out of the fire, into the frying pan

[prescind]

Who: stefan salvatore (prescind) + katherine pierce (manipulative)
What: wtfing at their surroundings, exploring, figuring stuff out
When: early september
Where: cellar door, cassandra, all around

Content Warnings: probably some language to start.

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[manipulative]

With your twenty cars, huh?

[ she elbows his side gently, peering up at him with a smile. anything to take his mind off of the blood. her perfume's potent enough to cover a good whiff of it.

she exhales roughly through her nose. ]

I hope the dog and cat are here somewhere.

[prescind]

I didn't have twenty cars. Besides, you liked those cars. You drove them all the time.

( at least the porsche, she did. he sighs and rubs a hand over his face. )

Okay, we need to figure out where we are, how big this place is, if blood's really a currency and...I don't know what else. But we gotta stop just walking.

[manipulative]

Do we? Because "just walking" [ airquotes and all. ] has shown us that this place operates just like Deerington did on a societal level.

[ she smiles up at him, plenty pleased with herself. if their current surroundings of buildings, people bustling about, and people also speaking about random chitchat that both doesn't give her any more information and doesn't seem overly pressing is anything to go by, this place is an upgrade to deerington. ]

At least they're not creepily pastel.

[prescind]

Yeah, but I'd gotten used to all that.

( he kind of misses the cat police. he also honestly doesn't know how she's maintaining such a calm air about her when he's on the verge of having a little panic attack. )

This is completely new and completely different.

( and he has a bad, bad feeling about it. )

[manipulative]

[ sometimes katherine forgets that stefan's still such a young vampire. almost two hundred and he hasn't experienced all the world vampirism has to offer. a part of her is glad that stefan hasn't become as jaded as she has to their surroundings. ]

There's some similarities.

[ she scrunches up her face as she tries to recall what had made her think of deerington. the sights and sounds most definitely aren't like the place they'd come from. ]

I think the Trench is in some country called Deer something. That's kind of close to Deerington. Maybe it's a neighbouring city.

[ doubtful. ]

[prescind]

Deerington was in a dream, Katherine. How can this place be neighboring to a city that was in a dream?

( stefan knows with magic that maybe it's possible but it's not something he's going to readily believe. he can't. that's just a little too farfetched. )

We could never leave Deerington to know but it was in a dream.

[manipulative]

The Trench is in Deer Country, Stefan.

[ it's all in the name, baby. katherine doesn't even think too hard about it. in her experience, sometimes the easiest explanations are the ones that are actually closer to the truth. ]

Deerington might have been a dream, but what happens when you get out of a dream? You wake up. [ she peers up at him. ] We've woken up.

[ and she's glad she's woken up with him. ]

[prescind]

Which just makes me question how the hell we got here in the first place.

( he rubs his hands over his face. he can still hear ravens nearby and he shifts uncomfortably, hating that he wants to look but doesn't want to see anything else. )

Do you see other bodies?