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[forgetyourusedtobe]

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[Elena must have just passed out. She's passed out, lost a lot of blood, Damon and Stefan starved her the rest of the way and this is just them crawling around in her mind. Trying to convince her for the umpteenth time that humanity is the way to be.]

[Well, it's not and she won't.]

[She does start questioning the theory when she starts looking at the communicator. She's frowning at it when she accidentally flips it on.]

What the hell is this?

[She turns it over and for a second, you've got a nice view of the floor through her fingers. Elena flips it back around, but she's looking around. Maybe this isn't Damon and Stefan crawling around in her brain...]

You guys couldn't try this on the beach or something? I think it's only fair if I have to keep listening to your speeches that you at least let me catnap in the sun.

[Nope, she's not even gonna bother pretending to listen.]

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[Elena can be found everywhere she's allowed to go as an inmate by herself. Maybe even trying to figure out how to break into area's she's not with no success. Either way, feel free to run into her anywhere and have a face-to-face chat to convince her that's what happening is real or just to bother her.]

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[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Okay, two points for turning that into a compliment. That was well-played, sir.]

And that's all you did?

[patheticvillain]

[As he do.]

Uh, also assorted backstabbing.

[Still not really that sorry. (Slightly sorry.)]

[forgetyourusedtobe]

That doesn't fall into the same category for you?

[patheticvillain]

Stabbing a mark in the back doesn't count. It's just part of the game.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Okay, Cassel. You don't need to whip it out and start waving it around.]

[Elena rolls her eyes.]

I'm starting to think your bark's much worse than your bite, Cassel.

[patheticvillain]

[He actually wasn't trying to show off for once. That's just how he thinks. He shrugs, glances off-camera.]

You can think that if it makes you happy. Tell the truth, I don't want to go after someone who drains her friends of blood.

[A beat, then he looks back, smirking.]

I know I'm pretty, but I've also got a brain.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

That remains to be seen.

[But you can have an appreciative smile anyway.]

[patheticvillain]

[Well goodness he will treasure this moment.]

You will. [See, that is. And a grin back.]

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Don't make promises you can't keep.

[patheticvillain]

I'm not.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[She has her doubts.]

So what is there to do for fun? Or am I just going to have to start eating my way through this place to entertain myself?

[patheticvillain]

That doesn't sound fun at all.

There's a pool table. [HEIGHT OF SARCASM]

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Wow, they really go all out.

[patheticvillain]

I know.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

I guess I'll only go through three-fourths of the Barge then.

I might even let you live.

[patheticvillain]

Wow, you're so nice.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

For being a con artist, you're a pretty crappy liar, you know that?

[patheticvillain]

I don't really feel like putting forth effort on you right now.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Ouch.

[patheticvillain]

I'm just as nice as you are.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Then maybe there's hope for you and me after all.

[patheticvillain]

Birds of a feather and all that bullshit.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

You wish.

[patheticvillain]

I call 'em like I see 'em.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Must be one psychedelic I Spy game you play then.