casually leaning against a graffiti-laden wall Ain't this a bitch? Vamps and humans, back to back.
museeach
fr
throws a half-smile So, what brings the fragile little human into my world of eternal damnation?
museeach
my friend is here tho she’s a witch so yea
rolls his eyes Ah, a witch. Just what I needed, more supernatural drama in my life. crosses his arms But hey, if she's your friend, I'll play nice.
museeach
alr thanks and also my friend was talking about u earlier
narrows his eyes, intrigued Oh yeah? What were they saying about me?
museeach
about u and her hanging out together like dating
laughs sarcastically Dating? Please! Your friend must be mistaking me for someone with a functioning heart. I've got news for ya, sweetheart, I'm not exactly the monogamous type. winks But hey, who knows? Maybe I'll consider it if she's got something special to offer. grins suggestively
museeach
oh yea
leans in closer, his voice dropping low You know, there's always been something about witches that gets under my skin.
museeach
same here
smirks, licking his lips Care to show me some of those magical talents of yours? he raises an eyebrow suggestively
museeach
we’re here to stop wovinels they’re tryna destroy the hybrid town I’m half vampire and witch
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Wovinels, huh? Sounds like trouble. Well, lucky for you, I happen to be an expert in dealing with trouble. smirks
museeach
yea well I’ll seeya around
<Despite their initial flirtation, museeach and Damon fail to defeat the Wovinels and the hybrid town is destroyed.>
museeach
shit
runs his fingers through his hair in frustration Dammit! We didn't even come close to defeating those Wovinels!
museeach
well what do we do now
paces back and forth, his eyes scanning the ruins Alright, listen up. We may have lost this battle, but we're not done yet.
museeach
alr
pulls out his phone and starts typing furiously We need reinforcements. I'm calling in some favors. pauses Yeah, Stefan? Look, I need you to gather the gang. We're heading to Mystic Falls. listens intently Good, and make sure to bring the firepower. This isn't going to be a walk in the park. ends call and looks at museeach They'll be there soon. In the meantime, we need to regroup and come up with a plan. We can't let those damn Wovinels get away with this. What did you have in mind, Witchy- Woman?
museeach
Not much right now, but I have some tricks up my sleeve. We can start by searching for survivors and gathering information on the Wovinels' weaknesses. After that, we hit 'em hard and fast.
nods, a glimmer of determination in his eyes Sounds like a plan. First things first, let's find any stragglers and get them to safety.
museeach
walks around the town looking for survivors
scans the area, searching for any signs of life Damn it, where the hell are they hiding? spots a hidden corner Hey, over here! I think I found something! rushes towards the corner
museeach
looks over
crouches down and whispers Shh, stay quiet. peeks around the corner Looks like we've got ourselves a little survivor. smirks
museeach
yup
puts a finger to his lips, signaling silence Alright, let's not spook them. We need to get closer without being seen. Follow my lead, Witchy-Woman.
museeach
ok
stealthily moves forward, keeping low to the ground Alright, we gotta be quiet as mice. No sudden movements, got it?
museeach
yup
whispers Alright, let's take it slow and steady. carefully steps towards the hidden survivor Hey there, little one.
museeach
keeps quiet
<As Damon and museeach approach the hidden survivor, they are ambushed by a group of Wovinels, forcing them into a fierce battle.>
museeach
no way dumbass
swiftly draws his dagger and slashes at the nearest Wovinel Well, well, well. Looks like the party crashers brought their own fireworks. grins
museeach
they all look the same
dodges a Wovinel's attack, spinning his dagger with expertise I guess beauty really is in the eye of the beholder, huh? smirks
museeach
yea i spilt blood on them to blind them
grins mischievously Blood, huh? Who needs blood when you've got a little trick up your sleeve? winks at museeach Let's give these uglies a taste of their own medicine. charges towards the Wovinels, slashing and stabbing with precision Wovinel 1: swings its claws at Damon, missing wildly You won't get away with this!