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"first of all, gross didn't need to know that..." josie quipped at her brother before tilting her head, a smirk covering her lips before letting out a giggle. "second of all, i am your sister and you should be nicer to me." there were only a few people who understood the loss that she went through, something she hated to see him experience. the two of them often found comfort in each others grief, spending late nights watching movies and cooking dinners when the giant house was empty. "i don't need anything by the way, just wanted to see what you what your plans were for the night. maybe we could watch some horror movies?"

since the merge, the siphoner spent time either at work or with family. not being able to put energy into any thing else. nikolas never harped on that when with her and so she began to spend a lot of time with him.

↷ open ╳ f/m/nb ↷ muse playing ╳ nikolas mikaelson ↷ location ╳ french quarter ( klaus & caroline's home ) ↷ plots ╳ utp

" mom and dad are probably off having a rendezvous ; what do you need ? " nikolas asked as he placed a few dishes into the dishwasher . nikolas didn't live with his parents but going to his home wasn't an option for him . not after what happened to his fiance . nevertheless , he placed the glass pieces in the dishwasher one by one . nikolas was much like his father , in some ways he could be careless, short-tempered , manipulative and unreasonable, but he had his father's good traits too . he could be loving and kind . and like his mother he could be extremely loyal . but on other days like his mother he would stress clean when he was trying to avoid something.

she didn't want to bother charlie more than she already was, his eyes darted every so often, so she nodded her head and stepped out of his way. "yeah i do, they knew my husband way back when. here i also have a map since you look like you are in a rush." taking the pamphlet out of her back pocket, she handed it over with a smile. gabi knew more about hayley than she did elijah. being a crescent wolf was always big news, even for demons. "if you need any help let me know."

Charlie took the package of blueberries and stuffed them into his backpack. "Thank you," he replied, normally he wouldn't worry about missing an item on the list, but he just hated doing that, especially if it was for his father.

"I just don't like to upset my parents," he replied with a simple shrug as he began to double-check his list. "Yeah, they're my parents. I take it you know them?" Charlie asked, curious to see if the other person was familiar with his family.

He wanted to make sure he had everything his father had requested, even if it meant adding an extra item. Charlie knew how important it was to his parents that he followed their instructions, and he didn't want to disappoint them.

As he finished packing his bag, Charlie gave the other person a polite nod, grateful for their assistance. He was determined to complete his errand for his father, and he was confident that he had everything he needed to do so.

losing your soul wasn't as insane a thought for gabriela, she had done it in a heartbeat after he sister overdosed. so if anyone was not going to make elena feel bad about the trade, it was her demon best friend. yet, it was always shocking to see a person without their soul. especially for someone like elena gilbert, the woman had been a shining example of a mother and friend for gabi, as she got used to having a soul and a family. the demon had already gotten in contact with vincent griffith, hoping that he still held the spell that helped gabi and tyler get her soul back from arcadius. their eyes followed as elena let loose and appeared to be having genuine fun. a small smile grew on their lips as they walked to approach the other, hoping that whatever had lightened the mood would help with the encounter.

"elena, hey!" their smile turned to confusion as their friend simply starred, as if every word that came out of gabi's mouth was utter gibberish. scanning her friends face, it became very apparent what was happening, seeing her kids coming home with the same look in their teens. shaking her head, the demon placed a hand on the others shoulder. "i was just saying hi, sorry i haven't come by recently with the kids and tyler...it's just been a lot."

open to all ! location: paradigm gardens event 002: lighting of the solstice trigger warnings: drug use @inaducursehqstarters

After much encouragement from her niece, Elena Gilbert made her way across the street to the lighting of the solstice. The bonfire raged large and hot and friendly faces mingled about. Anyone who hadn't heard the news of her missing soul was likely expecting the typically bright and bubbly human. However, both those who had heard the news and those who hadn't would be sorely disappointed in the woman who arrived at the event.

Along with her encouragement, the Gilbert niece had also provided one very chocolately brownie with the good stuff, as she'd called it. She'd failed to mention, however, that the good stuff was also the powerful stuff.

Which was why legendary Elena Gilbert had come out to play. Her body felt loose, and she wanted to dance, despite being far away from where the music was actually happening. With a red solo cup in one hand and her phone in the other, she felt like a teen hanging out by the falls all over again.

When the person in front of her said something that she didn't catch, the soulless human blinked rapidly. "I'm so sorry," she said. "Were you talking to me?" How long had they been there? She'd just been enjoying the different colors of the raging bonfire, lost in the tornado of thoughts that was her brain. And if she blinked, which again, she'd just done rapidly, it felt like watching television and skipping a few frames. But she blinked again in attempt to compose herself, and put on a smile before taking a sip of the drink she definitely remembered pouring for herself.

with all gabi's being, she hoped that kaya wouldn't call her an overbearing mother, but being a demon meant the dangers of the world were much bigger. those monsters you tell your children not to worry about, for the lockwood family they were very real. yet, tyler and gabriela did their best to raise their kids not afraid of those monsters, instead to look it in the eye and bear their teeth. with the news of the recent murders, it was hard not to double check on the people the demon held close.

kaya sat in her favorite spot, legs folded with no care for anything other than the notepad on her lap. there was something wrong though, her tense shoulders matched her frustrated face. unaware that they were staring so intensely, they shook their head and walked closer to their daughter. "sorry babygirl, i got caught up watching you in your element." when getting closer, gabi climbed up the stone and took a seat. glancing at the crumbled papers with red and black sketches strewn about, she furrowed her brows. "what's going on sweetheart?"

@inaducursehqstarters location: Fulton Street Square open to all

There was nothing Kaya enjoyed more than people watching at Fulton Street Square. She sat atop a stone ledge with one leg folded under her and the other dangling off, her sketchbook carefully balanced on her lap. With a tray of art supplies on the ledge next to her, she began to carefully work on a few thumbnails, trying to decide on the perfect composition for her next painting.

Again and again she drew the same, bloody bodies and ritualistic symbols. The news of recent supernatural death had plagued her mind, no matter how hard she tried to stop thinking about it. She tore the page out of her sketchbook, crumpled it, and tossed it onto the stone next to her, grumbling at herself.

She took a sip of the hot coffee to her right and settled back in again, sketching and sketching but still finding nothing other than blood. Just as she was finishing up the last thumbnail, the first one that looked even borderline promising, she felt a pair of eyes watching her from across the street. The brunette looked up from her book, "What's so interesting that you feel the need to stare?" she asked with a raised brow.

closed thread ⊹₊ ⋆ event 001 muses ⊹₊ ⋆ josie saltzman & lizzie saltzman & hope mikaelson location ⊹₊ ⋆ caroline and klaus's home plots ⊹₊ ⋆ josie and lizzie are getting ready in their old shared room. hope got ready with kaya but visits so the panda trio can officially reunite.

it felt like a fever dream, josie watched through the mirror as lizzie got ready for the masquerade, starring as if the girl hung the stars in the sky. for three years, she prayed to so many gods for the person before her to do this again. get ready for some wonderful night, were the only thing on their minds was having a good time. there of course were those parts of the siphoner that felt scared about it all, but it was being heavily overshadowed but how dreamy this felt. honestly, she couldn't put into words, for so long she had been unhappy and now it felt as if that never happened. the twins managed to match in a way, both wearing blue dresses, something that made them giggle because of course.

sitting at the vanity, she applied the last of her lipstick before turning to finally face lizzie. "is the blue eyeshadow too much?" she asked, an eyebrow arched in uncertainty.

@terroremarium

Ever since the first day that I met you, I have felt everything for you.

And I burn for you And you don't even know my name If you asked me to I'd give you everything

she wasn't sure why, but each day she spent alive the quieter her mind became. when all her anxious thoughts washed away, it was much easier to be around others. even with darkness lurking in the shadows, eleanor believed that she was getting her life back. nursing a gin and tonic, she began walking around the venue. watching as people giggled as they told each other stories, ever since coming back from the dead, she felt so disconnected from the world. as if she wasn't meant to be here anymore. the thought made her shiver, knowing that she should be dead instead of at a party.

with her mind darting from one horrible scenario to another, eleanor managed to bump into someone who was also trying to stay out of the spotlight. "oh my gosh i'm so sorry." grabbing some napkins from her pockets, she handed them to the other. "i spaced out and wasn't paying attention."

open to all ! location: paradigm gardens event 002: lighting of the solstice @inaducursehqstarters

Heath sat on the edge of the gardens, doing what he did best: watching. His careful eye followed party-goers as he sipped beer from a plastic cup while seated on a fallen log. He wasn't working, exactly, but he couldn't turn off the need to observe. Besides, he wasn't really an engage in the social scene type of guy himself, so the outskirts were where he felt most comfortable regardless.

He kept his eyes peeled for any suspicious behavior, on the look out for the demon he and Ingrid were tracking, and eyes open for any of his other ongoing case subjects. Even off from work, there was no such thing as just enjoying an outing.

she was hyper aware of everything, the way her clothing itched against her skin, something it hadn't done earlier. goosebumps rose on her arms as a calming voice took blanketed the worry. that voice, josie knew it from somewhere. with wide eyes the siphoner looked to see who was speaking, her brows furrowing as their gazes met. confusion and excitement ran through her veins, her heart beating faster from the whole ordeal. getting out of the car, josie looked at the other and smiled. "you umm, your voice it's familiar."

"have we met before?" there was no time for playing it cool, because all her thoughts and feelings swirled together. later josie would for sure kick herself for not acting mysterious. it felt like she knew this person before her and she couldn't shake that off.

clearly benni's self-preservation skills were severely lacking. being attacked twice since the masquerade should have sent the human packing back to florida tail between her legs. instead, they'd texted their aunt, hoping her arrival would be soon. benni couldn't leave. plus, one of her attackers had been very human, that could have happened to her anywhere. new orleans was too full of things begging to be uncovered, whether it was for work or the personal pleasure of solving every mystery that crossed her path.

then there was the woman who'd fully captured their attention at the masquerade. the woman who, through everything benni had been through in the past few days, had never left her brain. a mystery that brought a spike of excitement rather than fear. benni promised herself that she wouldn't leave the house past dark, if being cinderella saved her life, so be it. that meant she needed to spend as much time outside in the light as she could. finding themself at the stables wasn't expected, but was interesting none the less.

after getting out of her car, benni's gaze shifted to the car across from her. from what features she could make out, there was a sense of familiarity that flashed through her. ever the curious, benni was going to find out why and how. " excuse me, " they called out for the other to hopefully hear and either roll down the window, or step out so she could get a better look.

eleanor was still getting used to being alive, so even though she felt beautiful in the dress, she was also filled with nervousness. the only people she'd been around were her family and fiancee. people who looked at her like a fragile doll. so maybe this party was a good thing, she could wear a mask and pretend to not be some dead girl. yet when walking into the room, she felt instantly embarrassed, a feeling that hasn't left since crawling out of her grave. even when nikolas would shower her with kind words, it felt as if they just passed through her body. lost in worrying thoughts, she didn't even notice that someone stepped on her toe. "oh gosh! no don't worry! i wasn't even aware i was standing near someone, this place is beautiful but terrifying."

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she felt awkward, social interaction was something she didn’t like, but forced social interaction in a dress, that was making blossom feel more uncomfortable than anything. the voices in her head telling her that something was going to happen and maybe that made the unknown banshee even more uncomfortable. she stepped back from where she was standing, instantly regretting it as she could feel herself tread on the other persons toe. “oh..shit..”she murmured, more to herself. turning she look at the other, stupid masks, made it impossible to know fully who the other person was. “really sorry for treading on your toes..really need to think where I step.”