#exitium.starter

[traegics]

"You mind hurrying it up," Freya all but demands as she shifts impatiently, arms crossed at the register of the local apothecary. "I have very little time and very little patience."

@exitiumstarters

[fragmcntedsouls]

@exitiumstarters ✦ klaus mikaelson

Descending from the top of the grand staircase, Klaus plucked a flute of champagne from a waiter upon reaching the bottom. His eyes were careful to scan the disgruntled crowds for any sign of those who might pose difficulty for the evening. He was under no illusion that the attendance would be voluntary either, but in the grand scheme of things, the evening would become a apart of great importance.

The King had returned for his throne in New Orleans and he would not rest until he had reclaimed his birthright.

"I trust that I should not take that attitude personally" he quipped to his left, sighing as he reached for another flute of champagne to offer his guest. "Don't look so suspicious, just accept the bloody drink."

[ofsupernovcs]

Open for @exitiumstarters

Randy touched the unicorn as a joke. He didn't think much of it. But as he began to talk something was off.

"Thank you for coming." There was a slight shift " Truthfully I hate any type of event like this. I have to fake a smile to make you all happy. But I'm miserable as fuck. But the OEA has my fucking children so I have no choice. But I'd like to make one more comment about my opposition. " The mayor smirked

"Gianna if you are hearing this, you are one of the most pretentious people I have ever met. You suck at being for the people. I'm a jackass but at least I can pretend when some weird medieval man says he gave his money to a prince on the internet. I hope you don't have children, or grandkids, or nephew because yikes." Randy said flipping the bird.

"Now you can boo me. Please it gives an excuse to drink"

[oflautus]

♦︎˚.⁺⊹ .ᐟ ― open starter / @exitiumstarters

in the short time that she had been in new orleans, she's learned and made adjustments. spinning like a top with ideas and implementing them. the harpists that had been hired to play at decora was now replaced by a local smooth jazz band and that change alone added to the ambience, appealing to patrons. cordelia moved across the gallery floor, her heels clicking, a smile forming on her lips as she took in all of the new faces. "i see you have great taste." she stated while approaching the closest person to her who just happened to be admiring the newest piece that she had acquired.

[matthiasxaless]

@exitiumstarters

"Is there a reason you're being so antagonising so early in the day?" there's a scoff as he sits up, not at all in the mood for whatever's about to be answered back.

[xblindfoldcdx]

you couldn't be a mikaelson without having a bit of a chaotic side, and iliana was no exception to that rule. flipping through the stack of rather large bills that she had recently acquired, she couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes watching her. glancing up from the money, she offered the passerby a sly smile. ❝ what? ❞ she questioned with a raised brow. ❝ have you never seen a woman counting her cash before? ❞ // @exitiumstarters

[dmpled]

@exitiumstarters

“do I look like I’m interested in what you have to say?” eyes narrowed ever so slightly as her arms folded. all she wanted was peace and yet this person was starting to get on her last nerves. “do I need to spell it out? Can you not read between the lines?” Georgie questioned as she took a deep breath in trying to remain calm.

[oconnellthebrave]

open post-event starter @exitiumstarters

To say Camille was exhausted would be an understatement, the gala had turned into a trauma inducing blood bath. It had been more violent than her last party, at least that night people's bodies weren't strung up on a stage.

It was safe to say, that everyone that night was experiencing regret. The way each person she loved reacted, repeated in her mind. Briggs, setting that fire and destroying any hunter that came in his path. Klaus, in her arms as he took on the burden of all this pain. And then there was Artemis, her ripper side tried to take control, before she could beat it, there was a lot of carnage. And who would be there to pick them all up? Her, of course.

Sitting in the Mikaelson compound, she rubbed her temples, taking deep breaths as the nights events played back in her mind. How were any of them meant to move on? The sound of footsteps pulled her out of her thoughts, causing her to look up with a smirk. "So i'm going to have to open a practice now, because i'm pretty sure everyone has PTSD from last night."

[strawberryxmagic]

while artemis loved a reason to get all dressed up, she wasn't so much of a fan of being told she had to attend the event. she didn't really like being told to do anything. and yet here she was. weary of what exactly the oea had up their sleeves. she didn't trust them as far as she could throw them. and she was sure none of the other supernaturals around did either.

she straightened her dress as she walked into the space, looking for any familiar faces that she could spend time with and make this event less boring. ( @exitiumstarters )

[lawfvlhunter]

( @exitiumstarters )

Suspicions confirmed, the missing hunters were dead. It wasn't a surprise, and she had told Asher as much, however, now the floodgates of questions had opened. She didn't care so much about vengeance for them, but she did want to know the responsible party and whether there was any connection to someone in the OEA as Asher (and now she) suspected.

A curfew was exactly what they needed, and she sat on a bench, smoking her cigarette and watching the clock. "Nearly 11," she mused, "need an escort home?"

[ofvillcins]

Trent knew he probably looked like crap but he didn't care. Not one bit. He had attacked someone who was was on vervain so he was a little bit drained. Tired from not finding Hope. Plus it was crowded in New Orleans and he really hadn't found a place to settle. Just trying to keep moving. He couldn't stop or he would lose it. "What?" he said to the person before him. "Take a picture. It'll last longer," | @exitiumstarters

[xepiphany]

𖤣.𖥧.⚘ ― maeve o'hara / open event starter / @exitiumstarters

after making a few rounds, her plans to be a wallflower for the rest night was going quite well. standing back and soaking in everyone and everything until it was time to silently make her exit. there were two people she had yet to see, her lovely daughters-- she could not wait to see what beautiful ensemble they'd dressed themselves in; she told herself once she spent some time with them and with rebekah she'd call the night be a success. "oh, yes please." the vampire gushed in a soft sing song voice to the waiter, her eyes scanning the tray of assorted confectionery, dipping a finger in one of the frosted items to get a taste.

[fragmcntedsouls]

@exitiumstarters ✦ nathan kenner ✦ exitium.event002

"Time to see how the other half live" Nathan quipped to the individual standing beside him, as he expertly bypassed the trays of champagne and reached straight for the bottle. "Uh uh uh" his taunt came a little too easily as he grinned at the guard who stood disgruntled with an agitated look on their face. "You said it yourselves, we're equals tonight."

[ofsupernovcs]

Open for @exitiumstarters

"No I mean I have a lot to learn-" And the slug took over right then and there. There was a cough before she looked up at the sneering surgical student. "But I know more than you do."

Nova cracked her knuckles.

"I don't know why I placate to you and every asshole at this school. You guys think you're better than me because I'm a nurse. You should know there are nurses far smarter than you'll ever be." There was a slight glow of her eyes.

"You don't know me. I just wear that filial mask of mine so maybe one day he won't regret having me. My dad isn't here right now so I won't." Nova smirked back as she eyed his drink. She raised her hand and

"Time to say bye-" Nova raised her hand and muttered the spell. "Boom." The drink exploded making the student fret

Nova turned around and saw a figure. She crossed her arms.

"I was standing up for myself. He got what was coming to him"

[traegics]

Open Starter - @exitiumstarters

She had begrudgingly left her daughter with one of the Crescent's that had chosen to stay behind from the masquerade in offerance of watching all of the younger wolves in the pack and while she'd have rather taken this time to spend it with her husband, Riley was coming home and she wasn't going to miss out on seeing her again and so she had reluctantly found herself a ball gown and a mask as well as having gotten her hair down up and had arrived to the compound with little time to spare, offering out her ID to the guards at the door with an audible sigh. This was the last place she wanted to be, the last place she wanted Riley her their brother be especially after the gala hosted by the OEA last year but if it kept her family safe then she would do what she had to. A quick glance around as she entered the compound, something that she had started doing ever since Brooks's accident, the one that left her to fend for herself and their daughter, and she quickly pinpointed each and every possible exit. "Do you know if we have to wear these masks the whole time," Lorelai asked the closest person to her. "They're more uncomfortable than I thought they would be. Besides if they wanted to keep tracck of who was here then you would think they would have gone with something that didn't require concealing our identity."

[matthiasxaless]

open. @exitiumstarters

Matthias was in a shockingly good mood. Well, who wouldn't be after liberating the world of more evil. If he was capable of it, he would probably have even felt joy in some way. Instead he just sat there, smirking on a park bench. His body was still sore, but it felt good, and he looked over at the person to his right offering some nuts he was munching on in silence. "Good day huh? Sunny, light..."