#⚜ i’m a special vampire ▬ in character

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He put something green on her plate and she is not happy about it. She will be giving the silent treatment during dinner.

And yes, she knows she absolutely can just not eat it, but the audacity of that man to put this on her plate in front of her mashed potatoes is just-

         elijah was aware of katherine’s aversion to vegetables. although she didn't seem to detest every vegetable. potatoes, for example, seemed to be okay. anything green, however, was usually very difficult. the reason for it was unknown to elijah, maybe she was just stubborn. maybe she didn't give it a chance because she just assumed it was awful. or maybe she doesn't want to admit it isn't as horrible as she pretends it to be.

        whatever it was, apparently she chose to pout.

        "it would be a shame if it gets cold..." elijah stated without looking up before he continued his meal.

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              "if someone is smart and has reached a certain age, then they will practice restraint. they will hardly have a high profile and commit to effective publicity. i have no doubt that there are only a few older vampires, but they are limited by nature. most vampires nowadays are unfortunately only wild seeds. i doubt that more than 25% at most were transitioned directly by my family."

             accordingly, he did not worry about the small number of really old vampires. how could there be any if his family was mostly much more careful about turning someone? these sprouts, however, sometimes did not apply the same caution.

             his eyes narrowed a little when he saw aurora’s smile. her words were something that he did not consider as the truth because they both know that she held a grudge against him. something he surprisingly can comprehend.

             "so you’re basically proposing to play my babysitter? that’s almost ridiculously hilarious." elijah was not impressed at all. "why does this prophecy have such an impact on you, aurora? if it were to be according to prophecies, our world would have already been over many times: was not the last great event in 2012?" || @ladamedemartel

Ah, the arrogance. Well, they had a rather good run before Elijah's ego reared it's head. You can do so well that you lost two siblings in nearly as many years. Aurora thought to herself, but knew that Elijah needed no reminder of the stakes, of his loses. Besides, he had nearly paid her a compliment; undoubtedly he had needed an insult as a palate cleanser.

"As I said: we have both lived a long time. It's increasingly rare to find someone more than a few centuries old, let alone as old as we." Aurora turned her face slightly toward his to let him see the smile that remained on her lips. "Perhaps I do want a little chat with you. It's a nice change of pace from my brother or Lucien." Not really. She did enjoy Lucien's worship of her. Still, she did want a pleasant chat with Elijah and knew it would have needed to happen sooner or later. circumstances simply forced it to be sooner.

She shrugged her shoulders and turned her face from him to focus on what was ahead once more. "I intend to remain in town. Whether you believe in prophecies or not, whether you believe that you need my protection, Tristan's protection, or not, I will be in town to see to your continued safety. I believe that will be easier if we can get along whilst I am here. I wouldn't want someone to take advantage of you waging war with me as a chance to mount some sort of secondary attack."

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cont. from here || @malka-lisitsa

           it wasn’t the first time he had felt niklaus' teeth. most of the time, however, his brother graciously offered his blood to cure him of the poison that his bite had set free. not so this time. elijah is aware that it was a way to punish him.

           this time it had caught him on the shoulder – in their heated argument that soon turned into a scuffle the bite had been quickly placed. it wasn’t a very big spot, but it was terribly inflamed and hot. something that didn’t want to heal; at least not while it was still so fresh. fortunately, he had still been able to change his tattered and bloody suit, rinse the wound as best he could, and treat it reasonably so that his new shirt would not be soiled.

           the poison had already spread well in his body and caused the first bouts of fever while his body tried to fight it. his skin was glistening with the thin layer of sweat and he felt awful. sick. inflamed. tired but at the same time wide awake. thankfully, he knew he would survive it. others were less fortunate. he knew he needed rest. he mustn't fight it as it would only delay the recovery. nonetheless, there was still one thing he needed to do.

           "please, katerina. leave. i'll be fine but you need to leave!" he was still in control now but the fever will rise and he could not guarantee for anything. in deep down, she knew it was the truth.

           he knew it was a great deal that she trusted him so much, but at that point trust was inappropriate, she wasn’t safe. not if she stayed within reach.

           "go, katerina."

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She kissed him back, lingering a little longer than she usually would. Then she pulls back, breaking the kiss. He mentions her favourite.... and she has to actively battle her own thoughts about whether or not she deserves a man like him.

"Did I change your mind about love...?"

      it's evident to him that she needs him for emotional support tonight although he doesn't comment on it. instead, he let his thumbs brush lightly against her waist in an attempt to soothe her and fight her inner turmoils.

      "i don’t think you ever had to do that." he suddenly knew what she was referring to. he once told her that he doesn't believe in love. he had not been entirely sincere although it also hadn't been a lie.

      "i know there is love, but there have been times when i forgot that this option exists for me. for me, love is incredibly rare. and perhaps i was convinced, perhaps i still am sometimes, that it's better for me to refrain from love. i..." he paused and gulped slightly, focusing on the brush of his thumbs. he is a man who has concealed such deeper vulnerable emotions successfully. and he knows that there's a dark truth regarding him and love.

      "i tend to doom people. i bring destruction. when you love someone and that person loves you in return you're uniquely vulnerable. they have a power to hurt you that's like nothing else." he knows that they are in a phase where katerina had the power to hurt him if she wants to because he loves her so much. but it's not the thing he worries about.

      "sometimes i'm terrified that i hurt you, that you'll get hurt because of me just because i have feelings for you. i could never forgive myself if something happens to you." if he fails again. he hasn't been in love with her when they first met. he was smitten, yes, but it wasn't yet love. nonetheless he wanted to protect her and he failed. it's one of his biggest worries.

      "and yes, i do have feelings for you. very intense ones. feelings i didn't think i would be capable of feeling again." || @malka-lisitsa

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"Elijah."

Uh oh.

"I did my hair and nails for you, and not once have you commented on how bangable I am."

Rude Elijah, after she went through all that trouble.

         "i would never assume you would do such activities for anyone but your own pleasure and comfort," elijah stated because he is an advocate for women to only dress for themselves and not for men.

        "but you are wrong if you think i failed to recognize." he added with a sly smile while his head tilted slightly. "you are always very bangable, if i am to use your words. but if i said something like that out loud, then i would want to execute it too – your hair wouldn’t be so perfect after."

        elijah obviously knows that katherine is very extra with her hair and he does try to be careful with it but ... when things get rough, they get rough. @malka-lisitsa

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           "don’t tell me you’re afraid of a doctor." her defensive attitude strongly suggested this. fascinating that a doctor could trigger such a fear after all the time they were vampires and had gone through worse times than risking a potential injection that's supposed to help. "concussions are not to be taken lightly, who knows how long you will be trapped in this state. you don’t want to risk any consequential damage, do you?" they didn’t know what had led her to be human. there may have been other effects that were not yet so obvious. in his opinion, it would not hurt if an independent and discreet doctor took a brief look at her.

          of course, the whole situation was not satisfactory and he could see her anger. he would have to keep a close eye on her to make sure that she did not take matters into her own hands and looked for answers and solutions herself.

          "if you really stay within the property boundaries and stick to it, then i'll agree to it." elijah is capable of making a compromise but he'll still keep an eye on her. not only because he's not sure if she'll uphold her part of their deal but also to ensure that she's safe from others. they had already ambushed her once, he wouldn't allow that a second time and especially not within their home and property.

          elijah walked to the opposite chair to sit down, his eyes on bryn. "everything can be undone. it's only a matter of time, and until there is a way to fix this, you'll have to lay low and stay in here." he is serious about this and he hopes that bryn will take it to heart.

          "i'm not sure if it's a good idea to ask freya for a spell that messes with your head. especially if we're not sure if you have a concussion or not. aside from that, you need some rest first. your body has to get used to the new circumstances." || @obl1tus

She  nods  simply  in  thanks.  She  could  have  asked  Freya,  the  likelihood  is  that  she  had  some  kind  of  remedy  given  her  own  mortality  but  her  pride  refused  it.  Bryn  was  still  getting  used  to  her  new  human  senses.  .  .  and  weakness,  in  comparison  to  her  previous  vampire  body,  it  was  all  new  and  bizarre.  She  was  still  adapting  to  the  change.  Features  twist  at  the  suggestion  of  a  doctor  and  she  shakes  her  head  slowly.  "  I  would  prefer  not  to  be  poked  and  prodded,"  she  grumbles.  "  I'm  sure  it's  a  concussion  at  worst,  I'll  be  fine,  I  don't  need  a  doctor.  "  she's  not  saying  he's  being  dramatic  but  it's  how  she  feels.  While  she  knows  he's  just  worried,  she  doesn't  like  this  level  of  attention.  She  much  prefers  flying  under  the  radar  and  being  able  to  come  and  go  as  she  pleases.  Mouth  closes  at  his  argument,  lips  forming  a  grim  line  and  she  avoids  his  gaze,  jaw  clenching.  She  doesn't  want  to  admit  he  puts  up  a  good  argument;  one  she  can't  currently  counter,  but  he  does,  and  it  annoys  her  to  no  end.  Of-course,  she's  more  than  happy  to  take  that  risk.  Putting  herself  in  harms  way  has  never  been  a  problem  for  her  but  putting  her  family  at  risk  was  and  she  knows  if  whoever  did  this  to  her  came  back  to  finish  the  job,  her  siblings  would  come  for  her;  potentially  putting  them  in  danger.  Something  she  would  never  wish  for.  Gaze  flies  back  to  his  at  his  words,  her  irritation  growing.  "  I'd  like  to  see  you  try.  "  she  all  but  hisses  but  huffs  a  moment  later,  conceding  defeat.  "  Fine,  I'll  stay  within  the  compound  while  we  figure  this  out,  but  not  the  house,  I  won't  be  confined  indoors.  "  she  compromises,  followed  by  a  pause.  "  We'll  figure  this  out,  won't  we?  "  a  hint  of  fear  creeps  into  her  voice,  a  younger  sister  seeking  reassurance  from  her  brother,  something  she  has  not  done  in  a  very  long  time.  It's  gone  almost  as  soon  as  it  appears  though.  Back  to  buisness.  "  I  was  thinking  of  perhaps  having  Freya  work  on  a  memory  spell,  to  see  if  I  can  recall  what  happened.  "  she  tells  him.  "  and  i've  been  working  my  way  through  mother's  grimoire,  to  see  if  I  can  find  anything  that  might  help.  "

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cont. from here || @malka-lisitsa

         "you would have rejected another gentleman if he had been faster than me? that could be considered bold – or foolish. the gentlemen of the ton would think you have already made your decision..." it's unlike for him to be as bold himself for he would never be that much carried away to be so direct. however, somehow the thought of other men dancing with her did bother him – even though she is by far not his. and how could she if he himself has not made a decision?

        "nevertheless, i gladly accept this honor and it would be a pleasure to add my name to your dancing card."

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plotted with @malka-lisitsa

          elijah had grown very fond of katherine, or rather katerina now that he knows her actual name, over the past few months. neutrally explained. it was very rare that he developed a deeper interest in a human, and he knew it was better to stay away. humans and vampires were never a good combination, yet they seemed to meet by chance. admittedly, sometimes he had also set it out to appear at the place he knew she was working at, but sometimes she, too, seemed to cross his path.

         katerina was a special person, she had something indescribable about her that attracted him. therefore he had seen with great concern that she had obvious injuries the previous day; bruises which she tried to hide under makeup. in her movements that suggested pain. he had never addressed it directly and the answers to his indirect questions were usually formulated in such a way that he knew she did not want any further inquiries. but now he was sure that there was indeed someone who caused her pain. something that made him incredibly angry (raging mad, even), but since she wouldn’t drop any names, he couldn’t let this person pay.

         he had offered to take the pain away and heal her, and she had agreed, although she probably thought it was a joke on his part. that it was actually his blood that had the desired effect was unknown to her as he had cleverly hidden it by giving her a drink.

         the events of the previous day had led him to want to see her urgently today, which is why he drove to her address. he knew it because she had already invited him to her apartment once. he rang the bell, but no one opened the main door, which was not an obstacle, as he found someone else to open the door. when he finally stood in front of her apartment door, however, he smelled something that shouldn't be as prominent: blood.

         elijah knocked on her door. "katerina?" there was no reaction, so he looked around briefly and then opened the door with a deliberate blow.

         what he found was horrifying, she lay not far from the door in her own, already dried blood on the ground.

         "katerina!? katherine?!" immediately he hurried to her and kneeled beside her on the ground, his gaze searching where all the blood came from while at the same time trying to feel a pulse, although he could not hear a heartbeat and her gaze was fixed, empty, and immobile. he knew what this meant, but he didn’t want to accept it. she couldn't be dead. she shouldn't be dead. he couldn't have lost her.

         but ... was it even possible for her to be dead? there were a thousand thoughts on his mind, also calculating when he had given her his blood the day before.

         his gaze finally hung on a dark crusty spot on her dark top, which was slightly raised and shimmered metallic when looked closely. immediately he brushed his fingers carefully over the spot and could then actually grab a bullet that should not be at this place (even if it shouldn't be there at all). her body seemed to have expelled it, which was a sign that she'd wake up again.

         elijah released a breath, before closing his eyes and trying to focus which wasn't as easy because between the initial scare he had and the wrath he felt, he also knew that she wouldn't awake as she was before. if she were to awake, then she would be in transition.

         he opened his eyes and then rested his hand softly against her cheek. "you won't be hurt again. and you'll be avenged." he does not know who did this but he'll find out. elijah lifted her into his arms and carried her to the room which he suspected was her bedroom, to lay her on her bed. she shouldn’t have to wake up on the floor. he left the bedroom door open to hear any possible change or movement before returning to the scene and started cleaning it – more a distraction to himself, because besides his concern for her, there was also this incredible anger and vindictiveness. only when the floor was perfectly clean, he went back and stood at the bedroom door to give her the necessary space when she wakes up.  

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"Ooohhh, a gentleman and a beast in bed."

She knew both already but she likes to tease. Of course she dresses for her satisfaction first but she absolutely wants him to leer every chance he gets.

The doppelganger spins on her heel, casually starting to walk in the direction of the bedroom.

"Hair can be fixed Elijah." She shot back over her shoulder.

If that's not an invitation who knows what is.

         he did not say anything regarding the first comment. a gentleman would not confirm such a claim.

        his eyes attentively followed every movement, every step she made while not failing to notice her invitation. hair can be fixed, hm? elijah lazily got up before following her to the bedroom but without entering it. instead, he leaned against the doorframe.

        "i'm under the impression you desire more than a simple confirmation of your exquisite looks?" he was teasing her, of course, because he knew what she wanted. nonetheless, he was in the mood to play a little.  || @malka-lisitsa

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          "from which of my statements do you take it that i defend his behavior? do you really think i find it okay how he acts? how he blackmailed me or my siblings?" he shook his head, because she couldn’t be serious. he found it abhorrent that his own brother did not grant him happiness and so obviously threatened katherine. not only because of what happened between the two in the past, but as a means to have control over elijah.

         "i can protect you from everyone else, katerina, i don’t worry about the threats that others pose." whatever enemies she had, he would kill them all if she wanted to. they would not dare to come near her while he was with her. he would not shy away from anything and would act so cruelly that what was left was enough to scare others.

         "but i can’t do anything against my brother; i can’t protect you from him!" niklaus was clearly superior to elijah in some aspects. a direct fight between them would - in physical terms - usually end to the detriment of elijah, even if niklaus did not use his insidious poison.

         "i can’t give you what you need from me because i selfishly cannot live with the risk. i can’t live with the fear that i’m the reason something happens to you. not after i know that niklaus would also hurt you because of me!" why didn’t she understand that? could she not imagine the dread he was living in? that he knew exactly what would happen if he did not restrain himself? that he could imagine in every detail, what cruel execution he might find if he did not pay attention? he couldn’t live with it. he would never forgive himself for being so selfish to stay with her if he knew what that would mean for her.

         he hated it so much. he hated to see that he was the reason for her tears, that she suffered so much because of him and the ballast he came with. she didn’t deserve that, and if he hadn’t been so stupid as to allow himself feelings, things never would have come this far.

         "i have allowed myself to love even though i should have known that this would not end well for the person who will share my love. i should not have done that, i’m sorry." his head shook slightly, eyes wandering to some unimportant point behind her. someone like him shouldn’t love, he just threw everything into misfortune. it hurt him endlessly that it was so.

         he would have liked to make her happy, he would have liked to show her how loved she was. even now his decision was proof of how much she meant to him because he would rather forsake himself the chance of being happy than put her in jeopardy. he loved her more than the chance of personal happiness.

         if he could, he would give her everything she wanted. but it was not in his hands, he had no choice. it was not a decision he made because he wanted it to be, but because it was a necessity. because he knew how it would end, unlike her and he cannot risk finding her slain just because he didn't stay away from @malka-lisitsa.

The more he spoke, the more he tried to explain it away the angrier and more hurt she got.

"I am VERY aware of how poorly he treats all of you which is why I routinely consider all of you FUCKING MORONS." Katherine hissed.

"You JUST stood there and told me how awful he is and you will STILL defend him against me or anyone else! Do you not see how INSANE that is?" The former vampire spat.

"You don't GET IT Elijah! If it's not him it's someone else. I am ALWAYS going to be looking over my shoulder for SOMETHING or another. YOU and HIM put me on this path. You obliging him wasn't going to protect me. Like I said, I was doomed the day we met it didn't matter what your feelings were or how they progressed Elijah I was already FUCKED."

There's not as much aggression in her tone this time. It sounds more helpless and defeated than murderous.

"I wasn't stupid enough to think I'd be safe with you Elijah. As long as he's out there I never will be. I just wanted to be with you and share happiness for as long as we could steal it. In spite of him. I am so sick of being ALONE ELIJAH." Her eyes started to well up with tears.

"You have no idea what it's like to be this alone. To have everyone hate you and no one fucking listen to a god damned thing you say. For no one to understand you, for NO ONE TO CARE ELIJAH. I just wanted to be happy. For however long I could manage it before it was stolen away. You never asked me what I wanted. You assumed you knew what was best. But I would have picked you even without a deal with Klaus."

"It was supposed to be our time. Instead you bargained it away and sentenced me further into the abyss i've been fighting my whole life to get out of. You thought I wanted safety. I just wanted you."

Katherine is an enigma of a creature, shes so simple and so complex at the same time. She's easy to read yet completely impossible to understand. Even she doesn't know what she's doing or feeling half the time. One moment she thinks her motivations are one thing but she finds out later she wanted something else under it all.

No matter how you slice it though, at her core, Katherine is a seventeen year old girl who just wants to be loved no matter what the cost. She would have thought that for all his bravado of knowing her better than anyone that Elijah would have known that.

"This was never going to work between us, Elijah. Because you never truly pick me. Your life and everything in it belongs to Klaus, and I was just a stupid girl who thought she found her prince charming. I will never be the love of your life while Klaus is in it. You belong to him, and therefore, you could never truly be mine. I hope you're happy with the path you've chosen Elijah. I hope it was worth the happiness we could have had together. I'll never know because you made that choice for the both of us."

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cont. from here || @malka-lisitsa

          it is very rare that elijah went to bed early - usually, he did not sleep until well after midnight. and when he finally went to sleep, he usually slept tight enough. however, not tight enough not to relatively quickly notice that katherine had left the bed. he waited a few moments to see if katherine returned to bed, giving her the necessary space in case it wasn't a situation that needed attention. but when she failed to return, elijah decided it was best if he went looking for her.

          he gave an unusual sight. the hair already slightly ruffled by sleep on one side, without a suit, but only in his sleeping outfit, and barefoot. fortunately, it didn't take him long to locate her, and fortunately, she was still in the building. upon stepping into the room she had chosen, elijah immediately checked for signs: increased pulse, rapid breathing, restlessness... signs that typically indicate that she has had a nightmare or a panic attack. but everything seems quiet. 

          she seemed to take some time until she gave him a reaction following his words that were mainly meant to make his presence known so as to not startle her in case her mind wandered off. and considering that she seemed to need some time to react, her thoughts were probably not entirely here in the presence.

          her questions caused him to frown, not having expected that whatever troubled her went in that specific direction. he knew he was far from being perfect and he knew that he certainly was not everything that she was looking for and needed. elijah was not blind to the fact that his divided loyalties didn't please her and he knew that he had hurt her immensely in the past. he also knew that he often could not match her fiery spirit (the famous stick in his ass) and isn't as open in his feelings. flaws a perfection option would not have. nonetheless (or rather precisely because), he was trying his hardest to show her what she meant to him. her doubts regarding their relationship made him question whether he was trying enough. whether he had done anything that made her feel neglected or misplaced or not good enough.

          elijah stepped carefully closer until he reached the chair she was sitting in. then, he squatted down so that he wasn't towering over her. "of course i am happy with you, katerina. you are important to me and you mean a lot to me." his hand reached out to lay above her free hand, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand. "i love you."

          of course, there are big 'whys' in his head. why is she filled with doubts? why was she so unsure of his feelings for her? but he decided to not ask so as to not push her if she didn't feel like sharing. perhaps being simply here with her already helps her.

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cont. from here || @apex-royalty

          "see, that's where you're gravely mistaken." elijah stepped closer, his tone and attitude dangerously cool & indifferent. "that's always the problem with you pesky salvatores. you always try to pull your head out of the noose you created and hope to evade the consequences of your actions." 

          "i thought i made myself clear when i said that if anything whatsoever happens to katherine, i will descend upon you. it is easy to switch elena’s name with yours in this equation. i do not care for the reasons, stefan. i see the result. and the result is that she is dead." the last words were almost hissed.

          "so explain why you deserve to keep your heart?"

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cont. from here || @fbiartist

             it was very difficult to keep elijah out of action for longer, he was pretty indestructible. but if his heart were to be harmed or if someone would be able to successfully behead him, then he would actually be made harmless for a short time and look quite dead. but unlike normal vampires (or other beings in general) that would only very temporarily harm him. only the special daggers would actually knock him out for a longer time; days, weeks, years, centuries, even. it was difficult to estimate how long he had been gone when he took his first breath; when the dark veins on his grey skin were retreating, even if his skin remained grey until he had regained strength, until he had fed. he felt strangely dried up.

            what he did know, however, was that he was furious, raging mad, even. how could he? how dared he?

            elijah had risen within seconds with a growl and moved his shoulder until it was adjusted again with a loud crackling. his head also tilted until another crack was heard – injuries that didn't have the time to heal before he was daggered. he was in attack mode, ready to beat the crap out of his dear brother. in all honesty, he didn't really realize at first that the present people had changed nor that his opposite was gripping his arm.

            only when he heard her voice he snapped back to reality and caused him to pull his eyebrows together, irritated about what she was doing here as she had not been there when he had the confrontation with niklaus.

            "ziva?" his voice was raspy due to the lack of fluid, his skin still very greyish. and only then did he realize that he was too close to her, that he had attempted to crush her which immediately made him step back.

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          "contrary to your opinion, this is not the case. i grant everyone the benefit of the doubt unless i have any suspicion that this person is in any way a danger. sometimes even unnecessarily, although i should know better. was it not my will to believe in the good that led to further deals with you? even though you basically kicked every deal with your feet? apart from that, mass execution is usually not necessary. sometimes a warning is enough."        he was not his brother, after all, who would not be afraid of eliminating masses. elijah preferred quality over quantity. but these were not really topics for a morning.

          his features glide in complete neutrality.         "you are mistaken. niklaus saved himself at the last second with a sentence that gave me hope. if he had chosen his words wrong, i would have ended him. there are some things even i can't forgive."        in fact, it was highly terrifying that elijah was close to doing the unthinkable, and he reflected long about what he was willing to do.

          elijah resumed his activity concerning his tea, put down the hot water pot, and let the addition of tea now steep with a glance at the clock while not failing to notice her reaction to his last words. perhaps the mention of a far more unpleasant accommodation makes her see how generous they actually are. || @elenva

the mikaelsons all annoyed her for different reasons ⸻ when it came to elijah, it irritated her to no end that he put on this façade of the noble, rational one, when he was really no better than the rest of them. none of them were good people, but she could at least somewhat respect those who were honest about their natures rather than masking them. ❛ if you were to start doing that, considering how paranoid your family seems to be, i'm pretty sure you'd be killing practically everyone you meet. ❜ she wondered for a moment how any of them were able to look in a mirror, in the face of everything they'd done. she herself even had difficulty with that, and the list of her crimes was far shorter. maybe it was natural, the further away one got from being human, but . . . she could only hope she'd never lose hold of her humanity to that degree.

she returned to her seat, a wave of exhaustion washing over her. ❛ you weren't exactly the picture of trustworthiness yourself, you know. you were always going to end up on klaus' side, so truly taking you at your word would've been stupid. and i get it, he's your family, always and forever. ❜ she waved a hand as she recited the dogma, though the previous fire she'd spoken with seemed to have cooled into embers. ❛ i guess it's naïve to hope you'd at least have been decent enough to be honest about it. ❜ she could still remember the relief she'd felt at the idea of having him helping them during those dire times, only for him to pull the rug out from under them during the big moment they'd needed him most. it seemed so ridiculous now, that she ever truly believed he'd turn on klaus. looking back on it after everything, she realized it'd never been anything more than a pipe dream.

the girl couldn't help but chuckle, though the sound lacked any real humor. there he went again, showing a hint of the cruelty beneath the mask. ❛ dungeons . . . ❜ she mumbled, drawing invisible scribbles on the surface before her with her index finger. the word almost made it seem like she was in some twisted fairytale, locked away in the villain's castle. but no one was coming to save her, and she was at the mercy of the mercurial monster's whims. if only she could skip over chapters of this tale, to see how the book and her fate ended.

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[ 📲 • sms ] —— ok that’s cool.

text messages. || @insanislupus ||accepting

[ 📲 • sms ] really?

[ 📲 • sms ] or is some kind of sarcasm hidden behind these words?

[deceptivemorals]

cont. from here with @ladicsa

       he still held the view that she had been lucky. at least after she assured him that she would not die of the poison. of course, he knew she was immortal, even if it was a different kind of immortality from his. nevertheless, he was aware that there was always a loophole, something that could harm any immortal. she could have been shredded or have her head torn off by these hybrids that did surprisingly still roam around. he did not know if she would have survived such things, because of course, it was irreverent to ask such questions about the limits of her immortality.

      one hand had gently wrapped around the wrist of her wounded arm to prevent her wound from accidentally hitting something and resulting in causing even more pain, and to discreetly feel her pulse. just because she wouldn’t die from it doesn't mean he is not still worried. he knew from his own experience what such a bite did, even though he had been 'blessed' with the bite of the original hybrid. the other hand brushed over her back gently in an attempt to calm her.

      "i won't leave you alone," he assured her and returned her gaze in the hopes that she could see that he was determined – he certainly could see the fright in hers.

      "we need to cool you down, it helps with the fever. A lot of the hallucinations come from the fever, even if a part probably comes from the poisoning." but maybe you could mitigate it by keeping the fever at bay.

      "i could ... i could try to ease the hallucinations." it was a quiet suggestion, followed by a frown on his features because he has skills that exceed the skills of a vampire, even the ones of his siblings. he is, however, not sure if it works on her species and he is also aware that it could be seen as a violation if done without consent.