[It will not be fun for Derek or Scott probably, but teaching teenagers to drive is never fun. And the longer she puts off trying to figure out if she actually wants to go see her parents the better.
That being said, the next morning she is taken to Leverage HQ to meet Sophie, Eliot and Breanna and they take their time making Erica into a real girl. Breanna will give her her license because who wants to make a trip to the DMV if they don't have to, but Scott and Derek will have to teach her to drive.
That being said, about halfway through the session, the door to the theater opens, and in walks three people almost no one in this room will recognize. While Breanna's busy, Sophie will come over to do the meet and greet.
"Hello. Are you are other friends who happen to have crash landed in New Orleans?"]
Breanna is currently working on Erica, but once she's finished she can get started on Gray and Stephanie. Please, make yourselves comfortable.
[Erica has already been photographed, so when her attention is drawn by other children her age, she will move over to Gray and Stephanie wherever they settle. "Hey, I'm Erica."
"Stephanie," she nods. "You're new too?"
Erica shrugs. "I guess? Is that what we're calling it?"]
( It's a sprawling first floor-bar-former something else, but before Gray could actually make himself at home, Erica approaches.
Damon will make his over to the bar, move behind and snoop. )
There might be different definitions going around, but new about sums it up. Maybe new again for some of the people. That's our dad, but, not our dad. It's fun being us.
Oh, that kind of new. Yeah, that's not my problem.
[It might have been easier if she had been. It feels awkward to tell people you were dead instead. His sister seems to catch on though and her eyes widen.
[Sophie will never say no to a drink. "So you're Damon Salvatore. I've heard interesting things." Her expression says she's old enough that interesting could mean a lot of different things. "People keep being surprised that we haven't met."
Erica on the other hand glances back over at Breanna, figuring the other woman will correct her if she explains this wrong.]
So Sophie is a friend of Hayley's and Hayley is the local alpha, but basically what they do here is help people? But with crime.
[Breanna smirks. "That pretty much sums it up, yeah. We take down people who are using the law to hurt people by hitting them where it hurts most - their wallets and reputation."]
["Obviously." Sophie smirks as she takes her glass. "We clearly have similar taste." At least in the finer things in life.
"Both?" Breanna shrugs. "And considering all the work I'm about to do to make you real people so you can do things like drive and fly you're kind of in on the crime already. Though from what I'm stalking in the big group chat, it's not like you had much of a choice."
Erica shrugs. She doesn't really care about the human laws that Breanna is working with a lot of the time.]
I'm a werewolf so I was kind of already a little outside the law anyway.
["Excellent choice all the same, though." She takes another sip. "How long are you planning to stay in New Orleans?"
Erica shrugs because he has a point.]
Fair enough.
[Then her eyes light up.]
Hey, can you make me twenty one? I mean ... technically I'm like thirty something.
[Breanna glances back to her and shakes her head. "You barely pass for eighteen. Quit while you're head."
Erica pouts but nods. Fine, fine, she'll act her age.
"As for the group chat, it's so big," Breanna replies as she goes back to work. "It's like the entire Justice League has shown up to debate all the dead people who are reappearing. We only got looped in because you guys need IDs and stuff, because otherwise this is not our usual bag."]
("We fly out tonight if this all goes through, but, I was planning on being here longer. Sort of a - fourth life at this point." Kind of, Damon thinks. )
In her defense, there are people that do look twenty-one. Do I look nineteen?
( He's trying. Why not. ,b>)
Right, people here aren't being taken down by crime for crime. Well, we're - thank you - for the help. Helping me and my sister. Damon.
["One of the bonuses of being a vampire. You can have as many lives as you want." She smiles. "You have my number now. If you happen to swing back into town, give me a ring." They can be dinner friends, or something. She could use more social friends in New Orleans.
"No prob. I am happy to help." The printer starts to sound, and a few minutes later, Breanna pulls the freshly minted license off the tray and passes it to Erica. "There you go. You're officially street legal."
Erica grins as she takes it from her.]
Thank you!
[She realizes she might be a little too happy to have her (fake) license, but given it's something she never thought she'd have, she'll allow it.]
And for what it's worth, I would have pegged you for twenty?
[He seemed older than her, but she wasn't sure by how much.]
("I'd like that. I've heard stories about you, too. How many lives is it, yet?" He's dating someone, but he can flirt. )
I'll take twenty. Steph's eighteen. ( He steps over. ) Not that I'm an expert on ID's in this New Orleans, but it looks real. I like the holographic detail.
["A lady never tells," Sophie smirks. There's very little Sophie does that isn't flirting so she certainly doesn't mind. "But I do remember when the Globe was new, so it's safe to say he answer is many."
"Thanks! I work really hard to make them look good." She turns back to the Salvatores and glances between them. "Alright, which one of you is first?"
Stephanie steps up.]
I'll go.
["Great. In front of the blue screen please."
Erica holds out the card so he can get a better look. "Are you guys going to the whole thing in Mystic Falls?"]
Yeah, our - ( mother... ) I think it's going to have the largest sampling of people like all of us, and technically, it's where we're from. Damon's here in New Orleans, though, so after, is anybody's guess.
["Oh yes. Well ... biologically speaking, at least. I'm sure there were a few up there who felt things we didn't have words for at the time." Feelings for which theater was an outlet and a restriction all at the same time. "Women weren't allowed on the stage officially until 1660."
Erica makes a face because how do you explain the alpha thing.]
Well, it depends on the kind of werewolf you are. For my kind of werewolf it's a little more direct. An alpha is more powerful than a beta werewolf, their eyes are red, and they can turn other people into werewolves. But in Hayley's case it's more of an honorific? They choose who the alpha of their pack is, but otherwise they're all the same kind of werewolf.
[She pauses.]
Maybe Hayley's a bad example because she's also a vampire.
[Sophie smiles before giving a shrug. "This has always been my stage. Eliot can attest to the fact that I haven't always been the most compelling artist on stage." Mostly because it's hard to find the truth in herself. But she is good at bringing it out of other people.
Erica glances over her shoulder, making sure that Scott or Derek aren't about to walk through the door to get her before shrugging.]
It's weird. My friends are all so much older than me now, and in different places so they feel more like trusted adults than actually friends? So I have to make new ones, and then I've been gone for so long that I'm not sure if I should like ... go see my parents? Or just let them keep thinking I'm ... you know. They didn't know I was a werewolf or anything.
[For some reason, it's easier to say all of that to a veritable stranger than it would be to say it to her actual friends.]
("You're compelling when and where it counts," he says, leaning in.
Gray looks in the direction Erica does, before turning his attention back to her. )
As someone who's one half of a sibling pair with parents who aren't our parents, I'm probably not the person to ask. But, I've seen parents... They understand. In time. If that's something you want. It helps that those friends of yours -- they could help. But, it depends on if you want to go back, want to tell them, or, leave them in the dark, to their lives. It's day one, right? Or, two? You have time.
["Exactly." Sophie will meet that lean, energy matching energy. "It keeps things interesting. I've also gotten much more into direction as of late."
Erica nods, because he does have a point.]
Yeah, I guess I do. Davina says there's no take-back clause in the magic that brought me here, so I guess I have all the time in the world to figure it out.
[She still doesn't know if her parents are an option worth taking. From what Isaac's told her, they buried her, grieved her. It doesn't seem worth opening that old wound just yet, as much as she may want to. They might not believe her anyway.
She'll see how she feels after everything in Mystic Falls.
But before she can elaborate on that, Josie's head pops around the door, giving Sophie a wave, and a more surprised wave at Damon before heading over to Erica. "Hey. You all set?"]
Yep, I'm good. Oh, Josie this is Gray and Stephanie.
[She points back to where Stephanie is finishing up with Breanna over her shoulder. She introduces them because everyone is new to her so she assumes that everyone is also new to everyone else.]
("Think you can direct my kids into not getting into trouble while I run an errand?"
Not that they'll get far without him or Sophie or these new identities. But, he's gotta ask. )
...Longer you do spend it here, the more they might feel about you being back and not contacting them. If that comes up. ( But, his expression lets her know he's only giving unwanted advice. Who is he to say what she should or shouldn't or even could do.
Damon pops an eyebrow up and gives his patented multiple-fingered wave.
Gray - well, his Josie is older by - if he did math correctly. Several years? More than a decade? )
["Of course." Then she pauses. "They may know how to pick locks and crack safes by the time you return but they won't get arrested."
As far as Damon's concerned, those may just be practical life skills.
Erica does acknowledge his point, but she's also not going to agree or disagree just yet. It's not like her parents are going to be looking for her in New Orleans.
Josie however, nods in surprise.]
Yeah, that's me.
[She then blinks as she looks at him.]
You look familiar. Do you go to Tulane?
[She doesn't quite realize that she's recognizing pieces of Damon and Elena just yet. She's just confused.]
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[It will not be fun for Derek or Scott probably, but teaching teenagers to drive is never fun. And the longer she puts off trying to figure out if she actually wants to go see her parents the better.
That being said, the next morning she is taken to Leverage HQ to meet Sophie, Eliot and Breanna and they take their time making Erica into a real girl. Breanna will give her her license because who wants to make a trip to the DMV if they don't have to, but Scott and Derek will have to teach her to drive.
That being said, about halfway through the session, the door to the theater opens, and in walks three people almost no one in this room will recognize. While Breanna's busy, Sophie will come over to do the meet and greet.
"Hello. Are you are other friends who happen to have crash landed in New Orleans?"]
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Gray leads his sister, but both flank Damon.
"I'm Damon. This is Gray and Stephanie. You must be Sophie," he says.
"Hey," Gray says, nodding to her. )
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[She steps back to give them more room to enter.]
Breanna is currently working on Erica, but once she's finished she can get started on Gray and Stephanie. Please, make yourselves comfortable.
[Erica has already been photographed, so when her attention is drawn by other children her age, she will move over to Gray and Stephanie wherever they settle. "Hey, I'm Erica."
"Stephanie," she nods. "You're new too?"
Erica shrugs. "I guess? Is that what we're calling it?"]
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Damon will make his over to the bar, move behind and snoop. )
There might be different definitions going around, but new about sums it up. Maybe new again for some of the people. That's our dad, but, not our dad. It's fun being us.
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[It might have been easier if she had been. It feels awkward to tell people you were dead instead. His sister seems to catch on though and her eyes widen.
"Oh. I'm sorry."
Yep. Awkward. Just like she thought.]
I don't really remember, so it's fine.
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( By the bar, Damon pulls down a very nice scotch and two glasses before zeroing on Sophie. Does she want? )
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Erica on the other hand glances back over at Breanna, figuring the other woman will correct her if she explains this wrong.]
So Sophie is a friend of Hayley's and Hayley is the local alpha, but basically what they do here is help people? But with crime.
[Breanna smirks. "That pretty much sums it up, yeah. We take down people who are using the law to hurt people by hitting them where it hurts most - their wallets and reputation."]
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Gray looks at Breanna for her reaction, too. )
That's badass. Taking down does sound like you do crime, though. So, do you stop the crime or do the crime. Is bringing us all into this a crime?
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"Both?" Breanna shrugs. "And considering all the work I'm about to do to make you real people so you can do things like drive and fly you're kind of in on the crime already. Though from what I'm stalking in the big group chat, it's not like you had much of a choice."
Erica shrugs. She doesn't really care about the human laws that Breanna is working with a lot of the time.]
I'm a werewolf so I was kind of already a little outside the law anyway.
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Just how big is this group chat?
( He looks to Erica. )
Still need ID, though.
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Erica shrugs because he has a point.]
Fair enough.
[Then her eyes light up.]
Hey, can you make me twenty one? I mean ... technically I'm like thirty something.
[Breanna glances back to her and shakes her head. "You barely pass for eighteen. Quit while you're head."
Erica pouts but nods. Fine, fine, she'll act her age.
"As for the group chat, it's so big," Breanna replies as she goes back to work. "It's like the entire Justice League has shown up to debate all the dead people who are reappearing. We only got looped in because you guys need IDs and stuff, because otherwise this is not our usual bag."]
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In her defense, there are people that do look twenty-one. Do I look nineteen?
( He's trying. Why not. ,b>)
Right, people here aren't being taken down by crime for crime. Well, we're - thank you - for the help. Helping me and my sister. Damon.
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"No prob. I am happy to help." The printer starts to sound, and a few minutes later, Breanna pulls the freshly minted license off the tray and passes it to Erica. "There you go. You're officially street legal."
Erica grins as she takes it from her.]
Thank you!
[She realizes she might be a little too happy to have her (fake) license, but given it's something she never thought she'd have, she'll allow it.]
And for what it's worth, I would have pegged you for twenty?
[He seemed older than her, but she wasn't sure by how much.]
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I'll take twenty. Steph's eighteen. ( He steps over. ) Not that I'm an expert on ID's in this New Orleans, but it looks real. I like the holographic detail.
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"Thanks! I work really hard to make them look good." She turns back to the Salvatores and glances between them. "Alright, which one of you is first?"
Stephanie steps up.]
I'll go.
["Great. In front of the blue screen please."
Erica holds out the card so he can get a better look. "Are you guys going to the whole thing in Mystic Falls?"]
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Yeah, our - ( mother... ) I think it's going to have the largest sampling of people like all of us, and technically, it's where we're from. Damon's here in New Orleans, though, so after, is anybody's guess.
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Erica nods, because makes sense.]
I'm going too. I'm probably coming back here after, cuz this is where my alpha is but my best friend is also in Mystic Falls so I don't know.
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We don't know all that much about werewolves, other than what we've read. But, I didn't read anything about an alpha. How does the alpha thing work?
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Erica makes a face because how do you explain the alpha thing.]
Well, it depends on the kind of werewolf you are. For my kind of werewolf it's a little more direct. An alpha is more powerful than a beta werewolf, their eyes are red, and they can turn other people into werewolves. But in Hayley's case it's more of an honorific? They choose who the alpha of their pack is, but otherwise they're all the same kind of werewolf.
[She pauses.]
Maybe Hayley's a bad example because she's also a vampire.
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Do crime?, he doesn't ask, not reflecting on what his kids think. )
We're going to take your word for it, ( Gray says, also without choice. ) How is it. Being back?
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Erica glances over her shoulder, making sure that Scott or Derek aren't about to walk through the door to get her before shrugging.]
It's weird. My friends are all so much older than me now, and in different places so they feel more like trusted adults than actually friends? So I have to make new ones, and then I've been gone for so long that I'm not sure if I should like ... go see my parents? Or just let them keep thinking I'm ... you know. They didn't know I was a werewolf or anything.
[For some reason, it's easier to say all of that to a veritable stranger than it would be to say it to her actual friends.]
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Gray looks in the direction Erica does, before turning his attention back to her. )
As someone who's one half of a sibling pair with parents who aren't our parents, I'm probably not the person to ask. But, I've seen parents... They understand. In time. If that's something you want. It helps that those friends of yours -- they could help. But, it depends on if you want to go back, want to tell them, or, leave them in the dark, to their lives. It's day one, right? Or, two? You have time.
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Erica nods, because he does have a point.]
Yeah, I guess I do. Davina says there's no take-back clause in the magic that brought me here, so I guess I have all the time in the world to figure it out.
[She still doesn't know if her parents are an option worth taking. From what Isaac's told her, they buried her, grieved her. It doesn't seem worth opening that old wound just yet, as much as she may want to. They might not believe her anyway.
She'll see how she feels after everything in Mystic Falls.
But before she can elaborate on that, Josie's head pops around the door, giving Sophie a wave, and a more surprised wave at Damon before heading over to Erica. "Hey. You all set?"]
Yep, I'm good. Oh, Josie this is Gray and Stephanie.
[She points back to where Stephanie is finishing up with Breanna over her shoulder. She introduces them because everyone is new to her so she assumes that everyone is also new to everyone else.]
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Not that they'll get far without him or Sophie or these new identities. But, he's gotta ask. )
...Longer you do spend it here, the more they might feel about you being back and not contacting them. If that comes up. ( But, his expression lets her know he's only giving unwanted advice. Who is he to say what she should or shouldn't or even could do.
Damon pops an eyebrow up and gives his patented multiple-fingered wave.
Gray - well, his Josie is older by - if he did math correctly. Several years? More than a decade? )
My sister. Josie Saltzman?
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As far as Damon's concerned, those may just be practical life skills.
Erica does acknowledge his point, but she's also not going to agree or disagree just yet. It's not like her parents are going to be looking for her in New Orleans.
Josie however, nods in surprise.]
Yeah, that's me.
[She then blinks as she looks at him.]
You look familiar. Do you go to Tulane?
[She doesn't quite realize that she's recognizing pieces of Damon and Elena just yet. She's just confused.]
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