that boy is a monster.

Blaine Anderson. Eighteen. Currently taking a break from my studies at NYADA. Living with Rachel Berry now that I'm back home. Also a werewolf and part of Eden Malloye's pack.

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

“I’ll believe that when I have reason to.” Klaus chuckled as Blaine took the bottle. He gave him a curious look as he repeated what he had just said a few times, though he was asking another question before Klaus had time to bother with commenting on it. “No I haven’t been seeking out scantily clad teenage boys, actually.” As he watched Blaine take another drink he considered getting back up to go and open another bottle, but decided against it for the moment. He would save that for when he was alone again, and then drink until he could actually feel something from it. This boy wasn’t going to get to see him like that, no one outside of the people who actually lived in his house would. Well, aside from the person who led him to it in the first place.

Klaus continued to lean forward some in his chair, feeling as if he would be back up from it at any given moment. Whether it would be for Blaine’s benefit or his own he wasn’t sure. Though he still didn’t know what he was doing with him here now. Klaus often made plans, but he acted on impulse and figured things out as he went just as often. This time it was definitely the latter. He watched Blaine again, deciding that yes, he was indeed on his way to being drunk. He wondered if he should send him on his way soon, knowing that would probably be for the best.

He was going back and forth with that thought when his attention was very much so brought back to Blaine. He was admittedly surprised when the boy kissed him the first time, but he masked that and raised an eyebrow as he did it again. Before Klaus had time to offer his own response Blaine was going on again and then he was really kissing him this time. Klaus decided that he probably talked far too much for his liking, but he was…interesting. If he was going to have fun with someone, Blaine could be the one. With that in mind, Klaus kissed him back. As Klaus leaned forward to the edge of the chair one of his hands went to Blaine’s hip, pulling him to him. He continued to kiss him for another moment before letting go and pulling back from him. “Do you know what you’re doing, little wolf?” Klaus questioned, voice low.

[werewarbler]

"No," he answered quietly, sliding onto Klaus' lap and kissing him again. Blaine couldn't remember the last time he'd kissed anyone. It was probably sometime in New York, and probably wasn't that long ago, but his head was too muddled right now to care. For someone who was dead, Klaus felt warm, or maybe he was just too warm from all the alcohol he'd been drinking. He really couldn't tell and he really didn't care. There was a small buzz in the back of his head as he straddled the hybrid's lap telling him that he was in danger, but he easily silenced it.

"Do you know what you're doing?" he asked, one hand on Klaus' neck and the other running down his arm. Blaine's head felt heavy and he let it rest against Klaus' for a moment. He leaned in for another kiss, but stopped short, shaking his head. Blaine just let his head rest on Klaus shoulder for a moment before sliding backwards from him and sitting on the couch and sinking into it. He closed his eyes, not worried about anything at the moment other than content he felt in that moment.

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

“Oh I should?” Klaus leaned forward in his chair as Blaine came closer to him. His eyes went over him as he started to fill his glass back up, trying to assess the effects the alcohol had on him so far. He seemed to still be in decent shape, and as he was a werewolf Klaus knew that his tolerance would naturally be a bit higher than the usual, though nowhere near what his own was. If Klaus wanted that roaring drunk feeling, he was going to have to clean out at least half of the liquor cabinet. 

Klaus took another drink from his own glass after he filled Blaine’s up again. He merely gave an eye roll to his comment before finishing off his second glass completely. “Yes, I’m really old.” He answered, sinking back into the chair some. “Over a thousand.” It was always strange every time he actually said that, no matter how many times he did. For a rather large portion of his life, time passed too quickly for him to even notice. It didn’t start out that way, but over the years things changed. He could practically blink a decade away, the insignificant ones especially.

He frowned some at Blaine’s question, thinking about the answer he would often give to it. It would be his own way of selling the idea of being able to live forever. Blaine was already speaking again before he could even get a word out though, so he decided to just not worry with it. “Yes, I know him very well.” He watched Blaine as he finished off his own glass again. “If I pour you another glass are you going to continue to ramble on?” He raised an eyebrow, looking to the glass that was held out to him to refill. “Or perhaps just hit the floor?” His eyes went back to Blaine. “I’m not terribly fond of the idea of either one occurring.” Klaus leaned forward in the chair again and took Blaine’s glass from his hand, setting it off to the side. He brought the bottle he still had in his hand up and took one long drink before bringing it back down. “I trust that you know your own limits though.” There was a smirk on his face as he put the bottle in Blaine’s hand. “Here, finish it off if you like.”

[werewarbler]

"Yes," Blaine confirmed softly, taking the bottle from his hands. He took a drink, watching Klaus as his questions were answered. "Really old." He repeated himself a couple of times as if he was still having some trouble comprehending just exactly how old Klaus was. His face flushed a little more and he nodded, moving closer. "So do you have scantily clad teenage boys in your living room a lot or am I your first?" he asked, taking a drink. His head was swimming now and his little plan to prove himself seemed to be backfiring. Or it was working perfectly because Blaine kind of felt invincible.

The fact that Klaus knew Daniel seemed to slip right over his head. Of course they knew each other. Daniel was old as dirt and Klaus was too. The thoughts fizzled away and he looked down to the nearly empty bottle of liquor in his hands. Of course he wasn't about to pass out on the floor. "I won't hit the floor unless you mean dancing, in that case, I might," he smiled blearily. Blaine couldn't remember what being drunk felt like but right now he felt great. His face was warm and he knew in that moment that he could do anything that he wanted to. He could kill Klaus if he chose.

But apparently kill was too close to the word kiss because he moved forward, planting a soft yet slightly drunken kiss on Klaus' lips. He let out a soft laugh and did it again before sitting back on the couch. "You need... you should lighten up. Uptight Hybrid Vampire Man." Blaine pointed at him, smiling still. "We both just need to let go and stop worrying and I think I should kiss you again." Blaine sat forward, pressing a deeper kiss to Klaus' lips before the hybrid could protest, risking his life for what seemed to be the millionth time that night alone. If Klaus didn't kill him, Rachel probably would if and when she found out.

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

“Something like that.” Klaus laughed openly at his comment. “But you did come willingly, so…” he led off, the smirk on his face was smug. He could give Blaine some credit where credit was due, but something told him that it wouldn’t be very difficult to bend the boy to do what he wanted. Maybe it was the fact that he was in his house, and keeping his interest. Of course it was a mistake to take his chances and go with Klaus that night, but it was too late now.

Klaus smirked as Blaine looked to him. “I’m glad you think so.” He continued to watch him, letting his own curiosities take over. He wondered if he would ever speak a word of this to his friends, and doubted it. Casually sharing a drink with him probably wasn’t something that would be highly approved of. And if the way he acted around him wasn’t already an indication, given the fact that he had yet to properly meet Blaine until tonight he thought he could assume that he was very far out of his element right now.

“And you think you’re worth all that trouble?” Klaus was amused, he would give Blaine that much. He took another slow drink from his glass and finished it off before leaning down to grab the bottle up from the floor. His eyes fixed on Blaine as he filled the glass in his hand back up. “And lived to tell the tale? No one’s coming to mind.” After the glass was full he tilted the bottle back up and held it in Blaine’s direction, giving it a shake. “Think you can handle another glass?”

[werewarbler]

Blaine gave him a look but held out his empty glass towards Klaus. "I am definitely worth the trouble," he sighed, moving closer to the chair Klaus was in so he could get a refill. "You should want the trouble." Blaine's head was only slightly fuzzy, and he was sure that if he had been human that the one glass of old as balls alcohol would have been enough to sufficiently get him drunk or kill him, but here he was. He could feel his body trying to overcome the affects of it but if he was going to be here in this house any longer he was going to have to be drunk.

"Oh, well that's too bad because they're really pouty," he sighed, watching as the glass was refilled. Blaine pulled it back to him, taking another drink. He sat up some, looking back to Klaus, his cheeks slightly flushed as he took another long drink. "So you're like... really old, right? Really old. You've been around for what? A thousand years?" Blaine wasn't sure he could fathom being alive that long while sober, so his drunk mind was definitely having trouble processing it.

"What's it like?" he asked, looking down at the floor. "It sounds lonely. Watching everyone you know and love die. Unless of course they're vampires too. My friend Gwen is one. Her maker is Daniel. Do you know Daniel well? And Mike is my friend too. They're both his. And Caroline's a vampire." Blaine frowned some. A lot of people he knew were vampires apparently. And soon he was going to die and they'd all move on. He let out another sigh and emptied his glass before holding it out to Klaus again, wordlessly asking for a refill.

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

“Is it?” Klaus questioned him with an arched brow. “Don’t be so quick to make assumptions, Blaine. You don’t even know me.” Obviously he had heard plenty of stories and knew of him. He could only imagine what the teenagers of the town said about him. That was the way he wanted it after all. Or always claimed to, at least. After he generously filled the two glasses he picked one up with each hand and brought the bottle with him in the crook of his arm, knowing he would be refilling his own.

As he came back over he saw Blaine waiting on the couch for him. He walked around the couch and stopped just in front of him, offering one of the glasses out. “This is a few centuries old. I believe it was stolen from a king, or his queen more specifically.” He told him with a smirk. “It’s rather strong if nothing else.” He lingered there for a brief moment before opting to sit in an arm chair opposite the couch. Whatever sort of feelings he wanted to invoke in Blaine, he wouldn’t be sitting beside him just yet.

After he sat down Klaus let the bottle rest on the floor by his foot and settled further into the chair. He looked off to the side as he took a long drink, eyes going to the fireplace as he swallowed before he eventually looked back to Blaine. He watched him for a moment, waiting to see how he would take to being here with him now.

[werewarbler]

Another soft whine formed at the back of his throat as he looked down at the glass handed to him. He hadn't had alcohol in almost a year and this was what he was given to start off with. "A queen?" he asked softly, still looking down into it. "I'm drinking Anne Boleyn's secret stash with a psychopath," he murmured. Well, if he was going to do it, he might as well get it done. Steeling himself, Blaine brought the glass to his lips and carefully took a sip. It burned as it went down and he clamped his eyes shut as he swallowed. It actually wasn't awful and he'd been scared for nothing.

Blaine opened his eyes and looked to Klaus, fully aware that he was being watched by the hybrid. "It's actually pretty good," he conceded, relaxing some more and taking another drink. Maybe Klaus wasn't so bad. Or the liquor in his hand was stronger than he thought and his judgement was already becoming impaired. With another drink, Blaine decided it was the second option because he knew Klaus was as bad as people said, and probably worse.

"So when does the sales pitch start?" he asked, looking up at him and watching him expectantly. "Like, are you going to put on a big cloak and get all theatrical about it? I want to be promised real power and a car and maybe a small country." Blaine rambled for a moment, sitting back on the couch and draining his glass. "Has anyone ever told you that you have really pouty lips?"

[smoakks-deactivated20150528]

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

“Don’t tempt me.” he chuckled as Blaine brushed past him to come inside. Whatever Klaus’ intentions with him were, if he felt the need to he would impress him. He would make sure of it. The most courting he had done lately was with werewolves who were soon to be hybrids. He promised them things, and guaranteed that the pain of being forced to transition would forever be gone. Whether it was fair or not, that was what always really got them. As he looked after Blaine he wondered what it would take to get him. Surely he knew enough about him and his hybrids. He realized that he was determined to lead him to want it though, and now it was only a matter of the things to offer and the words to say.

Klaus shut the door back behind them and fully turned to face Blaine. “Good.” He said as he stood a few feet behind him. “Who knows, perhaps you’ll even find my company to be enjoyable.” He looked at the boy’s back for a moment, trying to figure him out. Though he thought he knew why he was here. It was something that Klaus had learned about humanity over his many years, even the purest of hearts would be drawn to darkness. His darkness. And that was his favorite thing of all, taking someone and corrupting them from the inside out, exposing them for everything that humanity truly is. Just to show that he could.

The sound of Blaine’s voice pulled him out of his own thoughts. He chuckled and merely looked at him for a moment before taking a few steps toward him. Klaus brought a hand out to touch his shoulder, edging him in the same direction he was about to head in. “This way.” His hand slipped away from Blaine’s shoulder then and he continued off to the right, expecting to be followed. “Feel free to take a seat wherever you like.” He said over his shoulder as he stopped in the next room. He went straight for a cabinet and bent down to pull the bottom doors open. Klaus shuffled the bottles around for a bit before he found the one he wanted and straightened back up. As he moved away from the cabinet he grabbed two glasses and stopped at a nearby table to fill them.

[werewarbler]

Blaine let out a weak chuckle and nodded. He didn't want Klaus to try and impress him. That would definitely lead down a road he wasn't willing to travel. "That's a big perhaps," he responded, not turning back to him. If death was coming, he didn't really want to be facing it. He was about to take a step forward when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Blaine wanted to shake him off but he figured that movement would be the last one he ever made, so he walked with Klaus into the next room letting out a soft sigh when he was released. Everything looked so warm in the house, he noted as Klaus left him alone. And he swore he saw a blonde girl walk by but he'd been paying attention elsewhere and had only caught a glimpse of her. Did Klaus keep people like pets?

He better not end up on a leash. Blaine opted not to sit down just yet but instead wandered around the room, exploring and looking around. This might be the only time he was in this place and he wanted to take as much in as possible. He stopped at a bookshelf and looked up, tilting his head back so he could look up to the top where the books reached the ceiling. The only time he ever saw a lot of books together was in a library, but he was sure that if he could live to be a thousand, he'd accumulate a lot of books too. Blaine stepped away and continued to walk, his eyes traveling. Part of him wanted to tell someone where he had been, but that would just open a lot of questions, so he knew keeping this to himself was the only way to go. Hopefully Rachel would be too caught up with Puck recovering to notice his absence.

Blaine stopped again, this time at a painting and stood staring at it, trying to figure out what it was. It looked like a bunch of leaves but then again, it could have been any number of things. He tilted his head to the side some, eyes squinting slightly as he studied the painting. Deciding that it wasn't worth it, Blaine moved away from it and sat down on a couch to wait. At least it was comfortable. He sat back, sinking into it some. He let his eyes close briefly, taking a deep breath as he waited for Klaus to come back with either their drinks or with a straw for Blaine's own blood.

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

Klaus looked ahead as they continued to walk, pretending not to be focused on much of anything, though Blaine’s silence did catch his attention. He wondered what he was thinking, what it was about his words that had set him off into that much thought. Obviously they had things in common, but naturally, he would be opposed to that idea. “Of course you’re not.” He agreed, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, of course. “Many things.” Klaus chuckled at his question about Daniel. “Things that were bound to catch up with him eventually.” Whereas Klaus had purposefully made himself known and feared in an effort to protect himself and his siblings, he knew that Daniel’s identity seemed to be ever changing. 

To his comment about friendship Klaus said nothing, as that was an area he didn’t have much luck in, not that it wasn’t entirely his own fault. He looked to Blaine again as they came closer to his house, curious to how he would react now. The house wouldn’t be empty, but there wouldn’t exactly be anyone around to prevent Klaus from killing him if he felt the desire to either, and he had a feeling that Blaine knew that. “Have you?” He raised an eyebrow. “Don’t worry, if I were trying to impress you, you’d know.”

Soon after Klaus spoke they were nearing the end of his own driveway. He spared Blaine another glance before he continued forward, heading straight for the door. He continued on until he reached the porch, moving up the few stairs and onto it. With that he opened the already unlocked front door and stepped inside, pulling the door all the way open with him. “Are you going to back out now? I believe this would be the last chance.” His eyes lingered on Blaine for a moment before he let go of the door and stepped further inside.

[werewarbler]

Blaine's head was starting to hurt. He didn't want to know about Daniel or Klaus or whatever trauma was going to await them in the morning. There was just too much and he wanted it to stop. He needed to forget about it or he was going to worry himself to death. With a deep breath looked back up to the house, sparing Klaus one final glance. "I highly doubt that you'd manage to impress me," he said before brushing past the older man to step inside, another chill passing over him as they came into contact. Stepping into the house, he suddenly felt under-dressed.

And okay, maybe the house was a little impressive, but he certainly wasn't going to tell that to Klaus. The man seemed like he had an ego as it was. "I believe it was but no, I'm not backing out." Blaine knew he should. He was in the lion's den now. But it was just going to be drinks, right? And possible death. At least he'd be too drunk to care, he hoped. There was still no way for him to know where this night was going to go and he definitely wasn't going to tell anyone about it if he made it out alive.

"So?" he asked, stopping in the middle of the front room and turning around to face Klaus. "You brought me here for a drink, right? Well..." Blaine was starting to get a little anxious and agitated and it made him pushy. Which he could probably come to regret later on. At least until his head fell off or his heart was ripped out. "Where are the drinks?"

[christian-audigier]

doagc + space and/or full body

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

Klaus gave a small shrug. “I’m sure we have something, if you looked hard enough for it.” He smirked again as he looked at Blaine for a moment. At his confirmation about the drinking Klaus gave a nod. “Yes, that would be considered a rather long time.” He was often having a drink himself, but he rarely ever drank enough to get drunk these days, partly because it took so much to get him to that point. If he was going to envy humans something, it might be that.

“It certainly is a trap of some kind.” He frowned slightly, still bothered by the fact that he didn’t know who was coming after Demetrio. If anyone was going to bring pain and revenge upon him now, it would be Klaus. He planned on getting his answers soon enough though, that was part of tonight’s purpose, he would use Puck to get them. “But I suppose you cared enough about Demetrio’s progeny to return anyway?”

Klaus gave him another nod. “Yes, we are.” He looked to the side again, watching Blaine. He had a feeling that he wouldn’t back out now, but they were going to his home, so he was looking for that fear again. “Good.” Klaus said, smiling. “Well alright then. As far as alcohol goes I always have a rather impressive stash.” That much was true, and the reason why his siblings often stole from said stash. He could only complain so much though as it was all stolen in the first place. Klaus looked up as they rounded a corner and came into the neighborhood where the Mikaelson’s was located.

[werewarbler]

Blaine felt another chill roll down his spine at those words. Sure, there were the basics, they were both werewolves. Sort of. But there wasn't much else that Blaine could see having in common with the man next to him, and it scared him that there could be anything at all. Did they both have absent fathers? Did Klaus feel as lonely as Blaine did sometimes? The thoughts about how he could possibly be like Klaus seemed to race through through his head that he didn't even hear the hybrid's next words.

"I'm nothing like you," he finally resolved. Blaine swallowed thickly and nodded. "A trap. But why? What did this Daniel guy ever do?" He had met Daniel on occasion, usually when he was hanging out with Gwen, and then he'd moved to New York and never worried about it, although he could swear that the man was in the audience at the winter showcase when Rachel performed. "I do. Mike and Gwen are my friends. Of course I was going to come back for them. You don't leave your friends behind."

He stiffened some as they rounded a corner and the Mikaelson's house came into view. So it was happening. He'd actually walked with Klaus Mikaelson from his apartment complex to the man's house and they were going inside to drink like they were old friends. Blaine's stomach did a little flip again and he tried not to think about what else was going to happen. The night had a variety of colorful ways it could end. "I've heard that one before," he said idly, remembering distinctly a similar line being used on him. He took a deep breath and steeled himself, trying not to show how anxious he actually was as they got closer to the deathtrap.

[gwensalvatore-blog]

I don't think you're ready for this jelly → Gwen/Blaine

After dancing her heart out with Valerie, Gwen was in need of a break. She’d noticed that Clair was no longer by the bar and decided to head over there. “One shirley temple, please,” she said as the bartender approached her. The cosmo she’d had a few weeks ago while hanging out with Jes had been nice, but shirley temple’s were her favorite drink. They were fun and a little bit childish, which was how she viewed herself. She didn’t feel enough like an adult yet to be drinking cosmos like some socialite, she was just a kid trying to having fun with her friends.

She smiled as her drink was placed on the counter and looked around her to see if any of her friend’s were near by. Her eyes landed on Blaine and she moved towards him, drink in hand. “Blainers, I haven’t seen you in forever,” she said, her voice getting higher as her excitement grew. “Where have you been? What have you been up to? Are you okay? How did the other night go?” Her words tripped over themselves as she rushed to get them all out. She placed her drink on the new section of bar she’d moved too, careful not to spill it, and leaned towards him ready to hear whatever her friend had to say.

[werewarbler]

Loosen up. Blaine turned the words over in his head as he sat at the bar, nursing a beer. He'd been hearing things like that all year from friends and classmates, on top of all the short jokes. Sure, some of them could be endearing. But a lot of times he just felt worse about it all. Shaking his head, he looked up when he heard someone say his name, and flashed his best smile at her. He definitely wasn't about to worry Gwen with any of this. "Gwen!" he said excitedly as she got closer. He waited until her drink was safely on the bar before pulling her into a tight hug.

"Well, working," he laughed as he pulled back. "I got in from New York and kind of dove right back into work." Blaine sighed but smiled at her. "I'm alright and it went fine. I think I could do it in my sleep now." He looked around before turning back to her. "And you? How have you been? You look good." He'd been worried about her. Blaine hadn't known for sure what was going on, but it didn't matter. She was one of his best friends. "I'm glad you're back, I just wish it was all under different circumstances."

[diariesofagleeclub-blog]

Chatzy Transcript and Party Update

Our first official chatzy event was a success. Many people started off the night with a few rounds of shots, a few danced to the music, Jeremy and Elena shared a sentimental moment, and a surprise guest crashed the party. But the fun’s not over yet, for the next three days you guys are responsible for at least one party para. While this is a supernatural disaster free zone, emotional disasters and shenanigans are strongly encouraged! Enjoy the fun!

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[unicornsanddolphins]

[werewarbler]

My Head is an Animal → Blaine and Klaus

[immortal-hybrid]

“Ah, I’m afraid that’s something we don’t have in common, then.” Klaus commented with an amused smirk still lingering on his face, as if that was the only thing they didn’t have in common. His head turned to the side again when Blaine seemed to choose to walk beside him. “So it’s been a while?” His eyes lingered on Blaine. Klaus didn’t know what the real purpose was in spending the rest of his evening with this boy, but he was going to do it anyway. It wasn’t as if he ever really searched for the purpose behind his actions to begin with, most of the things he did were motivated by what he felt, or didn’t.

The fact that he could so easily slip into casual conversation and put up his charming persona was probably alarming, but after a thousand years of practice, it was something he did best. When he wanted to, he could make people see things in him that were no longer there. “You dance?” He asked, focusing his attention on Blaine again. “Is that something you were pursuing, in New York?”

Klaus could tell that Blaine wasn’t as scared by the idea of being with him now, or was just getting better at controlling it, because the sound of his heartbeat had slowed. He continued moving forward, casually taking in their surroundings as they walked before he spoke again. “As this was rather spontaneous I must say that I didn’t have a particular destination in mind, though I do know where I keep something far better than anything the Grill has to offer.” When Klaus had his own stash of centuries old alcohol, the idea of getting it from the local bar was never quite as appealing. “It’s been a rather long night, I feel as if I probably need it.” That had been his original plan, to find himself a temporary houseguest and then drink alone. He wasn’t sure that he would be having any blood now though, as he doubted that Blaine would be very willing to offer up his own. “Don’t worry though, if you’re not feeling particularly brave by the time we get there my sister does keep the refrigerator full with anything she wishes.”

[werewarbler]

"You say that like we have anything in common," Blaine said dryly, frowning some. He didn't really want to be anything like Klaus. The man was cruel and vicious and alone. "Yes it has," he confirmed. "About a year or so, I guess." And it's not like it was any of Klaus' business, but Blaine found that he couldn't really stop himself from talking. Sometimes he did not like his outgoing nature. But so far it felt like tonight was just going to be about drinking to forget stress, and that he wouldn't be dying. At least not right away. So who was he to begrudge Klaus a drink or two?

Blaine was a little caught off guard when he was asked about his dancing but nodded anyway. "Yes. I've been dancing since I was a kid," he shrugged. He liked to think he was a good dancer. He'd gotten into NYADA after all. "It was. I was going to a performing arts school before we were all called back to this... trap or whatever it is." Did Klaus know something about why they were back? Blaine was aware that Daniel and Klaus were acquainted. But just how much did the hybrid know about what was going on?

"So we're going to your place?" Blaine's heart did a little flip in his chest that was part fear and part excitement that he didn't understand. He shook himself some, rubbing his bare arms despite not being cold at all. Klaus still had him on edge. "I guess it has, yeah," he nodded. And he suddenly felt small again, like he did whenever he was with the rest of the pack. Blaine wanted to be brave and not the runt of the litter. "I think I can handle it," he finally said, determined to not be scared of this anymore. "Like you said, it's been a long night. I... I could use a drink too." Was he getting in over his head? Probably. But he wasn't going to be scared anymore.

[werewarbler]

Text → Blaine

Blaine: I'm not exactly sure what that is. I think I missed that arc.

Blaine: Like... to hit people with?

Clair: Don't worry about it, pup.

Clair: No, like to bludgeon them.

Blaine: I'm getting the food now.

[werewarbler]

Text → Blaine

Clair: If the moonstone's still around, I wouldn't mind owning that piece of Mystic Falls history.

Clair: It'd be a great weapon.

Blaine: I'm not exactly sure what that is. I think I missed that arc.

Blaine: Like... to hit people with?

[werewarbler]

Text → Blaine

Clair: Sam told me you're coming over.

Clair: To get into the house, you're going to need bring me a double bacon cheeseburger with ketchup, mustard, and pickles, curly fries, and a mint chocolat shake.

Blaine: I am.

Blaine: I feel like I'm on a quest now. Would you like some sort of celestial empowered gem as well?

[tmhollandss]

sam evans + blaine