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WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: Mingle!
WHERE: Somewhere in the city
WHEN: Day 3, morning

[It's a beautiful morning in this part of Coba! The sun is shining, the birds are singing - or at least they were until a few seconds ago. Suddenly, the city is plunged into darkness again, and the streets start to fill with people dressed in outrageous costumes. There's music in the air and all traffic is stopped for the parade of revellers heading down the street. Anyone from New Orleans might find the spectacle rather familiar, but for anyone else it's still an excuse to party like the night never ended]

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[He'd just ended his first semester - so they were close. Kind of, if parallel universes could even be close.]

Yeah, at Whitmore. We don't exactly advertise ourselves as a frat for vampires or werewolves or witches or the random psychic, but it exists. Has existed, since the 80's? [Now he's just confused.] Let me guess - your world doesn't have that.

[ha ha ha, he makes a face, finishing off his glass, finally]

Nope. The Whitmore I know had some secret society researching into making vampires that feed on other vampires. [his lips twist into a humorless grin] It was fun, except for where it wasn't.

[ooc | .. i know my own timeline, he's only starting his first semester too.]

Seriously?

[Even for him, that's a bit much. What kind of sadist would keep that operation going?] Wait, what was the society called again?

Augustine.

[he reached for the bottle to refill his glass and immediately took another, long drink. His small amount of restraint was the only thing keeping him from downing it all. Wouldn't do to let on that maybe it kind of bothered him] Been around for a long time.

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Oh.

[Now he wants another subject change, because other-Damon worked for Augustine. (Granted, other-Damon peaced out of Augustine a long time ago, but that was a twisted connection Tyler didn't want to think about.)] Good to know. I'll... well, I'll see if this place's got anything remotely similar.

[ah yes, there goes the rest of his drink. He grins, wide and without humor]

Oh, don't worry, I'll be personally checking on that, too.

[He's gonna go request a refill of his coffee now.] Just for the record, if anyone asks me later about your college visit, I know nothing.

If some bodies just happen to turn up, I'm completely innocent.

[he's joking, but . . . no, wait. He sounds serious. Well, Damon-serious]

[That still earns him a Tyler Glare^(TM). People do not need to die when you've got mind compulsion or memory erasing elixirs, bro.]

I'm sure you are. [beat] Man, I'm never gonna get used to the thought of you and... well, you know.

[if they're Augustine they totally deserve it, mind compulsion is only there for additional entertainment, duh]

Do you want a demonstration so you get used to it faster?

Iiiii think I'll pass. [Who in their right mind would say yes? Besides Anna??] The less I know, the better in terms of "plausible deniability."

You know what I am and you know what I do, I think you're way past the point of plausible deniability.

Of course I do. It's just... weird because I'm used to other-you, who snaps his fingers and makes things go away. [Other-Damon's magic was basically a Get Out of Plot Free card.]

It's the same for Elena, 'cause she's still human for me, and probably for your Stefan whenever he shows up. [At this point, it's really a "when" rather than an "if."] I know you guys and yet I don't.

I can do that too, you know. [snap his fingers, snap a neck, boom, problem solved] Just without magic.

I'm sure you'll be different to them, too. I bet no one's filled you in on what you're like.

["And a hundred times more violence," but Tyler's gonna keep that one to himself for now.]

You mean the asshole who let Klaus walk all over him? [It's a bit more biting than he intended, but he's been mad at his alternate self for a while now.] I've heard bits and pieces.

[that gets a laugh out of Damon, and he reaches for the bottle to refill his drink, his expression nothing but amused]

Yep, that asshole. Not that I want to give the guy any credit, he's lumped in with the other idiots for being completely useless, but he did do some things that turned out to be close to useful.

Of course he did. He's still me, after all. [A weird hybrid version of him, granted.]

If I didn't think it'd break the universe, I'd try to meet him.

If he does show up, I'll make sure to be far away for the meeting of the Lockwood brain trust.

Hey! It'll be one short, productive meeting. [Provided one of them doesn't attempt to knock the other out.]

Bet you won't even be in the same part of town, if it ever happens.

I'm hoping and praying that I won't be.

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