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He hated it when someone stole magic from him and took his energy, which made him feel involuntarily weak. He gasped softly as Bonnie stopped and withdrew. He closed his eyes for a moment. Elijah knew it wouldn't be long before he felt better, but until then, he had to rely on people not just attacking him.

“Can you explain the plan to me again?”

“you said the same thing last time.”

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"Yeah, well, things have changed." Bonnie yanked her hands away from his chest, still feeling that tingle of raw power traveling the length of her hands and up her wrists and arms. She could almost feel it humming in the back of her throat. Channeling an Original was no joke, and it made her pause. Clearly remembering when they had been scheming against Klaus. He had been showing her a few things. There was a strange kind of closeness you gained with someone when you taught them something as intimate as magic. It made the betrayal of it all sting just a bit more. @mikaels0n-elijah

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Elijah sensed a hint of dissatisfaction at the other's answers. If the victim wasn't even useful, he usually felt there was more to be gained from manipulation than a corpse. But it was far too late for that now, and Calcifer was already revealing that he would take care of it.

The cloth handkerchief was used, but it was also ruined with it, so Elijah only agreed that it could be burned with it. He didn't need it anymore, he already owned too many anyway if he thought about it that hard.

“I appreciate you wanting to defend my reputation,” came from Elijah and he took a step back, looking from the victim to Calcifer and back again. Then he shook his head briefly. What else was he supposed to be doing here?

“Get rid of the body and meet me at my place later, then we can talk in peace.” As soon as he had said that, the original vampire had disappeared. He knew it wouldn't take Cal long to join him, so he prepared some whisky and made himself comfortable on one of the leather sofas. He swirled the glass in his hand.

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Laughing, Elijah turned to him, leaning towards the Joker. “Would you even know how to handle me naked?” His eyes sparkled playfully.

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"Ya' look good in everythin' ya' wear, but 𝗂 think ya' would look even better naked,"

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He smiled narrowly at her words. He knew what she was talking about, and damn it, she was right. All his half-brother had to do earlier was snap his finger and Elijah had jumped. But now it was different. Even if he had to prove it first.

“I know, but it's different. Niklaus and I are going our separate ways.” He spoke to her openly, honestly. Did she believe him? That was uncertain. If he were her, he wouldn't do it for now until he could prove it. Even if that would be difficult.

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❝and why should i trust you? you will always remain loyal to your brother, who wants to shove the cure down throat so he can use me to make his hybrids❞ elena wanted to believe elijah, but she had also seen him betray them with just a small promise from his brother. she knew no matter how angry she was at jeremy, she would not be able to betray him or leave him behind.

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Elijah's eyes widened for a moment in shock and surprise; he had thought his brother was no longer looking for doppelgangers and another solution, but he had probably rejoiced too soon.

His words about loyalty… Elijah said nothing, but deep down, those words hurt. Loyalty meant everything to the vampire. Especially loyalty to his family, to Niklaus before him. He would do anything for him, no matter how much pain he had endured so far. Even if Niklaus apparently did not realize this loyalty and created another family for himself. Or whatever exactly he did.

“Who and where?” he breathed. Was it his job to protect the doppelgangers and ruin them in the end? Like Tatia? Elijah wasn't sure, he'd never found out. But he wouldn't let his brother go alone.

of all their siblings, elijah had always been the most collected and grounded, a steady hand amidst the chaos. but klaus knew his brother’s other side — the side that could be just as ruthless as he was, provided the cause was just. the difference between the two lay in where they drew the line for such causes. moral lessons, though never solicited, had become ritualistic, almost a dance performed every time klaus placed yet another target on the mikaelsons’ backs.

klaus, unfazed, wore his victory like a cloak. “ well.. ” he began, his voice smooth and self-assured “ the good news is i’ve at last found a doppelganger — alive, no less. the bad news? it may have required sacrificing a few of my most loyal men. still, no matter. loyalty, after all, is a renewable resource. and in a future where i am free of this wretched curse, such sacrifices will no longer be necessary. ” he smiled then, a slow, self-satisfied grin, proud of his own machinations, though such triumphs could only foreshadow further trouble.

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Elijah's eyebrows lifted for a moment before he shook his head briefly and a small smile lifted the corners of his mouth a little. “You misjudge me, my dear,” he corrected her gently, reaching out to her as if it were a peace offering, as if he wanted more than just information from her. But at that moment, he wanted to know more about her.

“I like to know who I'm dealing with and not just slaughter. I like to know who my opponent is and what skills that person has.” His gaze wandered over her features. “Especially… about the chaos witch,” his eyes flashed briefly at the words before he put a calm expression back on his features. “Why without a coven? Doesn't it appeal to you?”

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( she's heard of the original family , ) who didn't ? there's a slight fear that spoke between eyes that radiated curiosity at the same at the original supernatural being , TO BE AT HIS PRESENCE was almost quite , riveting . being a witch of her kind . . . wasn't really something she had been proud of . COVENLESS , BUT WITH A GREAT SOURCE OF MAGIC ?

how would an original see this ? still , confidence was a mask she had perfected despite it all . wielding magic on her own wasn't easy , but it was enough to show the original vampire @mikaels0n-elijah , that the young red chaos witch is capable of ANYTHING . " –i doubt you'd want to hear anything about me , i've kind of perfected not being amongst a lot of covens over the past few years , "

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A small smile on the vampire's lips. “Dressing up, eh?” He shook his head gently at her statement, it was amusing how she thought of him. “Clothes make the man, my dear.”

“I hear you don't owe allegiance to either side, or has that changed?” He tilted his head to the side briefly, eyeing her carefully as she reacted to his words.

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જ⁀➴ ❝  so  is  it  only  the  super  old  vampires  that  dress  up  like  they've  always  got  somewhere  to  be?  ❞  ,  sat  up  straight  across  one  of  the  grill  tables  with  her  head  confidently  cocked  to  the  side  as  she  looked  the  original  up  and  down. 

❝  you  must've  asked  me  here  for  a  reason  ,  so  what  can  I  do  for  you  ,  Elijah. ❞ 

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There was an amused expression on his face, his mouth covered in blood from his victim lying at his feet. He stepped over it as if he didn't care. His eyes on Emerson. “Is there a reason for the disturbance?”

The two had gotten along very well, but Elijah's 'red door' had come to the forefront and if this Elijah could do one thing, it was to do whatever he wanted. Ruthlessly over the feelings of others. As if his humanity had been switched off. “If not, I'd rather advise you to leave.”

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Elijah's eyes twinkled in amusement as they fell on Stiles, who stood before him and didn't seem to know how to handle Elijah. After all, they hadn't seen each other for a few weeks and Elijah… had changed. Changed a lot, if you looked at it closely. “Should I go again?” A slight smirk at the corner of his mouth, he took a step closer.

His hand lifted, grabbed the other by the back of the neck and pulled him towards him. “Or are you going to let me drink because you enjoy it?”Elijah, the Noble, was gone. In his place was a man who took what he wanted.

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Christmas Eve, a contemplative and peaceful time, if you believed in it. Elijah had only lit the bonfire with his family in the morning, a tradition, but he spent the evening with Ana. They had just finished an excellent meal, so he pulled the gift from his inner suit jacket and slid it across the table to her.

“If you wear it and touch it and think of me, I'll notice and I can come to you right away.” His sister had cast this spell. Inside the black velvet box was a simple gold bracelet.

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“Have you ever seen such a clear night sky here?”

It was bordering on magic that the night was so clear, despite the lights of New Orleans. But outside the city, in the bayou, it was beautiful when there weren't hunters or other monstrosities about. He glanced at Jackie beside him. They weren't here for pleasure, but because something was hunting hybrids. And neither he nor his half-brother liked that very much. And Elijah? He was here to help. As always.

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It was one thing to get involved with witches from New Orleans, but Elijah aspired to MORE. His vampires had long since filled him in on everything that had been going on in Mystic Falls, and Mal was a good source of unusual magic and personality. So it was no surprise that Elijah found himself with him, a glass of whiskey in his hand and grinning slightly at the man.

“What do you think of my offer to come with me?”

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Oh, the pleasure that arose at the other's words could not leave Elijah's face. He watched Calcifer's face closely, taking in every movement. While Elijah looked amused, jealousy leapt out of the other. It was very tempting. Elijah grabbed Cal's hand and pulled him a little closer, holding him tight. “How about you cover the scent?”

Calcifer hates the way Elijah reads him like a book, twisting his expression into a frown as he watches the other saunter closer. he can still smell her stench all over him and it repulses him, his nose wrinkling up in distaste. "a little bit, yeah." he admits, finding no reason to lie to the older vampire. what use would it be, anyways ?? Elijah would see right through him.

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“You're a bad, bad girl, Lydia Martin…” Elijah purred towards her, his grip on her hip tightening. He knew they could get burned, but they wanted this. With another grin, he lifted his hand to her face, reaching into her neck and pulling her towards him for good, a kiss in the offing. Passionate and pleasurable, burning, consuming.

Lydia’s smirk deepened as she felt his hand resting on her hip, her teasing nature flaring in response to his closeness. She didn’t move away, didn’t even flinch—if anything, she leaned in just a fraction, her confidence radiating like heat between them.

“if I wanted you to stop, I wouldn’t be standing here, now would I?” Her fingers grazed lightly over his chest, a fleeting touch meant to stoke the tension rather than ease it.

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The witch raised her eyebrows sceptically and looked at Dani with a scowl. Then she looked at Elijah again. Shook her head. „That must be done by the witch who cast the curse.“

„That's why we're with you. You can talk to the dead.“ The witch's eyes widened in shock, continuing to glare at Elijah. „And what are you offering me in return?“ Elijah smiled barely perceptibly. „I know what Niklaus's plans are and where you are definitely not allowed to be on any given day in order for you to survive.“ The witch hesitated. Niklaus was a thorn in the side of the witches, but to survive? At least they knew they could rely on Elijah's word. He fished out some paper and a pen and wrote a few lines on it, which he slid over the counter to the witch. She took the paper and left the room for a while.

Then she returned with a jar containing a thick, dark liquid. „Go to the place where she died. Scatter the contents, mixed with your blood.“ Her gaze went to Dani. „Now get out of here.“

— dani follows, yet keeps silence between them as she anticipates becoming closer to her true form. Of course, being in a woman’s body had its perks. However, longing for her true body was something she had for some time and the thirst for it was becoming uncomfortable. She closely keeps her distance, yet a closeness as Elijah navigates her into a location where he knew someone. Hearing the voice, Dani couldn’t help but fight the urge to answer herself, fighting the urges to meet the concept of answers with violence, the way she knew.

She kept her ears peaked as she broke from Elijah’s side, looking around the shop. Her eyes finding slight admiration in the items utilized for witchcraft. “I’m here to gain my old body back.” Dani softly spoke. Turning her head back to the witch, a blank expression upon Dani. “I was turned into a woman for being the amazing heartbreaker I am.” She chuckles slightly, “I get it. I learned my lesson.” She lies, voice sarcastic. “I want to return to my true form.” Dani tells the witch before turning to Elijah.

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Elijah's eyes widened in shock as he heard the heartbeat that was undoubtedly coming from Hayley. How… could that be possible? And for Jackson to call off the wedding. He was in shock for a moment before he took a step forward. And another. Elijah stood in front of Hayley, who was boiling with rage. And of course she was, it was no wonder. Hope was her everything and everyone wanted to kill her or usurp her power. Of course she would do anything to protect her.

“I,” he said the word silently. His gaze fluttered to her stomach.

“Let me talk to him. He loves you. He loves Hope.” Even though it was very hard for him to say those words, you couldn't tell. “And he'd love this baby just as much if he…. finds time…” He didn't want to be the sensible one. He wanted to touch Hayley's belly, to feel what was moving underneath, what had a heartbeat.

“What did Freya say about that?” Almost tonelessly, the words finally escaped his lips. Not knowing what else to ask. How else he should react to this news. When she raged, he was the calm stone. He always had been.

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Hayley Marshall was far from amused. In fact, she couldn’t have been further than pleased in that moment. Though, it remains to be seen who she was more upset with — Elijah or herself for being put in this exact same position for the second time in a row. Either way, you would’ve think a smarter woman like her would’ve learned to know better by now. Alas, maybe the second time around’s the cham?  ❝ Guess what? Jack didn’t sign up to have a shotgun wedding. So, its been called off. ❞  The young brunette mother had been in denial about it for nearly three weeks until she caught onto a second heartbeat when she was alone that it became undeniable and she’d to ask Freya for help running both the supernatural and conventional tests to confirm it.

The part that had her pressing concern once finding out that she was with a miracle child for a second child whose conception should’ve been impossible was that Jackson calling off the strategic marriage union for her hybrid power meant that Hope no longer had the required protection against Dahlia with the numbers of the Crescents. It is why you’d find her panicked and slightly infuriated self confronting Elijah in his office within the compound’s library in distress.  ❝ I know that by logic, its not possible, but please really just listen with your ears first. Because after congratulations are in order, daddy, we need a new plan because we’re screwed with no way to protect Hope against your psychotic aunt now. Why does it always have to be a family member targeting her? ❞

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His hands slid over her back again, caressing her as he closed his eyes. „Then sleep, sweetie,“ he murmured. If she wanted to sleep, she was welcome to do so on top of him, he didn't mind. Perhaps he even enjoyed the fact that she wanted to lie with him like this. Feeling safe enough to sleep. That was a great compliment.

Annie let out a squeal, hands latching onto him as he hoisted her up in his arms. "Hey!" She tried to keep the grin off her face, attempting to look stern but failed miserably in that regard.

Once he was seated back down, she leaned in to rest her head against his chest, grinning up at him. "Maybe. I mean, You make a pretty comfy chair."

"Perfect for napping."