Closed Thread ⊹₊ ⋆ Event 001 Muses ⊹₊ ⋆ Josie Saltzman & Lizzie Saltzman & Hope Mikaelson

josie found herself rolling her eyes, the same way she would for her step-father, but she had no time to say anything because screams echoed through the room. her slightly sipped champagne glass slipped out of her fingers, shattering onto the ground as waiters took of their masks and prepared to fight. "they're hunters, this whole thing was a trap." josie muttered under her breath, before flexing her fingers, preparing for a spell. "good thing you didn't drink tonight, how should we handle this?" it was so easy to brawl with others, she was known for being much better when not a party of one, the curse of being a siphoner.

"Most people don't compare me to nice things, so I won't hold it against you," he says smugly, tilting his champagne flute toward her to see the water inside. "I'm also on sober crew this evening, so you can keep it until you've drank more. Then I'll be expecting an answer."

hearing the dead are being resurrected and seeing it are two totally different things. when it happens, no one is really sure how they would react, gabriela happened to start with staring. summer had died two years ago, it was something that sent a shockwave through the savlatore-gilbert family and so many others. so to see her walking about the streets caused gabi to stop right in her tracks. taking a deep breath she walked forward and tapped the other on her shoulder. "summer, i have a ton of question but the loudest one is, have you spoken to your parents and are you okay?" it was a loaded questions, but she wasn't sure how the other was brought back to life. concern laced their face as they examined summer for any signs of harm.

As Summer stepped off the bus in New Orleans, the humid air wrapped around her like a heavy blanket. She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in her chest. It had been two years since she died, and now she was back, searching for answers about her family and her own death.

Confusion clouded her mind as she navigated the unfamiliar streets, her heart racing with a mix of fear and determination. The sight of the bodies, their lifeless forms bearing the unmistakable marks of a violent struggle, sent shivers down her spine. Was it werewolves? Vampires? The supernatural world she had only heard whispers about?

Despite her fear, there was a glimmer of bravery in her eyes as she clutched the necklace that had brought her back from the beyond. It was that same bravery that had kept her going through the uncertainty of her newfound existence. Now, as she delved deeper into the mysteries of New Orleans, she knew that facing the unknown was the only way to uncover the truth about her family and the dark forces at play in the city.

As Summer's journey unfolded, she found herself drawn into a web of supernatural intrigue, where every step brought her closer to unraveling the secrets of her past and the chilling reality of the supernatural world.

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open starter ⊹₊ ⋆ plotdrop#003 : spirit of fear; @inaducursehqstarters muses ⊹₊ ⋆ eleanor hildegard location ⊹₊ ⋆paradigm garden

one moment, eleanor was about to enjoy her last s'more of the night, the next she saw the most interesting light in the sky, followed by the feeling as if the sweet treat in her hand was going to poison her. throwing the beautiful crafted delicacy right into the bonfire, she then jumped back and began to look at the people around her. all of them had the same look of fear in their eyes. what had trigged this distress out of nowhere? but she couldn't question it long as the morbid thoughts bubbled in her chest once more. every single person around her was a threat, hell the last time she died it was at the hands of someone trusted, so what was to stop total strangers?

gripping her belongings, elle made a dash for the exit. the only thought on her mind was survival from the scary world that surrounded.

by the time gabriela found tyler after being seperated in the crowd, she noticed that he had two drinks in hand. a smile grew on her lips, as she walked over to her husband. still in awe with the way he looked tonight. it didn't matter that raymis was back, as long as she had her husband nothing stood in their way. taking the other glass from his hand, her fingers rubbed gently against his hand, feeling content any time his skin touched hers. "there are a lot of things that will probably happen tonight that aren't good ideas while a killer is on the loose." winking before taking a sip of her drink, the demon stood by tyler's side, her hip resting next to his as they scanned the room. "it's going to be much harder to spot who it could be with everyone hiding their faces."

shrugging, she turned to face him and draped an arm around his shoulders, her face getting closer to his ear. "who owns this bar?"

↷ open ╳ @inaducursehqstarters ↷ muse playing ╳ tyler lockwood ↷ location ╳ vaso bar and venue (bywater ) ↷ event ╳ enchanted evening masquerade

tyler had gone to the masquerade enchanted ball with his wife , gabriela . yet , they had separated momentarily while he left to get them drinks . the lockwolf took two of the champagne glasses that were offered by a waiter before he placed the champagne glass to his lips . " a masquerade ball while a killer is still out on the loose can't be a good idea . " he breathed , his inner thought brought to light .

gabriela was out for her morning run, attempting to clear all the thoughts racing in her mind. the dead were being brought back to life, the whole disruption causing the demon to feel uneasy. taking a breather, they placed their hands on their knees and took the headphones out of their ears, only able to hear the end of what was being said from behind. looking at the source of the sound, their eyes widened before getting out to the way. "oh so sorry blossom!"

walking over to the girl, gabi gave a small smile before sitting down on the grass near the other. "how have you been?"

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she could sense a change, a shift in the air. the recent nights sleep having led to nightmares. The whole of her being on edge and when she felt like that, she turned to drawing. legs outstretched infront of her and fingers trailing along the recent lines she had drawn. the bright sun soon blocked for a moment and blossom turned from looking at her page towards the person who blocked her. “sorry…do you mind just moving an inch to the left. I need the sunlight for a brief moment.”

after the newest faction meeting, hayley decided to scout the streets in her own way. taking people watching to the next step by using her hybrid abilities, she walked through crowds. it was clear who was human and who was supernatural, humans had no worry lines on their forehead. no one was really giving her any new details, a lot of them just anxious about the gruesome murders. still she kept going, getting lost in other conversations and not realizing the noise her body made, as it bumped into a loud chain-link fence. shaking her head, the hybrid realized that andrew was staring. "guess i got a little too caught up in other peoples business." a slight smirk covered her lips. "you doing okay andrew?"

↷ open ╳ m/f/nb ↷ muse playing ╳ andrew salvatore ↷ location ╳ french quater ↷ plotdrop ╳ when souls are lost.

rumor had it that there was a supernatural killer on the loose and those who were aware of the attack were on edge . it didn't help that the newbie vampire was attacked the moment he stepped in new orleans . but now there were actual murders happening in the city . heads severed and bodies bound and set on fire . this was enough to keep the redhead on guard , understanding that anything could happened at any given moment . andrew looked back when he heard a noise .

losing lizzie in the merge affected the whole family, caroline and klaus managed to react in a more loving way. most likely to show a good example for the rest of them. for josie and hope it seemed as if they'd lost a part of their soul. it was a feeling that really no one could relate too, even when they tried their hardest. maybe that was what pushed the two into such dangerous territory. what would you do to get your soul back? to get the piece of you that brought you happiness and joy? well you'd do anything and that's exactly what hope and josie did.

of course it ended badly, dark magic and grief don't mix well together, never have. it went on for months, almost a year, until josie called it quits. actually, she packed her things and didn't leave a note, knowing that there were no words to explain the way she felt. but that blurry moment in her life had passed and once it did she realized that it was just her. then nikolas lost his fiancee and the siphoner went to work doing what she does best, taking on others problems so that she wouldn't need to face her own.

hope's voice pulled josie out of her anxious thoughts, the way she sounded made the woman want to fall to the floor and beg for forgiveness. she wanted to say sorry while she sobbed, but it didn't happen, because that wasn't how the siphoner handled things. what she was able to do, was pull the other into a tight hug, while a sorrowful sigh left her shaky frame. "of course i wanted to see you, i wanted to see you the moment i ran away that night, but i couldn't do it..." trailing off, she pulled back, hands gripping hope's shoulders as if she'd blow away. "i'm so bad at this hope, but i'm sorry and i really wish i had handled us better."

"do you think you can forgive me?"

HOME THE VERY PLACE, hope both had run from and ran in simultaneous fashion, because home was family, it was security, childhood, NOTHING BAD ever happened there, the clear picture of a string of memories of three little girls ⸺ ever different, but the same too: like the sun, moon and stars, together they balanced each other out and the sound of endless afternoons filled with laughter, the one too many times that both she and josie had burst out laughing as lizzie made them join her for ' high tea ' being away had been solace, it had been calm, and avoidance all at the same time. grief, was a strange friend because that's what the emotion had become a constant companion that held on to the tribid like no other emotion she had KNOWN. that longing for the past and that shame of having done everything but keep the promise she'd made. failure loomed over hope mikaelson, ocean colored eyes avoided the door to ' her ' room, how would she have LOVED to hear her behind that door, she'd do anything to hear her lizzie mock her favorite pair of combat boots again, anything. perhaps that's what explained why she'd recruited josie on a ' dark magic ' around the world extravaganza, both girls had begun to tamper with elements neither of them could hope to wield much less control, and perhaps that's why they failed. because if the power of ' wishing ' worked, then lizzie would be BACK. they would have been able to mend that hole left in their family, change the sadness in caroline and her father's eyes. it had sounded so promising at first and now as the auburn headed girl laid on her childhood bed, tear filed blue eyes, she couldn't help but wonder who it was all for, and then came the knock ⸺ that instinct to pretend to be asleep, current events could wait, just ONE night... hope needed one moment where she could lament losing one of her sisters and then she heard it. " jo... " she whispered, dashing off her bed with impressive speed, she reached for the lock, and paused pulling her hand back from the doorknob for a second, before she turned it. " i'm here... " her voice was powerless, as eyes drifted downward. " i'm... " no she wasn't okay, but she didn't know how to talk about it, she hadn't for years. " i.. was going to... " another sharp pause. " i didn't think you'd WANT to see me. " respecting her space, that's what she'd tell herself it was, maybe if she said enough times she'd believe it and it would help her avoid facing the truth.

kaya's voice screamed over every other loud thought that passed through the demons anxious brain. looking over with wide eyes, gabriela stood up and ran quickly over towards their daughter. tears changing from doom and fear to instant happiness, because all of this could be handled. raymis couldn't hurt any of them as long as they were together, she was so sure of that. felt it in her bones as if it was some prophecy. pulling their daughter into a tight hug, gabi's breathing began to go back to a steadier pace. the hellhound had always been her axis.

"babygirl, i am so sorry. i should've known raymis would try to hurt you and mariana. i mean i did know, but i just wasn't prepared, but i am now." all that mattered was reassuring each child that this wasn't fully on them. hell wasn't an easy place to find yourself, it changes your very dna with how brutal it can be. gabriela never wanted kaya to see that place. "i'm going to kill him and he won't be able to come back next time. i will make sure of it."

After arriving back on the material plane, Kaya's mind didn't even attempt to quiet. Everything was a jumbled mess, and though she'd seen her brother and her friends, there was only one person who could help to quiet the rage that coursed through her like hot fire. When she hadn't been at home, Kaya'd quickly set out in the direction of lakeview. A place they shared together, their quiet place. Seeing her mom with tears in her eyes broke something in her just a little bit more. If she had just been better, faster, stronger, she could have prevented all of this, could have prevented the tears that ran down her mom's face. And wasn't that the point of her existence?

"Mom?" Kaya asked, her voice so small. She stood a few feet away, wringing her hands together nervously. Everything felt so different, so wrong and changed, and she wasn't sure how to approach any of her old relationships the same way anymore. But she knew, at least, that her mom would always be there to hold her hand and hug her tight through all the pain.

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