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Eliza winced and gagged slightly at the taste of the martini she'd ordered. "Oh my gosh, that's pure alcohol," she coughed a few times, finally giving her head a firm shake. "You knew that was going to happen," she pointed accusingly across the table at her mother even while she couldn't keep the smile from her face. "Why did you let me order that?"
With the same hand she'd pointed with, Eliza took Rebekah's hand and gave it a squeeze. "I'm really glad we could go out. I feel like we haven't had much time to do that since we got here, you know? Too much going on, everybody's busy all the time." Her smile turned rueful. "I know you and dad are busy with the important stuff, and I don't have much to offer there."
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"Oh..." Eliza backed up a step, shaking her head. "Sorry, Aunt Haley, I was just bringing you a coffee. I went out comic book shopping and...um, here." She put the coffee down and backed up another few steps. "I won't bother you, promise."
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"No because if I were you I would one hundred percent-," Hayley states sharply. "Check that attitude at the door because I am not the one to cross today."
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The sound of her father's voice was always a welcome comfort, and Eliza smiled widely as she looked up and pushed her phone aside. "You know the way to my heart - want to come in and show them to me, and I'll tell you facts about them that you never wanted to know?"
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"Hey sweetheart," Maveric greets as he knocks lightly against her cracked bedroom door. "I got you some new comic books."
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For the first time in what felt like ages, Eliza stopped thinking. About consequences, about what anyone might say, about anything except having some fun. How could she not, when Esme gave her that grin? Reaching up, she took the offered hand and used it to pull herself to her feet, giggling all the while. "Last one in the water loses!"
She's quick to move up onto her feet, bouncing lightly as she offers out a hand to her best friend and grins mischievously. "Well, come on then, Liza," Esme urges. "No time like the present they say and that water is looking mighty welcoming right about now."
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Perhaps it was the romantic in her - she wasn't Rebekah's daughter for nothing - but Eliza had expected the elopement party to be a bit more...festive, maybe? Ornate? Romantic? Something like that. Mostly she'd found herself lingering on the outskirts with a glass of club soda in her hand and waiting for something to happen. That something finally arrived in the form of Esmeray, whose enthusiasm could be felt almost before she arrived. "You know, that might be the best idea I've heard all night. I'd love to go take a dip in the lake with you!"
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A cheery grin pulled across her lips as she spotted her favorite Mikaelson, her feet practically skipping towards her before plopping herself down beside her. "Hey, wanna bounce and go take a dip in the lake," Esmeray questioned. "This seems to adult-y for me and I've maybe had one drink too many."
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Eliza was still dressed in her costume when the door opened, minus the mask, and she looked up with a concerned expression. "Sorry - wrong room. I think Hope's with her dad, though, if that helps at all. Are you okay?" She really wasn't, herself, but it was still polite to ask all the same.
"Hope," Xavier calls, forcing his tone to remain level, for his frame not to betray his calm and collected facade as everything within him jittered with worry, panic, and anxiety when he couldn't detect a trace of the tribrid anywhere. His gaze scanned every centimeter of space that made up the compound, pushing through the small crowd of stragglers as he made his way up the stairs to begin searching through the bedrooms. "Come on, Hope. Where are you?"
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Eliza wandered through the remnants of the party, her superhero costume that she'd thought so clever beforehand now feeling tight and silly. She'd experienced having actual superpowers, and now they were gone - and having them at all had been the result of some damn spell that had been aimed at the partygoers. Her domino mask had been stripped from her face and rested in her hand, and she looked at it with a mix of emotions. "That's one way to put it," Eliza's reply was soft. "I think my pumpkin got exploded..."
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"So, uh, that event was definitely something..." he trailed off, "at this point I'm just expecting it seeing as this town has weird vibes to it" he laughed awkwardly, trying to bring humor to a already bad situation
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"Exactly," Eliza winked, knowing exactly how much of a dork she looked like in that moment - winking playfully wasn't a speciality of hers. "Nice to meet you too, Xavier - tell me, did you buy that before the cities merged? Because if so, I'm just glad it didn't get eaten in the merge." She nodded, grinning. "I'll be sure and do that." Following his gaze and listening to him speak, her eyes widened a little. "And by proposal, you mean...proposal, proposal?" Looking up at the balcony, she eyed her uncle. "Oh, he's gonna murder you," she muttered.
"Touche," Xavier counters with a quip and a low chuckle. "Can't have the whole party knowing who's behind that mask, my apologies. It's a pleasure to meet you, Eliza. I'm Xavier Langthorne, I own the new night club in New Orleans." A boyish grin tugs at his lips as he releases another laugh, gaze settling on the brunette with a slight shake of his head. "If you're going to pass anything on to your mother let it be that I said her party is very, very impressive," the vampire offers before shifting slightly, gaze sliding towards Hope for a moment before looking back at her cousin with a genuine smile. "Let's just say that I reunited with somebody that I care about very, very much and I plan on surprising her with a very special proposal."
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"Inside bar is through those doors," Eliza pointed. "And to the left. I've heard the bartender in there is really good. The one out here is by the games, but I haven't heard anything about that bartender so far," she smiled. "And the fries are right near there. Those I can vouch for, they're salty and delicious and I could eat a few hundred of them. If you need help finding anything else just let me know, I know this place."
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She hadn't had any time to put thought into her costume and so she saw very little options outside of just wearing her scrubs and doctor coat to the event. At least it didn't look mediocre in comparison to some of these other guests and while she was still having difficulties adjusting to the past, her friends had urged her to get out for just one night and enjoy herself, relax a little, even if she preferred to be at home curled up with a bottle of wine and a book or some sappy romcom. "Any idea where I'd find the bar," Athena questions. "And maybe some, I don't know, fries or something?"
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Eliza raised her eyebrows. "Well, I can't exactly discuss my secret identity here in public, can I?" she joked before shaking her head. "Yeah, that was some pretty good deduction. I'm Eliza, and very much Rebekah's daughter." His answer was practically designed to make her curious, and she leaned in a little. "If that's your way of complimenting the party, then I'll pass it on to my mom. Otherwise I'm going to have to ask a followup - why is it such a good night?"
A faint hum leaves his lips as he shifts back in the seat, setting the extra drink down on the end table beside him before glancing back over at the brunette with a faint grin. "Busy huh," Xavier questions. "You must be one of Hope's cousins then? Assuming your mother is the busy planner behind this whole event? Rebekah, right?" Amused laughter rose from his frame, nodding as his gaze slid towards the madhouse momentarily before returning to the femme. "More power to them then," he jokes. "Oh absolutely. One of the best nights I've had in a couple of years if I'm being honest."
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"Oh," Eliza put a hand up. "Sorry, not a drinker. But thank you. And no, I'm having a good time, I'm just taking a break. I've been waiting for a chance to hang out with my mom, but she's been really busy." She smiled at her new company, all the same. "I think the screaming was probably that couple that went in there to have sex. How about you? Having fun?"
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"Penny for your thoughts," Xavier hums, settling down onto the couch beside the other and offering one of the drinks in his grasp. "Not enjoying the festivities? Have you tried the madhouse? Heard quite a bit of screaming coming from that direction earlier."
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Eliza managed to hold back her giggles until the guest had vanished through the exit, but then she nearly doubled over with the force of them. She adored her mother, and knew that anyone who showed up at a Mikaelson party should absolutely have been smart enough to come with a better costume than something that took four seconds to slap together. Her own superhero costume had taken hours, and had help from her mother, and it still wasn't the fanciest thing there. "Good job, Mom," she winked playfully. "I wonder if they're going to come back or not."
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"absolutely not." the blonde objected, stopping the guest she had spotted near the crafting tent, the look twisting on her features showing her dislike for their costume. "did you just make that in there? go home, try again, and i might allow you back in." she motioned to the near exit back to the plain boring town surrounding them. there was an abundance of costumes, some she quite enjoyed and others were not her taste but for her to put all this work into planning this and for someone to came in a white sheet with two holes was where she drew the line.
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Every time Zehra spoke, Eliza found herself trying and failing to hold back a blush. Part of her wondered why a woman that gorgeous and effortlessly sexy was sitting at the bar with her, but she did her best not to question it. "Ooh, I don't think I've had any spicy cocktails - I might have to get you to suggest one for me. Spice is definitely good, though," she blushed again.
she watched the other, intrigued about whether she would like it or not, a small laugh escaped her lips as she saw the others features and making a mental note that the other was not a wine drinker. "cocktails are good and i can see you as a sweet cocktail girl." the small tease for a moment before she took back the wine glass, taking a small sip. "but i prefer the spice cocktail. you always need some spice in your life."
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Eliza had been in the cafe for some time, curled up in a chair with a sweet drink and something to read, and she'd noticed the girl working on her computer almost right away. She looked stressed and busy, and so Eliza moved back to the counter to order a macchiato sent over to her table before taking her seat again.
kymber was sitting at a cafe with her laptop open. she was chewing on her lip as she worked on her current project: hacking into triad. she'd just started, but with the attack that had recently happened, she needed information. unfortunately, they had decent systems so it was taking her a little longer than she wanted to admit. @darkskiesrpgstarters
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Eliza took the glass, still warm from Zehra's grip, and sipped carefully at the wine. She wanted to like it, wanted to look cool and sophisticated to this redhead who was basically the hottest girl she'd ever met, but it was tart and her lips pursed slightly in response. "Maybe not," she coughed. "Um, I usually like sweet cocktails. My mom introduced me to cosmos."
maybe it was reckless, being out with her own attack a few nights before but nothing would ever stop the other from going out. "maybe it was reckless, being out with her own attack a few nights before but nothing would ever stop the other from going out. "you can have a sip of mine." she spoke, offering the other her glass. "and if you don't drink wine.. what do you normally drink?"
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The sound of the gunshot in the quiet room was like the end of the world, but as the body dropped not far from her Eliza let out a ragged sigh of relief. Right up until that moment she hadn't known whether her improvised plan would work or whether it was going to end with her being hurt or worse. She opened her mouth to reply and let out a sob instead, running a hand over her face. "So could you!" she finally managed. "It was the only thing I could think of. I c-couldn't let him take you..."
The horrified expression that crossed his features as Eliza spoke was unable to be concealed as his brows scrunched together furrowing above cold dark irises that shot daggers in the direction of the Triad agent. One hand continues to apply pressure to his wound as they other remained unfaltered, pointing the barrel of the gun in the others direction. “I will put a bullet straight through your skull if you so much as lay a finger on my little girl,” Maveric threatens, teeth gritted tightly together has the muscle in his jaw flexed. That was until Eliza moved forward and his heart stopped in his chest momentarily before realizing what she was doing and firing off a shot through the agents chest. “Have you lost your god damn mind, Eliza,” he questioned. “You could’ve been hurt!”
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