[ two days since elena's departure. one day since damon had left his mark across the mansion.
three grimoires with zero solutions for one witch who's desperately perusing bajillions of books in the library. in her heart, she most certainly knows that this top row that she had to climb a ladder on wheels (who puts ladders on wheels???) to get to will provide nothing.
yep see look what even is this? it's the actual dumbest-- oh-- ]
Shit!
[ rolling ladders!!!! bonnie drops the book in favor of catching herself to hang from the top of the shelf, and is suddenly thankful that she'd cowed and stayed in cheerleading as long as she had. ]
A little help? Hey! Excuse me, can you grab that ladder?
[ yeah, random blond guy that seems totally helpful and not at all ancient and murderous! a little help, buddy? ]
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
ooc: you can totally ignore this if you want to omg it's been a month and a half
[of all the witches, in all the libraries, in all of wonderland is the basic summation of klaus' thoughts, watching bonnie bennett reach with all her considerable might to find quite the darling self-help manual (yes, he can see the title from here) only to fall quite literally into an unfortunate predicament.
the ladder rolls his way; his lifts a hand to stop it, even though its progress has already slowed. ] This one? [ is that a familiar voice you hear bonnie ] Well, I suppose it'd be my pleasure. [ he moves it back towards her, close enough to be caught by her dangling legs. ]
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
( ooc | nooooope you're stuck with me muahaha -- would you be open to retcon timing to something recent? maybe just prior to the fourth wall event? also if you need any AC lmk and we can move this to the logs comm <3 )
[ it's not ice that runs through bonnie's veins. ice is something left to women ruled by their head. who feel their fear and accept it so that they can more easily manage it. no, beneath bonnie bennett's veins is the crackling ever-moving heat of magma that threatens to crack her open and run over unbridled. she cannot use fear as her tool until she transforms it into anger.
her feet snag the ladder and despite herself she scrambles to find purchase. once secure, though, she somehow feels less safe. surely klaus can sense the way her heartbeat has skyrocketed, her breathing paces as if she's just run a dash. her knuckles turn white where they grip the ladder. (turn it into anger.) ]
Gee, thanks.
[ she is not elena. she doesn't care about winning social chess. so her gratitude comes out covered in sarcasm before she presses her lips together against it. be smart, bonnie bennett. do it for elena. this is how you keep her safe. this is how you be her shield instead of a sword. she huffs a breath and tries again, and it almost sounds genuine from atop her high (ladder-shaped) horse: ]
Thank you.
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
ooc: yes!! something more recent is good. i concur; just before the fourth wall event. and i am good on ac but thank you ♥♥
[ klaus wonders sometimes, bored as he gets in this unfortunate dimension, when and if the former residents of mystic falls might move past the terrible traumas he's befallen them. (actually he doesn't think of them more than they deserve at all, but that's semantics.)
in truth he's quite indifferent if they do or not, so long as they do not get in his way. if bonnie's vitriolic sarcasm is anything to klaus, it's quite charming, as is how careful she is in correcting it.
for elena and their survival, no doubt. ] Well I wouldn't countenance such a powerful ally and witch hurt. [ he'll even hold the ladder so she may climb down it with some security.
such a gentleman ]
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
[ she's too exhausted to do this, voice lacking the usual poison she'd try to inject. even with her feet planted on the floor, bonnie feels unseated. she refrains from rolling her eyes, instead forcing them upward only enough to meet his. (do it for elena.) ]
We're just ... people from the same world stuck together by a more powerful force.
[ this is who bonnie is. blunt and guileless. and in order to do this thing elena has made clear must be done, she's got to find some thread of truth for her inaction. her hand shakes with fear and the effort of doing nothing. ]
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if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
three grimoires with zero solutions for one witch who's desperately perusing bajillions of books in the library. in her heart, she most certainly knows that this top row that she had to climb a ladder on wheels (who puts ladders on wheels???) to get to will provide nothing.
yep see look what even is this? it's the actual dumbest-- oh-- ]
Shit!
[ rolling ladders!!!! bonnie drops the book in favor of catching herself to hang from the top of the shelf, and is suddenly thankful that she'd cowed and stayed in cheerleading as long as she had. ]
A little help? Hey! Excuse me, can you grab that ladder?
[ yeah, random blond guy that seems totally helpful and not at all ancient and murderous! a little help, buddy? ]
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
[ of all the witches, in all the libraries, in all of wonderland is the basic summation of klaus' thoughts, watching bonnie bennett reach with all her considerable might to find quite the darling self-help manual (yes, he can see the title from here) only to fall quite literally into an unfortunate predicament.
the ladder rolls his way; his lifts a hand to stop it, even though its progress has already slowed. ] This one? [ is that a familiar voice you hear bonnie ] Well, I suppose it'd be my pleasure. [ he moves it back towards her, close enough to be caught by her dangling legs. ]
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
[ it's not ice that runs through bonnie's veins. ice is something left to women ruled by their head. who feel their fear and accept it so that they can more easily manage it. no, beneath bonnie bennett's veins is the crackling ever-moving heat of magma that threatens to crack her open and run over unbridled. she cannot use fear as her tool until she transforms it into anger.
her feet snag the ladder and despite herself she scrambles to find purchase. once secure, though, she somehow feels less safe. surely klaus can sense the way her heartbeat has skyrocketed, her breathing paces as if she's just run a dash. her knuckles turn white where they grip the ladder. (turn it into anger.) ]
Gee, thanks.
[ she is not elena. she doesn't care about winning social chess. so her gratitude comes out covered in sarcasm before she presses her lips together against it. be smart, bonnie bennett. do it for elena. this is how you keep her safe. this is how you be her shield instead of a sword. she huffs a breath and tries again, and it almost sounds genuine from atop her high (ladder-shaped) horse: ]
Thank you.
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
[ klaus wonders sometimes, bored as he gets in this unfortunate dimension, when and if the former residents of mystic falls might move past the terrible traumas he's befallen them. (actually he doesn't think of them more than they deserve at all, but that's semantics.)
in truth he's quite indifferent if they do or not, so long as they do not get in his way. if bonnie's vitriolic sarcasm is anything to klaus, it's quite charming, as is how careful she is in correcting it.
for elena and their survival, no doubt. ] Well I wouldn't countenance such a powerful ally and witch hurt. [ he'll even hold the ladder so she may climb down it with some security.
such a gentleman ]
if put to the test would you step back from the line of fire?
We're not allies.
[ she's too exhausted to do this, voice lacking the usual poison she'd try to inject. even with her feet planted on the floor, bonnie feels unseated. she refrains from rolling her eyes, instead forcing them upward only enough to meet his. (do it for elena.) ]
We're just ... people from the same world stuck together by a more powerful force.
[ this is who bonnie is. blunt and guileless. and in order to do this thing elena has made clear must be done, she's got to find some thread of truth for her inaction. her hand shakes with fear and the effort of doing nothing. ]