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[mordere]

That old witch (literally) cursed me.

What the hell.

If you're out there, witch, I will find you and make you change this.



[OOC: smart decisions by Damon though he won't actually be able to find her.]

Comments

[descendent.livejournal.com]

Certainly not.

That was yesterday. There was a tequila fountain. You should know better by now than to piss off a witch.

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

A tequila fountain? Where was that at?

That must have been some tequila. You still sound a little drunk.

[descendent.livejournal.com]

A far, faraway land. Another magic carpet was involved.

I cannot tell a lie. It really was. And you sound chagrined. Those kind of negative emotions are exhausting, Damon.

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

Another

What is with you and magic carpets? Are you this universe's Jasmine?


Okay. Who are you and what have you done with the real Elena? Not that I'm against you having a lighter side, I always felt you should lighten up a bit, but that hasn't happened in all the time I've known you except when you were drunk. What changed?

[descendent.livejournal.com]

Yes. Another.

How am I supposed to know? It's not my fault they just keep showing up and like taking me and my friends around the world.

Things change all the time, Damon. It's how the world goes round. Maybe you should try a different approach this time. You might--surprise, surprise!--find you get different results. Best of luck to you. ;)

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

Really? And here I thought it was completely your fault this whole time. I thought you put Scent of the Magic Carpet on every morning, made magic carpet calls into the wild.

Surprise, surprise.

Thanks for the advice, Elena. Enjoy your week. ;)

[descendent.livejournal.com]

I will!

Try not to die and enjoy the week yourself, Damon.