( let it be said, lizzie saltzman loves the drinking age. she has never been the overindulgent witch at their school, but she likes alcohol. yeah, yeah, it's in her blood. remind her of that and she'll tell you how messed up she really is. crazy gemini mood swings deserve a beer now and then.
she escapes breakfast. she loves her aunt bonnie, and really, she couldn't wait, but prague to her feels like freedom. and she didn't need to meet more stuffy adults. elijah is cool and all, and he's hope's family, and bonnie with how many times she's actually been to school? is more the aunt who stored an impossible amount of her blood for every gemini occasion. she asks josie to give her this. she also knows that lunch is turning into a date and she just - doesn't need it today.
give her her Czech beer. she has a few ideas. the zoo. the old monastery and library, but josie would love that.
she starts in old town square, brandishing a beer because, hey, she can openly drink it here on the street. she wanders shops but doesn't buy anything before settling on a bench in the middle of the square. it's the astronomical clock that catches her eye. it's gorgeous in the, this can never be recreated way, it's somehow innovative, but also timeless. it inspires her, god, does it.
she doesn't know why she's drawn to it. she just is.
she sets her beer on the edge of the bench, not paying attention as she grabs up her phone to take a picture and the beer tips. it has no leverage. everything happens so fast, her phone slips through her hand and without thinking. well, shit. )
[Danny has a limited window to investigate Prague, Bonnie-free, which means he has a limited window to find out where Isaac Lahey is and pitch his case without Bonnie's interference.
This isn't to say that he doesn't trust or like Bonnie or that he doesn't value her opinion, but as powerful as she is, she's not the one who's going through the process of inheriting the Knightsbridge coven - a responsibility that he was never prepared for. The dreams have started, carefully crafted divination that's been in his blood since before he was born, and he doesn't know what to do with the information.
All he knows is that he needs to be doing more. He needs to be avenging his family. And Isaac might be his best means to do it.
But, turns out it's harder to find a werewolf in a giant city full of people than you might think.
He had lingered in front of the clock a bit to find his bearings, see if there's a faster (read: magical) way that he might be able to do this that would feel less aimless, when a girl steps up next to him, trying to take a picture of the clock. She's pretty - he may be angry and grieving, but he still has eyes. It's because he's looking that he notices when things start to go wrong.
He doesn't save the beer. Drinking has never really been his priority and a cheap beer is easy to replace. Instead, he reaches out for the phone, and the magic comes on instinct, slowing it's descent until his hand catches up. As his fingers close around it, he lifts and offers it to her with a smile, hoping she didn't notice the way her phone wasn't obeying the laws of gravity for a second.]
You dropped this.
[It's a bit cheeky, but who isn't when you're talking to a pretty girl.]
( Lizzie is too busy trying to save her drink to save her phone, or to notice Danny's subtle magic. That's what happens when you're a witch at the Salvatore school cut off from most social media. Your phone just isn't the priority. She loses the glass completely, spazzes out and then notices a cute accent attached to an even cuter face. Broken glass what?
It is cheeky, and between his eyes, his voice, and that hair, he earns all the points. )
Thanks.
( She takes her phone back. )
I normally have perfect balance. Of my things. That clock is... great.
[Because why wouldn't he? Also never tell a girl that they're anything less than perfect is the advice his father had always given him. His mother and sister advocated for the truth, but he had a feeling his father was right.
Telling them the truth is usually a recipe for anger and resentment and not getting a date.]
And the clock is really gorgeous. A lot of the architecture around here is.
( One thing she never improved upon, her way with men. But, Raf and Sebastian did not give her the best track record, or the best experience. And, sorry, but if they weren't fighting a monster every week, then maybe she would've done better in the dating department. Jed did not count. )
Yes. And, so historical. Since - history started - here. After Mesopotamia. ( She looks away, her eyes crawling into her head, she needs to save this. She turns back. ) I'm L - Elizabeth. I like your reflexes.
[It slips out before he thinks better of it and he tries to recover and pretend that he totally meant to do that, like the smooth British boy that he is.]
( The smooth Britishness just drips off of him, and even though her last British Invasion was more Grimms fairytale than Disney, she still hasn't been turned off by that accent. )
I am. I graduated. So, I'm here with my sister and just other - students. Friends. They're off. I'm here. Admiring clocks. What about you? Visiting from Great Britain?
Yeah, sort of. This friend I'm traveling with was stopping here to see some friends.
[He's putting that in heavy quotes, in his mind, because he doesn't believe Bonnie has any friends anymore. Except for Stefan. Otherwise the rest of them are highly suspicious.]
While she's seeing them, I thought I'd explore a bit.
( She nods, holding her phone to her chest, finally letting herself look back at him. )
Yeah, my sister's actually meeting family. Well, we call her family, but she's like, never in town, and our dad was her history teacher way way back when. So, I bailed. Exploring seemed like a much more fulfilling option. And, there aren't beautiful eyes at lunch. Clocks. The - clock symbols. They're called eyes, right?
Like the adventure I singlehandedly went on while my friends goofed off by the Lennon wall.
( But, to illustrate that, she pulls up the video their group was sent of the boys horsing around right by it. She doesn't play the video long enough to show Kaleb and Jed attempting to seduce the poor Belle.
She just came there to read! )
I don't deny my age, but shouldn't they want more than just wilding out on an international landmark?
[He laughs as he watches the video, a bit endeared by the prospect. He misses his friends. He never really had many outside the coven, but for the moment it's safer for him to be away from them.]
I don't know. Seems like they're having fun. That's kind of the point of a trip like this, right?
[He holds up his hands in response, because that's not what he meant to say at all.]
No, no. Not at all.
[Maybe it's because his sister is gone, and she's not coming back, that he can't imagine wanting something as futile is me time. If he had to do an entire Prague vacation with Bridget planning the itinerary and no room for breaks, he would say yes in a heartbeat because it would mean she was alive enough to plan it.
But she's not, and he's alone, and this girl doesn't know that.
He doesn't want to turn this into a pity conversation.]
She's visiting some of her own friends in the city, but I decided to pass. I've met some of her other friends, and I'm starting to doubt anyone she calls a friend actually is one.
[Little does he know that they're both ditching the same adult.]
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everything's fine, it's great, it's miller time
she escapes breakfast. she loves her aunt bonnie, and really, she couldn't wait, but prague to her feels like freedom. and she didn't need to meet more stuffy adults. elijah is cool and all, and he's hope's family, and bonnie with how many times she's actually been to school? is more the aunt who stored an impossible amount of her blood for every gemini occasion. she asks josie to give her this. she also knows that lunch is turning into a date and she just - doesn't need it today.
give her her Czech beer. she has a few ideas. the zoo. the old monastery and library, but josie would love that.
she starts in old town square, brandishing a beer because, hey, she can openly drink it here on the street. she wanders shops but doesn't buy anything before settling on a bench in the middle of the square. it's the astronomical clock that catches her eye. it's gorgeous in the, this can never be recreated way, it's somehow innovative, but also timeless. it inspires her, god, does it.
she doesn't know why she's drawn to it. she just is.
she sets her beer on the edge of the bench, not paying attention as she grabs up her phone to take a picture and the beer tips. it has no leverage. everything happens so fast, her phone slips through her hand and without thinking. well, shit. )
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This isn't to say that he doesn't trust or like Bonnie or that he doesn't value her opinion, but as powerful as she is, she's not the one who's going through the process of inheriting the Knightsbridge coven - a responsibility that he was never prepared for. The dreams have started, carefully crafted divination that's been in his blood since before he was born, and he doesn't know what to do with the information.
All he knows is that he needs to be doing more. He needs to be avenging his family. And Isaac might be his best means to do it.
But, turns out it's harder to find a werewolf in a giant city full of people than you might think.
He had lingered in front of the clock a bit to find his bearings, see if there's a faster (read: magical) way that he might be able to do this that would feel less aimless, when a girl steps up next to him, trying to take a picture of the clock. She's pretty - he may be angry and grieving, but he still has eyes. It's because he's looking that he notices when things start to go wrong.
He doesn't save the beer. Drinking has never really been his priority and a cheap beer is easy to replace. Instead, he reaches out for the phone, and the magic comes on instinct, slowing it's descent until his hand catches up. As his fingers close around it, he lifts and offers it to her with a smile, hoping she didn't notice the way her phone wasn't obeying the laws of gravity for a second.]
You dropped this.
[It's a bit cheeky, but who isn't when you're talking to a pretty girl.]
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It is cheeky, and between his eyes, his voice, and that hair, he earns all the points. )
Thanks.
( She takes her phone back. )
I normally have perfect balance. Of my things. That clock is... great.
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[Because why wouldn't he? Also never tell a girl that they're anything less than perfect is the advice his father had always given him. His mother and sister advocated for the truth, but he had a feeling his father was right.
Telling them the truth is usually a recipe for anger and resentment and not getting a date.]
And the clock is really gorgeous. A lot of the architecture around here is.
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Yes. And, so historical. Since - history started - here. After Mesopotamia. ( She looks away, her eyes crawling into her head, she needs to save this. She turns back. ) I'm L - Elizabeth. I like your reflexes.
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[It slips out before he thinks better of it and he tries to recover and pretend that he totally meant to do that, like the smooth British boy that he is.]
So ... visiting from America?
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I am. I graduated. So, I'm here with my sister and just other - students. Friends. They're off. I'm here. Admiring clocks. What about you? Visiting from Great Britain?
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[He's putting that in heavy quotes, in his mind, because he doesn't believe Bonnie has any friends anymore. Except for Stefan. Otherwise the rest of them are highly suspicious.]
While she's seeing them, I thought I'd explore a bit.
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Yeah, my sister's actually meeting family. Well, we call her family, but she's like, never in town, and our dad was her history teacher way way back when. So, I bailed. Exploring seemed like a much more fulfilling option. And, there aren't beautiful eyes at lunch. Clocks. The - clock symbols. They're called eyes, right?
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[Danny knows nothing about clocks. Well, he can read them, but that's about the extent of it.]
That kind of makes sense though, since clocks have faces?
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( Someone shut her up. )
I swear I am not some clock nerd.
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I would hope that you would spend your time on things much more interesting.
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( But, to illustrate that, she pulls up the video their group was sent of the boys horsing around right by it. She doesn't play the video long enough to show Kaleb and Jed attempting to seduce the poor Belle.
She just came there to read! )
I don't deny my age, but shouldn't they want more than just wilding out on an international landmark?
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I don't know. Seems like they're having fun. That's kind of the point of a trip like this, right?
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( Especially if you're a witch and not a vampire, or a werewolf. She has fun, but that's not her idea of fun. )
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[Usually people traveling to Prague make it a week at least.]
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( He is doing nothing of the sort, Lizzie. )
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No, no. Not at all.
[Maybe it's because his sister is gone, and she's not coming back, that he can't imagine wanting something as futile is me time. If he had to do an entire Prague vacation with Bridget planning the itinerary and no room for breaks, he would say yes in a heartbeat because it would mean she was alive enough to plan it.
But she's not, and he's alone, and this girl doesn't know that.
He doesn't want to turn this into a pity conversation.]
Just ... curious, that's all.
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( She knows nothing of his tragic backstory, so instead she flirts as she crosses her arms. )
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[Because that's easy enough to admit to.]
She's visiting some of her own friends in the city, but I decided to pass. I've met some of her other friends, and I'm starting to doubt anyone she calls a friend actually is one.
[Little does he know that they're both ditching the same adult.]
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Frenemies?
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The first one I met was shady as fuck.
[Even though they were in a tense situation, it's a valid assessment of David.]
And then the other one had this concerned face, and it lived in this weird uncanny valley spot where you can't tell if he's puttin' you on or not.
[That would be Stefan.]
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( Sometimes her dad and mom's lingo rubs off on her. She's still chic and super hip. )
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[That being Isaac, for the highly personal reasons he's not talking about.]
I heard he might be in Prague, though I'm not sure for how long.
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( She keeps her flirt up. )
Is he or isn't he? I could help, I'm really good at finding people.
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