To All The Ones Who Hated Me The Most A Toast You Really Had Me Going

[succubitch]

Who: Lilah Morgan, Damon Salvatore, and eventually Welsey Wyndam-Pryce (with mentions of Tess Mercer and Katherine Pierce)
What: Damon catches the tail end of one of the HBICs lunches and confronts Lilah about it.
When: 4/25
Where: Il Capriccio
Rating: PG-13


The meetings with Katherine and Tess had become a rather regular thing at this point, and sometimes that included being in public places. After all, they were trying to establish a presence within the city proper. And what better place to do so then Lana's restaurant? Make the other woman aware without actually being threatening.

It was a simple tactic, but generally effective.

In any case, the lunch went well, as it always did. They updated one another on their individual parts in things and eventually discussed future plans as well. Compared to a lot of business lunches (which this essentially was) that Lilah's been to in her time, it was rather productive.

Eventually, they paid for their food, and the three women separated, going their individual ways.

What Lilah hadn't realized was that someone had spotted them all together, and didn't like it. Though she probably should have seen it coming, considering how obsessive Damon could be about things.

And they had been at Lana's restaurant, after all.

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[succubitch]

"His big mistake he doesn't remember," Lilah pointed out with a slight smirk. She made her way towards Wesley now, crossing her arms over her chest as she did so. "So somehow?" She paused for a moment, drawing it out. "That one just wouldn't be as effective."

[demonologist]

Lilah was right, he didn't remember. But that didn't mean he didn't have guilt or regret about about what he'd apparently done. He tensed noticeably, his jaw tightening. Something Damon was probably not going to miss. How had he known about that? About his connection to Faith? Who had been talking to him?

"I've made a lot of mistakes. Some of them quite monumental, as Lilah well knows. Leave Faith out of this. She's not a part of this feud. Besides, she's a Slayer and can take care of herself."

And because he didn't want this to descend into a series of escalating threats, Wes levelled the vampire with a speculative glare.

"What do you want, Damon?"

[compels]

Damon tilted his head back, staring up at the sunny sky -- he almost felt like he didn't even deserve that -- and let out a real, full laugh. Slowly, he tilted his head toward Wes and Lilah, looking over at them. The slowness with which he did so certainly didn't help his air of sanity out any, either.

"What do I want?"

Complicated question. Wesley didn't want the complicated answer. He wanted one that was simple, clear-cut, providable. He wanted the now.

"Right now? I want Lilah's head on a stick for going behind my back." There was a curl of his lip to accompany the words. Rage was easier, anyway. "But, somehow, I don't think you wanna make that a possibility." He didn't care. He didn't want Lilah's head on a stick, not really. In fact, as women went, Lilah was insignificant. He couldn't care less. He was done with her, she was out of use.

He wanted to be human. He wanted to stop being second place. He wanted Stefan to stop being the real monster and still getting everything that Damon wanted. He wanted Lana.

He relaxed his shoulders, turning his body toward them and narrowing his gaze.

"So, why don't you two lovebirds get out of here while I'm feeling gracious?"

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"You don't have to tell me twice." And with that, Lilah turned and made her way away from the restaurant. Whatever Damon was throwing a hissy fit about, she couldn't get it into her to be too worried about it. Though she would mention it to Katherine later, just in case.

[demonologist]

"Going behind your back?" Wes raised and eyebrow at that, giving Lilah a 'what is he talking about' glance. But she was already taking advantage of Damon's offer and retreating quickly. He turned back to Damon, waiting to see if he would elaborate. The lovebirds dig was thorougly ignored, he wasn't about to rise to that bait.

[compels]

"I'd keep an eye on your girlfriend, Wes." There's a swagger to the way he approaches. "She's been skulking around with Katherine. That's never good." Not to mention the Sage look-a-like. Between the three of them, there could only be badness brewing.

[demonologist]

Wes bit off the retort that she was no longer his girlfriend. Whether or not Damon truly believed it, it was better that Wes not direct the vampire's attention to his relationship with Fred. That was where his true Achilles heel lay.

"Is her name meant to mean something to me? I've met her before, at the wine and cheese evening. I'm aware she's from Mystic Falls and is possibly a vampire, but she appears to have settled in without ripping anyone's throat out and is establishing some sort of school in the town. Should I be deeply concerned by her leaning towards education?"

[compels]

"Katherine turned me. Turned Stefan. She taught me everything I know." Damon threw his hands out to his sides, inviting judgment to be passed upon himself by Wesley. He was beyond caring. He was beyond a lot of things, sanity chief amongst them. He wanted to understand, and Katherine was at the root of it. Time after time, people choosing Stefan over him. And he never got it. Not ever. He loved his brother -- undoubtedly. More than anything in this life. But, he was also keenly aware of where all his faults lay.

"So, you tell me, Wes. Should you be deeply concerned?"