if he's got killer instincts and is currently in Mystic Falls then maybe I should get to know him, just to be sure.