(He's not involved in this," he says, gritting through his teeth. This. This attack. "Once we are above again, I will give him a call. But, he did not send Brannigan or those witches.")
Yeah, I don't have a horse in this race and I don't know Rusty, but if his actions brought them to Buffy's doorstep, then yeah - Rhett. He's involved in this.
( Rhett speeds, wrist clamping around Damon's neck, pinning him to the wall.
"Damon Salvatore, I am older and I have little to no patience, you know this about me, so when I say I'd like you to drop it, what I mean to say is, fucking drop it." And he let's go. )
[Wes stumbles backwards as Rhett goes to pin Damon, and Melanie's "time to calm down Rhett" voice comes into play: "Rhett. I - "
Before she can get very far, however, Scarlett's voice cuts through:]
Is that Brannigan?
[She had planned her and Rhett's dramatic reunion another way, but she can't help but be distracted by the body in front of her, as she stands, bloody and barefoot, in the carnage the rest of her family wrought.]
(He leaves Damon catching his breath, getting his voice back, meeting Scarlett halfway. That is Rhett. Hand around Damon's neck one second, kissing the love of his life breathlessly, the next.
[Melanie frowns, but nods. Wes does give him an apologetic look, because he should have known that would set Rhett off.
Scarlett melts into his hold, relieved that he's whole and in one piece, because even when they're angry with each other, she doesn't want to do eternity without him. She pulls back from the kiss with a frown and looks him over.]
Better not that you're here. But, we have do something with your naked ankles. ( Her feet deserve expensive shoes. ) Damon, if you're done getting on my nerves, I think we should all get out of here. What do you say, Mrs. Butler?
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Yeah, I don't have a horse in this race and I don't know Rusty, but if his actions brought them to Buffy's doorstep, then yeah - Rhett. He's involved in this.
( Rhett speeds, wrist clamping around Damon's neck, pinning him to the wall.
"Damon Salvatore, I am older and I have little to no patience, you know this about me, so when I say I'd like you to drop it, what I mean to say is, fucking drop it." And he let's go. )
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Before she can get very far, however, Scarlett's voice cuts through:]
Is that Brannigan?
[She had planned her and Rhett's dramatic reunion another way, but she can't help but be distracted by the body in front of her, as she stands, bloody and barefoot, in the carnage the rest of her family wrought.]
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Damon waves at Melanie. He's fine. )
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Scarlett melts into his hold, relieved that he's whole and in one piece, because even when they're angry with each other, she doesn't want to do eternity without him. She pulls back from the kiss with a frown and looks him over.]
Are you alright?
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He cups her face, runs a hand through her hair. )
Better not that you're here. But, we have do something with your naked ankles. ( Her feet deserve expensive shoes. ) Damon, if you're done getting on my nerves, I think we should all get out of here. What do you say, Mrs. Butler?
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[But with that, they will gather themselves and head back out into the setting sun to tally their losses.]