Night 57: F01-F10 Hallway

[ninelivesonce]

She still hated experimental psychologists. Whether they lied or not, they only cared about results, and not the people that were their test subjects. Aguilar was just like the ones who'd created her -- if he really wanted results, he'd tell them what he expected. Not what to do;only the worst commanders had no use for initiative, and that was

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[saviored]

[from here]

Damon's eyes narrowed briefly at the name Indiana (seriously), but he brushed it aside for less ridiculous things than Alaric's roommate being...Harrison Ford from the eighties. Some things? Not worth it.

"Wouldn't be surprised. I'd like to know where they're all coming from." These weren't exactly your everyday people walking the street. He'd met enough of them to catch that aside from a select few, there was something...off about them, whether it was obvious like Edward or more subtle like Zack.

He turned down the last hallway and started towards the very end. Oh, right, he'd have be invited in all over again, wouldn't he? Moving rooms here was probably the equivalent of moving homes. That was annoying.

"That one." He glanced over his shoulder, a contemplative look crossing his face. "Did I mention they may or may not know we're interrupting? Hope they're decent."

And then he pushed in the door.

[lookslikeher]

The one real problem with Landel's Institute, the biggest issue that Elena Gilbert could think of, to date, was that the beds were entirely too small. Nevermind how thin and uncomfortable the mattresses were, and how the frames threatened to collapse each time she moved at night, those things didn't really matter. No, they just weren't wide enough. Which was definitely a problem when it came to Elena and Stefan's make-out habits, because you couldn't very well roll around and fight to be on top when there was literally no room to do so without the threat of running out of mattress and hitting the floor.

This time she wasn't complaining though, not when she managed to win out for top, straddling Stefan's hips and loosely pinning his wrists near his head as they kissed.

There had definitely been no room for complaints prior to that exact moment either, considering they were too busy tearing off those hideous uniform jackets without a single care for just how torn up they really were, knowing they'd be fixed up perfectly by morning

[broodings]

He'd meant only to check up on her. At first he thought he would head straight out to the grounds of the Institute, figuring his best bet for feral creatures would be outdoors, but given Damon's mysterious plans and General Aguilar's uncharacteristic talkativeness, Stefan knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate on hunting without knowing first that Elena was safe.

And she was. Safe and whole and heady with all the particular scents which made her Elena, and she'd smiled immediately upon seeing him at her door. And as much Stefan knew it would be smarter to hold himself at a distance, what with the hunger rumbling within him, it had been so long since they'd been alone together. Truly alone, with no nurses, no rules, no smirking older brothers

[deathandgin]

This was one of those moments were Damon gave an all-too-vague warning that Alaric should have listened to regardless. Not that it was particularly helpful that Damon had waited until the last freaking second to mention that neither Stefan nor Elena knew the two of them were heading for her room.

In the context of a monster-invested asylum, seeing two fellow patients the furthest thing from decent during the prime monster-hunting time wouldn't have bothered most people. Unfortunately, one of those people who just so happened to be bra-less was his student, his girlfriend's charge, and technically his stepdaughter.

You could see the slight trauma there.

When his flashlight flickered through the room and he realized what he was seeing, Alaric uttered a small, "Oh god," before abruptly turning a hundred and eighty degrees and leaving the room, moving down the hall so he could neither see nor hear anything else for the moment.

Karma was a bitch.