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onsilksheets | SPN: 3x03 "bad day at black rock" au & TVD: pre-1x09 "history repeating" | alaric has a mystical object bela is in dire need of. bela enlists alaric's help (or he's the gentleman he is and offers). fun fact is, he doesn't know he has it.
SUPERNATURAL / THE VAMPIRE DIARIES |
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[ alaric can be found in new york, specifically a little diner somewhere near central park. isobel's research has brought him here, though he imagines it's only a detour. he knows the real gold is in mystic falls, where she grew up. but he doesn't mind stopping off at new york along the way. it's one of the places he wishes he could've taken her to. he knows she'd enjoy the shopping.
he needs a distraction, and he's found it.
he's sitting at a table with bits of paper out in front of him. it's all in isobel's handwriting. he's read it over and over again; every time he re-reads it, he gains something else from it. but it still gets him nowhere closer to the vampire who killed her or the reason why. he doesn't understand why she was a target at all and he's determined to find out. if he has to turn into rupert giles and hit the books to become buffy summers, then so be it. he's not going to allow isobel to die in vain.
alaric's so invested in what he's reading that he becomes passive to everything around him. usually one who is so alert and the observer, he's allowed everyone to become a background character. he's adopting traits isobel had when she was working.
and if someone so happened to come walking up to him, it'd take him a few minutes to notice them. ]
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the day after she arrived back in new york, Bela received a phone call from a client who wanted to hire her to find a mystical object-a powerful one at that. she waited until they made an offer before she decided to take the job. the money was very good and it could easily pay for an extended holiday somewhere. exotic, of course.
research into the object had to be conducted first so Bela didn't waste any time in doing so, quickly discovering the potential owner. after getting into contact with her informants, she kept tabs on this person and tracked his every movements, everywhere he went. she got her breakthrough when she was told that he was in a diner in New York. Bela felt quite lucky. but she wasn't going to go into the situation blind: a disguise was needed before she ventured further.
Bela has gone for the whole 'sorority girl' look, wearing something quite preppy and sporting one of the many insignias that displayed the house she belonged to. walking into the diner, she looks around for her target and heads towards his table, acting like she was crossing to the counter instead.
all it took was a pretend misstep and she bangs into his table.]
Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! [she's speaking in an american accent, looking embarrassed.] I'm such a klutz.
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alaric smiles. ] Don't worry about it. I'm the king of unbalance these days. If I'm not walking into things, I'm breaking them.
[ he's going to feel like an idiot for even asking, but if he doesn't, he's a dick. the worse outcome here is seeming like a dick, in his opinion. ] You alright?
These tables can be ... [ and now he looks like an idiot. if anyone said alaric saltzman wasn't good at multi-tasking, they were obviously don't really know him. he'd roll his eyes, but that might cement the image of him being a big idiot in her mind. ]
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Troublesome? [Bela finishes, still with that smile. the point was to put him at ease, make him feel comfortable so she could swoop in when his guard was down and get what she wanted.]
I'm Alison by the way. Alison Carter. [she held out a hand to him.]
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he extends out his own hand, grasping her own in a handshake. ] Alaric Saltzman. It's nice to be bumping into you, Alison.
[ he lets go of her arm and gestures at the mess of his table. ] You meeting someone here? [ he is a smooth operator, fyu.
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No, I'm not. You don't mind if I join you?
[little did he know that she was wanting to meet up with him. or, at least she hoped he didn't know. he could be pretending, lulling her into a false sense of security. she had to be careful.]
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[ if there's anything to know about alaric saltzman, it's that he doesn't know anything. ]
Sorry about the mess. If a table isn't messy, it means no works getting done. [ ha ha ha. ]
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Good one. [she laughs lightly, even if secretly she didn't think it wasn't funny at all.] It's okay, really. I'm doing my PHD and trust me when I tell you there's a lot of mess on my study desk.
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looking goodhis vampire slaying. he looks down, grinning; at least the mess on the desk is something they can relate. he just really sucks at jokes, so he'll go with asking questions, which is another thing he is good at. ]You study locally?
[ phd. he wonders in what! ]
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I do, yeah. Columbia University. History and Literature. [she smiles.] Judging by your paperwork here, I'd say you're an academic yourself?
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[ he grins. he loves it, and every time he gets to talk about it, even mentioning it, he just glows.
he looks down at his papers. ]
My wife - she was an academic, as well. Taught folklore. This is her work.
[ and there's the sad panda behind the goofy humour. he misses isobel too much, sometimes. and the fact that he has something of hers that she, herself, loved so much ... ]
History's a good course. Though, I might be bias.
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Oh, did something happen to her? [bela asks softly, her expression growing sympathetic.]
It is a good course, yeah. I'm biased too though. [there's a slight laugh from her.] I might teach one day, I'm not sure.
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[ he grows quiet for a moment. he never likes saying that isobel's gone, and he never likes saying it was because someone killed her. ] She was murdered. It's an open case.
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And you haven't any leads whatsoever?
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Unfortunately. I think the police are going to pull the plug on this one. It's kind of hopeless, if I ... admit it to myself.
[ he makes a face, clearly thinking the opposite. he's not okay with that at all. ] I should've been a cop. All they ever do is coddle you instead of telling you the real truth. [ v e n t i n g. ]
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[she's trying to be sympathetic towards him so that he could feel like he could trust her.]
But I don't think you should lose hope entirely. You want to find out what happened so you keep trying. That's admirable.
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This is my first time dealing with the police. The television shows don't depict it quite right. [ a pause. ] But that's enough about me. Ever been out of the city, Alison?
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[And Bela could see the obvious pain and stress that he was going through over this. She could read him like a book but to others, he probably hid it very well.]
I have on a few occasions. Visited a couple of cities around the country but never been abroad. I'd love to go to Europe one day.
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[ especially when they're fanged ... ]
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