video.

[coy]

[ Warning, Tranquility, but two more than slightly inebriated teenagers have pushed the wrong button on Caroline Forbes' device. That's right, here, before you is a grinning Caroline. Behind her, stands Bonnie, leaning her head in. Caroline may have given Bonnie the grand tour, and by grand tour, the narration means she was led to the bar. Which is where they are currently. ]

Elena Gilbert. Answer your phone. We’ve called you, like, a thoooousand times. [ Okay, so twice.] Come to the space bar. We’re having space drinks. [ Bonnie interjects with--] Pretty awful space drinks. But, drinks, Elena. Get your butt down here! Up here? [ She looks at Caroline.]  Are we up?

I don’t know and the drinks are not awful. [ Caroline takes a swig of her drink before] And Elena if you don’t come, I can’t promise we won’t dance on the bar and-- [ Its now that she figures out this message is not private.] Whoops. We’re on the network, Bon, so.... Anyone else who wants to drink with us, should! [ And Bonnie chimes in too--] Yes! Bonus points if you're cute and not trying to kill us! Did I just say that out loud?

[ And Caroline is going to butt in with--] Yeeeep. And no Klauses allowed.[ and she mouths, drunkenly ‘Hi Tyler” to the camera before cutting it off.]


[ ooc: caroline is purple, bonnie is blue. one or both might reply to commnts. also action is possible/encouraged!]

Comments

[kutte]

[ like fine wine, man, fine wine. ]

You got someone gunning for you, y'all should let Security know.

[ begrudgingly plugging tyke, his life is hard. ]

[unbalancer]

Nothing is gunning for us. It was an offhanded joke.

[kutte]

Pretty serious shit to joke about.

[unbalancer]

It's been a pretty serious few weeks.

[kutte]

It's always serious up here. That's a fucking staple.

[unbalancer]

The point is, nobody is actually trying to kill us. We know the ship is dangerous. It was in poor taste.

[kutte]

Hey, I'm just saying. No need to get defensive. Someone hassles you, find someone to put him face first into the ground.

the baby icon strikes again!

[unbalancer]

And if I can do that myself?

the bane of my life!!

[kutte]

Yourself?

[ this could not sound more dubious. ]

your existence!

[unbalancer]

Myself.

[kutte]

You got pepper spray or something outta sight there?

[unbalancer]

Something like that.

[kutte]

Keep it close then, kid. Shit that runs around up here, you'll probably need it.

[coy]

[ and caroline is just drunk enough to say something a tiny bit careless. but once again, she's been straddling the 'i'm a vampire' public announcement line.]

I'm not sure security can handle it.

[kutte]

You sure? They got some heavy hitters rounded up down there.

[ though jax has been on the ship long enough to assume that leap lands them in sci-fi bullshit territory. ]

[coy]

I'll be okay. [ and watch her down the rest of her drink. that's how fine she'll be. although klaus probably won't hurt her???? maybe.]

[kutte]

Not if you're downing shit like that you won't.

[coy]

I'm hydrating. [ just a liiiiittle slurring there.] What's your name?

[kutte]

Well, if that's all.

[ caroline he knows that game don't even ]

Call me Jax.

[coy]

Jax. [ a nod of drunken approval.] I'm Caroline. You should come hang out. [ with bonnie.] You look like a whiskey guy and I'm pretty sure they have it here.

[kutte]

How old are you, darlin'?

[coy]

Eighteen.

[kutte]

Well, that's a relief.

[ thank god y'all aren't jailbait ]

[coy]

Why do you say that?

[kutte]

Because I'm too fucking old to drink with seventeen-year-olds.

[ when did this become jax's life ]