Josie And Damon - Blog Posts

josie found herself rolling her eyes, the same way she would for her step-father, but she had no time to say anything because screams echoed through the room. her slightly sipped champagne glass slipped out of her fingers, shattering onto the ground as waiters took of their masks and prepared to fight. "they're hunters, this whole thing was a trap." josie muttered under her breath, before flexing her fingers, preparing for a spell. "good thing you didn't drink tonight, how should we handle this?" it was so easy to brawl with others, she was known for being much better when not a party of one, the curse of being a siphoner.

"Most people don't compare me to nice things, so I won't hold it against you," he says smugly, tilting his champagne flute toward her to see the water inside. "I'm also on sober crew this evening, so you can keep it until you've drank more. Then I'll be expecting an answer."

something stupid, the words ran through her ears before she let out another giggle. "you remind me of someone and i'm honestly not sure if you will take it as a compliment so i will keep it to myself until you've drank a bit more." josie wanted to have an extravagant night, but her idea of extravagant was so much different than damon's. if anything, all she wanted was to dance with a pretty girl and indulge in drinks with bubbles. "honestly i think the only cool thing i would make happen is them play a chappell roan song. it is pride month, so we can always use it."

Damon considers it for a moment. "I don't actually know," he admits, briefly tapping his fingers together trying to count, "But your very first one should be a lot cooler." He looks her over, then turns to survey the rest of the room, trying to inspire himself. "The good news is, you're young and fresh enough to do something very stupid but still be forgiven," he muses, "Might need you to take matters into your own hands and start something. For the good of the party, of course."

the siphoner was sure that she couldn't be brought down. her twin sister was back, hope wasn't mad at her, and it felt as if the world was placed back on it's axis. so even if damon was complaining, it didn't really bother her, instead she raised an eyebrow and smirked. "well yeah, you got to see parties when there were like no rules. so of course this is dull." taking a sip of her champagne, she shrugged her shoulders before eyeing the crowd again. "how many masquerades have you been too? cause i'm pretty sure this is my first."

open starter Though it was early in the night, Damon was growing bored by the serious lack of action. Most people still stood in groups chatting, neglecting the dancefloor and the bar a little too much for his liking. He'd been looking forward to a night to let loose, but not even the band seemed to be inspired yet. "Seriously?" he sulks aloud, "I've been to funerals with better live entertainment than this." @inaducursehqstarters