#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.

[ofmoonlitmagic]

( @exitiumstarters )

You could shoot them.

This was his fault. His best friend was dead...because of him. No, not just his best friend. His soulmate.

Her smiling face overlaid the lifeless body he saw now. On display. She would have hated to be on display like that, he thought as his bottom lip began to wobble.

Then we only have one option left. For sufficient proof, this calls for a thumb war competition.

i think my future best man would be on his best behavior...

you deserve some happiness after everything.

"I'm going to kill you all!" He roared, losing all composure. Hunters were on him in an instant, ready to go full Hunger Games on their guests. Not on his watch. So he stilled. Fell eerily calm. His sadness, his grief had never been his power. There would be time for grieving, but tonight, tonight was about vengeance. "I loved her more than I will ever love anything in this life," he murmured, his eyes shut on the tears that threatened to weaken him and they poured down his cheeks instead. "And now, I will kill more than 5 of you."

With a burst from the earth through his body, he freed himself of those who had him. His eyes turned to find Asher in the crowd, all their talk of getting everyone out seemed so distant now, of thinking he had hope enough to talk sense into the humans, and all he could give his friend now was an empty shake of his head.

I won’t leave with my people still here. My entire family is here, my girls...

What happened now...what they brought upon themselves...well, he'd always said it, hadn't he? It was inevitable.

"Sir Lysander!" He called, "get her out." His tone firm, accepting no argument, body hollow, and gaze determined. He knew the fairy would know who he meant. "The OEA has taken enough from me."

Now they would know what Briggs Mikaelson was like with half a soul. His eyes took in the room, though he wasn't looking for escape routes. Nah, he didn't need to escape. That was hardly the point now. Then he saw it: the open bar. Raising his hand, it all exploded, covering the floor around it. After all, they did say their crime scene was missing an accelerant, so he'd fix that mistake.

From his feet to the bar, a fire spread, consuming. "Thank you for the hospitality!" He hollered, shrugging off the cake-covered jacket. "And as we're all having such a fucking good time, no one's gonna leave." At his words, his fire spread along the corners of the room until he'd fully enclosed it.

"So I think, what we're gonna do now," he explained, feeling almost out of body and somehow very in body...as if he were always born to be this. A smirk graced his lips but it reached none of his features, "is kill you all. Because what you have failed to realize...is we're stronger." Bringing his hands in, the blaze followed his will, wrapping around a couple of the hunters as their screams filled the air.

"And you just killed the only person who could have stopped me." He could feel it, he'd never realized he could feel it. Collapsing to the ground as the fires died down, he took a few deep breaths as his eyes fluttered closed.

And when they opened again, the hues were amber. Turning to another, he growled, "no one leaves alive."

[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

[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"

[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.

[ofmoonlitmagic]

( @exitiumstarters )

The full moon was fast approaching, and Briggs could feel it in his bones. He always felt it when untriggered, but there was something different about it now. A connection, a tether, a noose. His fuse was shorter these days, but he wasn't sure if that was the wolf's rising or the sheer terror of what was coming.

"Sorry no witty quips today," he growled as he took a drag from his wolfsbane-weed combination, hoping whoever approached would just leave him alone in this hell, "try again in 5-7 business days."