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hows it going not feeding on the rugrats

( aka, all Caroline's cuddle buddies at the campfire. and yes, bill IS included in the so called "rugrats". vitorio can have a pass, but it is a begrudging one. )

God, don't call them that, it's mean. And gross.

[ having said that she's struggling with only feeding on rats and other vermin. there's an occasional deer, but those are rare. ]

associating the youth with tommy pickles is gross

( again, there are plenty of survivors that are old enough to have grandkids )

I mean I don't love thinking of them as potential food sources. We're all already trying to survive, you know?

( oop. well... this sort of shows why Caroline is on the campfire side of all this and Carmilla is the one watching them from afar, now doesn't it. because she sure does snack on the so called "rugrats". tears them apart with teeth and claw, jumps on the next still coated in the blood of the last.

this would be a GREAT time to mention not everybody is trying to survive. but 🤐 look, why would she ruin her ability to connect with another vampire when she's got little else around here? without Caroline she might as well just stay in the monster form she uses for trials. )

is this you saying you arent feeding on any of them
cmon
not even the fbi guy

[ it should occur to caroline to ask why she doesn't see her around the others, but if she's suspicious at all, she keeps it to herself. it's hard to find people to connect to around here and even harder when you're one of the creatures that people pulled here tend to fear. ]

If they volunteer it, yeah. It's not like I could keep what I am secret for that long. But IDK it feels gross to do it and compel them to forget about it.

you managed to get them to volunteer? thats a new one
i think letting them forget is kinder than making them remember

( and it is, definitely, 100% kinder when she bites them the normal way instead of just tearing them apart. but it is easier to get along with survivors, what little she manages to, if they don't recognize her and what she really is. )

I think they'd rather have me strong and able to help than not.

I don't like...make them remember. They just know, you know? And they decide whether they want to help or not. Not everyone wants to and I think some people would rather I wasn't in the group at all but enough people are okay with it.

( Carmilla wants to lecture. Caroline is still so young, still, in what she is — not quite as grizzled and world worn. Carmilla thinks it is stupid to be obvious about vampirism in a murder dimension, when Caroline's little humans have more reason to turn on her than trust her. what happens when they change their mind, she wants to press. she thinks of Mattie, braiding her hair, beautiful voice as warm as cashmere as she tried to assuage her whimsical notions, even as Carmilla (Millarca? at this point, she doesn't even remember) let her dreamy thoughts flit through the stars. every word in one ear and out the other.

no, she won't waste her breath. there would be no sweetness in I told you so. let Caroline make her own mistakes; be there to help her pick up the pieces. )

if your juice boxes change their mind
i can help you out

[ she knows, or would if carmilla voiced it, that she's right; that she's taking a big, dangerous risk by informing the rest of the survivors about what she is. but she's hoping that the honesty is going to benefit her, and so far, it has. but that fear, of them changing their minds and turning on her, is always lingering in the back of her mind. she remembers mystic falls, remembers katherine and the salvatores, how even when their intentions were good there were still times where someone would be sold out if it meant the end result would benefit their greater good.

a lot of the time, that someone was her.

she's a long way away from home, and she has to think differently. but she doesn't want to lose who she is, either. ]

Thank you, Carmilla.

[ there's a short stretch of time, and then: ]

How is it you stay fed, anyway?

same as you
just without the asking nicely first

( that's ... kind of ... true.......... she sure hasn't asked for consent when she's mauling survivors between her claws. )

open!

u SPOIL me 🥰✨

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