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@kingbreathed for kai.

"sorry but i really don't have any idea what you're on about." henrik spoke with a shake of his head. "i don't even know this place at all."

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@kingbreathed for macel.

"nope, nope, you're not having another one." eliya remarked, snatching the bottle of bourbon from marcel. "not until you tell me, a) where the hell you went and b) was mom with you."

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"another one can't hurt."

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"oh, no. i wouldn't know what you're on about."

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he was still trying to work his way around new orleans, the last thing he had heard that this was the place where his siblings would be. he was trying to work out where the best place would be to get his bearings and to seek them out. seeing the other, he tapped him in the shoulder.

"sorry to be a pain.. but do you know where rousseau's is. heard its the best place to grab a drink." and a good place to start.

Theo sat outside a dimly lit coffee shop in New Orleans, the air thick with the scent of roasted beans and the distant sound of jazz drifting through the night. He wore his sunglasses, even though the sun had long set, a feeble attempt to mask the fatigue etched into his features. The bustling streets were alive with energy, but he felt detached, lost in his own thoughts as he stirred his untouched cup of coffee.

Suddenly, he felt a light tap on his shoulder, pulling him from his reverie. He turned slightly, the movement drawing his attention away from the swirling thoughts in his mind. The figure behind him wore an expression he couldn't quite read, curiosity mingled with something else. He hesitated for a moment, considering whether to meet their gaze or retreat back into his solitude.

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"lets say there is a lot more than met the eyes." eliya spoke, eyes watching the other for a moment before she took a sip of her drink. "and some of those people are people who i care about, so maybe think on the next word you are going to speak."

PJ had heard al about people being missing. He even had some growing knowledge of the supernatural but he couldn't really say he had any interest in it. He had enough trouble in his own life to go looking and injecting himself into others. He inhaled the smoke from his cigarette and soon left out a plume of smoke. "Yeah it's sad people are missing.. but thousands of people go missing everyday... what so special about this lot" he mused.

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hearing the others words, there was a soft sigh that escaped her lips. she wondered how much that the girl knew about the supernatural or whether she was just unknown to it all. "it does sound like an awful late night tv cop show." blossom spoke with a shrug of her shoulders. "things change, but this change doesn't seem like its for the best change. something feels bad about this change.. i just cant work out what."

Cami glanced over at the girls sketchpad while she spoke. She had never been artist but she had noticed a few times Cole would get into a pissing mood messing up a drawing, "It was as if they never existed, sounds like the plot of some late night crime show. I'm no expert in all of this but if someone I cared about was missing I wouldn't stop till I found them." she spoke looking back down at her own papers. "I don't know...I've been here all my life and things just don't seem to be right anymore."

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a search party could be helpful, but in the pit of her stomach, she knew that wasn't something that could help. a sixth sense of sorts she guessed. these people had vanished without a trace and there was a small chance that they would be back. "it could work..both those options." eyes looking up from her sketchpad to look at the other for a moment, knowing she would have to. "i'm fine.. i'm okay.. just the usual.." a small shrug of her shoulders. "nightmares the same so you have nothing to worry about."

his daughter , blossom , wasn't wrong . " some , have decided to organize a search party , while others are putting up missing signs , and i'm working with davina to see if we can find some answer and maybe find josie and the others , " he paused , feeling as though this burden was too much for his daughter to bear . " but despite all of that , i need to know how you're coping with all of this ? " he needed to find the missing , but it was wqually important to check in with his family to see how they were managing .

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☆ﾟ.*・ ◞ mirela balic / female / white / she/her ——— is that eliya mikaelson on bourbon street ? the 21 year old untriggered tribrid who stays in the french quarter ? i heard their biological parents are cami o'connell and nikalus mikaelson. they are notoriously known for being protective, confident but also blunt, argumentative. which is probably why they are considered the opaque around town.  i wonder if they had their tarot cards reading, yet? either way, the cards on the table will reveal their fate soon enough

full name: eliya seanna mikaelson. faceclaim: mirela balic. height:  5'7. build:  slim. eyes:  green hair:  firey red. piercings:  ears.  tattoos n/a. style: anything tight fitting, short skirts. sexuality: bisexual family: cami o'connell, klaus mikaelson, hope mikaelson, siblings tbd.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

traits: (+)flirty, confident, protective (-) blunt, argumentative, feisty.

M I S C E L A N E O U S

a cherished item:  tbd

B A C K G R O U N D

eliya was named after elijah and sean, but she primarily will go by eli.

she has always had this air of confidence, almost as if it was a natural instinct for her. she was a girl that loved to get complements and fill her ego.

she also took a love of music on the creative side, a girl that would surround herself with music and one that would love to dance.

she comes across as a giant flirt but part of that is to cover up the insecurity she has that she doesn't feel worthy to have the mikaelson name.

she is more into her witch side.

more to come.

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☆ﾟ.*・ ◞ alex fitzalan / male / white / he/him ——— is that henrik mikaelson on bourbon street ? the 23 / 23year old witch who stays in the central district?  they are notoriously known for being venturesome, stubborn  but also reckless, empathetic. which is probably why they are considered the bibliophilearound town.  i wonder if they had their tarot cards reading, yet? either way, the cards on the table will reveal their fate soon enough tw: mentions murder.

faceclaim: alex fitzalan. height:  6. build:  slim. eyes:  brown. hair:  dark brown. piercings:  n/a.  tattoos n/a. style: jeans, t-shirt. sexuality: pansexual family: freya mikaelson and rebekah mikaelson ( older sisters ), finn mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, niklaus mikaelson and kol mikaelson (older brothers), mikaelson extended family.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

traits: (+)venturesome, warm hearted, soft (-) reckless, stubborn, argumentative

M I S C E L A N E O U S

a cherished item:  tbd

B A C K G R O U N D

everything is canon. henrik begged to go watch the wolves transition and he and niklaus went to watch them and theres where he died.

henrik was brought back from the dead when esther brought finn and kol, but he was placed under a protection with a coven of witches outside of new orleans until esther chose it was the right time for them all to be reunited all at once again, but that time never came.

he was raised by this coven, not knowing anything of the outside world. his curiosity started to get the better of him. the outside world urging him to go and explore. but he was still in the dark about his siblings.

it wasn't until he was 21, he heard the mikaelson name mentioned and all about his siblings and from that day, he set forward on trying to find them.

it took him two years, to try and leave the coven and once they saw him try and leave, he was brutally killed because they wanted his power.

he returned back when the dead came back and has slowly made his way to new orleans to find his siblings.

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"i'm fine, why are you asking?

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" are you okay ? "

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it was a trance like state, now memory of how she got that, only waking up as she turned the corner to see the scene that was going on in front of her. "i think you should stop what your doing." blossom spoke after a few moments of silence as she watched him for a moment. "i.. i don't think this is a good idea at all.." god, why was she trying to negotiate with him.

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sharp fangs rips into prey's throat , sadistic smirk painted in crimson at the screams erupting as he feeds . it feels like an eternity since he's had a meal , having no recollection of what has happened to him recently . clasping a hand over the victim of his wrath's mouth , shushing them into submission . " shhh ... quiet before i rip your head off . " heightened hearing picks up footsteps , barely looking back behind before casually throwing out a warning . " i would turn back now if i were you , you will not want to see what i do next . "

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her eyes hadn't moved off of her sketch book all morning, scribles and lines littered the pages and nothing looked like it made any sense. her eyes looking up for a brief moment as she heard her fathers words. "everyone does." she spoke, gaze turning back to her sketchbook. "people don't vanish without a trace."

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" people are missing . . i don't know about you but i need some answers . "

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no, the other was right, she didn't have to rip the others head off but when her art work never cut it, the anger would boil up until she snapped and then it almost dawned on her that this girl really had no clue about the supernatural at all. "well, it's a bit fishy having all of these people disappear at once."blossom spoke, looking up from her sketchpad. "plus, haven't you noticed the change in the air..it seems different."

Cami's eyes lit up as she heard the tone of the girl standing in front of her. "Listen, I get your Dad is missing but ripping my head off isn't going to get you anywhere." her annoyed voice evident in the conversation. "How do we even know they were taken by someone? Am I the only one whose parents just go on vacation without a note?"

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"yes, you could have." blossom spoke, her arms folded as she looked at the other. there was something about him that screamed that she should not trust him at all but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. hearing the other speak, she let a sigh out, knowing this was escalating more than she wanted. stupid blossom, she thought to herself. "i'm just saying, we hardly know each other and i would rather not take off of a stranger."

" i could've laced it with something . " brows raised over ocean blues , lips parted partially as he was taken aback . cole knew he had gotten the bad boy rep but that didn't mean he was a creep . the demon hybrid wondered about the company that blossom kept since she clearly had drawn her own conclusion about him . " anything else you'd like to accuse me of . . no really , do tell . " he spoke darkly . " what else am i capable of ? " he mused , dark blues fixated on the brunette . cole was more like his father in many ways , so he had no regards for human emotions , those sort of things always got lost in translation .

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"and they took dad too." she reminded the other with a small sigh that escaped her lips. blossom felt useless in this situation, herself and everyone thinking she was a human, her banshee powers not fully out in the open yet. "if you need me to gather items or something i can help.. maybe dad and kol are together?" one small hope that that had happened.

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"If you want to sit there and wait for answers that's fine by me. They took Kol, and I am not stopping until I get him back. Whatever demon/witch/monster is out there will have hell to pay I promise." Davina spoke quickly flipping through pages of an old Mikaelson grimore.

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she had been distracted by the whispers in the air or maybe they were just in her head. the air had changed and added to that, her father was one of those who were missing. "yes, i heard what you said." an almost snapped escaped her lips, pencil furiously sketching in her sketchpad. "the seven deadly sins may appear but all i care about is my dad coming back to me, in one piece."

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"Did you hear what I said? People are missing. Grabbed in the middle of the night and taken to god knows where. I'll be damned if I let someone take me out that way." Camilla spoke flipping through the news on her phone. "First all these random people starting show up in town, now this? What's next the seven deadly sins?" she joked unaware of the supernatural around her.