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[elizanikol]

"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."

[elizanikol]

"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."

Open Starter - @darkskiesrpgstarters

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?"

[elizanikol]

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."

[elizanikol]

"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?"

Open Starter - @darkskiesrpgstarters

"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."

[elizanikol]

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."

. ݁˖❖˙ ― rebekah mikaelson / open starter / @darkskiesrpgstarters

"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.

[elizanikol]

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."

[elizanikol]

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

[elizanikol]

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?"

[elizanikol]

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!”

[elizanikol]

zehra jamakovich edit ;; 001.

[elizanikol]

"Are you going to ignore me all day again?" (dakota)

@vilisisms

"Huh?" Eliza teased playfully, pretending she hadn't been listening at all. Pushing her book aside, she turned over on her back to look up at Dakota. "No, I'm not gonna ignore you all day, silly. I was just waiting for you to decide what we should do - decisiveness isn't your strong point, so I figured I had time to get through a whole miniseries first." Giggling, she put her hands up in case Dakota threw a pillow at her.

[elizanikol]

[ interrupt ] sender stops a confrontation between receiver and someone else, stepping between them and coming to receiver's defense (Lucas) (cuzzoooooo’s)

@traegics

Eliza wasn't sure how she'd ended up the target of one the comic bro types that inhabited the shop's darker corners, but was immediately uncomfortable when he approached. It was the same crap that they all spewed; challenging her to name off facts about the character whose shirt she was wearing that day, complaining about comics going woke, how girls didn't need to be in the hobby. Despite the distaste she had for the whole encounter she still would have rather walked away, until she heard him drop a slur that Eliza had heard far too many times in her life. Before she could even begin to respond, though, there was a blur of movement from the corner of her eye and the guy dropped in a heap. "Lucas?" she breathed, following behind him as he tugged her towards the entrance and only stopping to throw some cash on the counter for the books still in her hand.

When they were clear of the stores confines and could breathe, she threw her arms around him. "Thank you. I'm so glad you were there to keep me from trying to do that myself."

[elizanikol]

[ shelter ] sender uses their body to shield receiver from danger (rebekah)

@vilisisms

"Mom!" Eliza cried as Rebekah swung in front of her. The car accident had happened almost out of nowhere, likely the result of someone who was following their GPS down a street that didn't go where it used to because of the merge of Mystic Falls and New Orleans - despite warnings from the governments of both cities that GPS was no longer reliable in either. Whatever the cause, a bus had t-boned a smaller car and thrown it almost directly at them. Glass flew in a spray, twisted pieces of metal cut through the air, and before Eliza could even begin to react Rebekah had thrown herself in the path of it all.

The moment seemed to last forever, but finally the car came to rest upside down a few feet away. People were running toward the accident, shouting for someone to call 911, but Eliza wasn't looking at the car. She was turning her mother around, immediately checking her for glass or cuts or anything else. "Mom, god, you can't do that! You're as human as me, the car could have cut you in half or smushed us against a building or something." Tears were streaming down her face. "I can't lose you, I can't, I almost last dad and I can't lose you too, I can't, I can't," she was mildly hysterical, gripping Rebekah tightly.

[elizanikol]

"Will you smile if I admit I was wrong?" (Klaus)

@hybridnik

Eliza did smile, then - her Uncle did know the ways to make her do so when she needed it. "I don't know, you'll have to try it out and see. But really, that's what you get for arguing comics lore with a nerd. You might be older, but they didn't invent comic books till you were like...nine hundred and fifty," she nudged his shoulder with her own. "And from what Mom's told me, I didn't know you could actually say the words I was wrong."

[elizanikol]

i'll be right here when you wake up. (rebekah)

@vilisisms

"Thank you, Mommy," Eliza's voice was soft, and shakier than she'd like. "I know it's over now, but I keep seeing the barrel of that gun when it was pointed at me. I've seen the gun up close and I know how small that really is, but in my head it's big enough to fire a cannonball out of. And I see it every time I close my eyes." She sniffled, burying her face in her pillow. "I keep trying to be brave. I keep trying to be a hero like in the comics. But I'm not a hero. I'm just...me."

[elizanikol]

Eliza did as she was told, but that only lasted for a few moments - right up until the point when her father offered to give himself up for her. There was no way she'd ever stand by and let that happen. Not only could she never forgive herself, it would mean having to explain to her mother or sisters why he wasn't there. "Please," she whispered, eyes opening slowly. "Please don't do that. Just let my father go..." and then she did what came naturally to her; being a klutz. Half-stepping toward the Triad soldier, she deliberately tripped over her own foot and went down - hoping that the distraction would allow her father a clean shot.

His youngest daughter coming into view was almost torturous, brows knitting together as he tightened his grip against his pistol. Gaze flickered between the triad agent and Eliza, debating his next move as the agent gave his offer, knowing full well at this point that they would pull that trigger either way and hearing the trembling voice of his daughter only furthered the torment as he shook his head. "It's okay baby," Maveric assures her. "Just keep your eyes closed, alright." It was nearly impossible to keep his dark irises off his daughter but the longer they stood there, the more he feared the worst happening. "Not her," he all but pleads, finger still heavy against his own trigger. "You're men aren't supposed to be killing us. You need us, you need our blood so take me just- just leave her out of this."

[elizanikol]

Eliza was still very shaken by all that had happened. In all of the time they'd spent trying to avoid Triad in the future, she was sure she'd never come as close to dying as she had when she'd found her father and the Triad agent. But at her parents' urging she'd agreed to go out, with the condition that she stay in constant contact. "Hi," she greeted Zahra from a barstool at Rousseau's. "I don't usually drink wine, but if you say it's good I'll try it."

@elizanikol

the events of a couple of nights ago still somewhat haunted zehra, but she wasn't going to let that ruin her life or the activities that she enjoyed. a glass of white wine in her hand, she took a sip before a sigh escaped her lips. rousseau's now seemingly quiet from the previous events of a few nights ago. her attention turned as she noticed a familiar face and a smile fell on her lips. "i would go for the chateau lamothe if you like wine.."