#*•.¸♡ Musing: Rebekah Mikaelson: ❝ Kill the demon today face the Devil tomorrow. Count me in. ❝

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Tag Drop (part 1)

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@thegoldenheiress​ | liked for a starter | Rebekah & Hope

Rebekah has wanted to just be spending more time together with her niece, the family isn’t that big anymore and everyone is just scattered to be honest. Freya is still in New Orleans, Kol in San Francisco and Rebekah is mostly in New York and yet she also travelled a lot. The blonde had contacted Hope to tell her she was on her way to Mystic Falls and she had some things to give Hope anyway. Rebekah went to the Mystic Grill as she waited for Hope there. 

     “If it isn’t my favourite niece.”  A small smile appeared on the vampire her face when she turned around and got up from her seat to give her a hug. 

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“ you are nothing to me. “ (henrik)

"That may be the case, but whether you like it or not we are still family." The blonde said while she was looking at Henrik. She doesn't know what he was going through at this point and yet she wanted to be there for her nephew. Not really caring what he just said, all the vampire wanted was to be there for him and that he knows that he can come to her whenever it is needed.

A small sigh escaped her lips while she folded her arms over each other.

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“ this is all my fault… “ (henrik)

The blonde shook her head as she was looking at Henrik. "Listen to me, it is not your fault. Don't think that it is." Rebekah was trying her best to just reassure him that it is okay and that he shouldn't blame himself. "Why do you think this is your fault?" The blonde vampire then asked him.

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@lahbonair​

The blonde was in New York where she lives now together with Marcel when suddenly she heard her phone going off. Standing up as she walked up to the kitchen where she left her phone last as saw the name of her niece on her phone. This was something she did not expected to hear. Grabbing her phone as she picked up the phone. “Hope? Everything okay?” Not any aunt would pick up and say those words. Yet in her case it is different because well they’re Mikaelson’s and Hope is a tribrid so danger is always nearby. Her eyes met Marcel who came in the kitchen before Rebekah was starting to pace around in the kitchen. 

The fact she was already thinking of going to Mystic Falls to check up on her niece it was just long overdue anyway.