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[dotdotdotmunch]

[ today your mess hall has blood-flavoured punch ]

[ dig in ]

Huh. Fruity.

((nighttime, will pick up later))

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[dopplegangs]

Enjoying yourself?

[impiersonate]

Usually. Hello, Elena.

[dopplegangs]

Hello, Katherine.

[impiersonate]

Are you?

[dopplegangs]

It doesn't suit my tastes. What a surprise.

[impiersonate]

You're right, no surprises there, but I did mean in general.

[dopplegangs]

Since when did you care?

[impiersonate]

I don't. I just like to try to trick you into a conversational slip-up.

[rolls her eyes.]

[dopplegangs]

I seriously hope you're not going to do something stupid.

[impiersonate]

Everything I do is carefully planned. If anyone's going to be an idiot, I would put a large amount of money on it being you.

[dopplegangs]

Using the easy way out.

[impiersonate]

If it's a way out.

[dopplegangs]

I want to try understanding you.

[impiersonate]

. . .

Alright! Sounds like a laugh.

[dopplegangs]

What makes you tick? What fuels you? I know you spent your life running from Klaus, that he killed your family, so I know that you had that fire to live, to keep living. But now what?

[impiersonate]

[. . . grins]

This -- [slipping deliberately into a Romanian slur] Elena Gilbert -- [and back to the usual voice] is a conversation we are only going to have over drinks.