Lisa Frankenstein Sentence Starters

@xfatalexit

Bonus:

“I see you are not one for losing.”

josie blushed softly at kayas compliment, a warmth rushing through her body as they continued to dance. they'd seen each other often, kaya had a an odd relationship with hope due to who their parents were. something that the siphoner decided to stay out of, but she also enjoyed the others company. a lot of people their age, simply watched the trio exsist and stayed on the sidelines. something she completely understood because the bond was pretty scary. yet, she longed to be out of the codependency of it all. wanting to have her own type of life where she could be completely herself. "thanks, with lizzie back it just doesn't feel like that part of me is missing anymore. it's like i can start over and experience something other than grief."

the confession felt so weird to say out loud, the music turning into a slower song. with wide eyes, josie looked for any signs that kaya wanted out and couldn't seem to notice one, so instead she placed her hands on the others waist and smiled. "would you still like to dance?"

"You too! I mean, you look beautiful too." Why was Kaya so nervous? Or maybe she was just tipsier than she thought. Now all she could think about was whether or not her hands were too clammy. "It's nice to see you, and you seem like you're doing really good." Kaya had often felt like an outsider with the twins and Hope, their close knit family bond was great, and she'd never wanted to intrude on their time together. Now that she and Hope had become good friends, however, maybe there was space now, to befriend Lizzie and Josie a bit more, as well.

there was a lingering headache that wouldn't leave the demons head, no matter how much coffee or temple rubs, the ringing stayed persistent. so as they watched their son flop onto the sofa with no regard for anything, it caused their blood to boil. she'd stuff it back down though, never allowing her anger around other things be spewed at her children. however, that was before raymis had come back and kidnapped her child, tortured her child all because she decided to let love in. who would've thought what gabi considered her biggest achievements, would come back to haunt her the same way mistakes did. taking a deep breath, she walked over towards sammy, leaning against the door frame with a raised eyebrow.

"where have you been?" her tone was mixed, so many emotions were swirling through her body. it was impossible to figure out which one was meant to be felt.

Open starter for Sammy lockwood - @inaducursehqstarters

Sammy had been completely oblivious to the events that had befallen new Orleans the previous evening. He had been embroiled in his own eventful noght of course his was a positive one... at least to Sammy it was. He had left jack in the room after a promise to catch him again soon and numbers exchanged and no sooner than he left a text rolled through that had led to a continuous thread of texts. The other male seemed to have enjoyed sammys company as much as Sammy did and he seemed to know all the right things to say.

He made his way back into the lock woods residence and flopped down onto a sofa in the living quarters before smiling to himself as another text flashed on his phone. It was so engrossed he hadn't realised another was with him.

No longer a danger to herself or others She made up her mind and laced up her shoes Yelled down the hall, but nobody answered So she walked outside without an excuse She can do anything she wants to She can do whatever she wants to do She could go home, but she's not going to

josie laughed softly at mavi's comment, it wasn't something she could relate to until tonight. for the past three years, the siphoner shut that part of her off. losing lizzie was far too much and because of it she lost all ability to love. but now that her twin was back from the dead and she stood watching couples as they danced with glee, she began to understand that longing. "well you are sorta right, i mean tonight we could do whatever we wanted and it's all because we are single." shrugging her shoulders, she looked to the other. "what's your type? maybe we can set you up with someone."

@inaducursehqstarters

She sat at one of the many tables, lucky enough to get one that was vacant - which surprised her seeing as how many people were here. "New Orleans parties are on hell of a thing," she mused to herself, resting her chin on the palm of her hand. "God I hate being single," she groaned, "it's so... boring"

eleanor wasn't sure how she ended up here, someone at the local bookshop said that the mikaelson's were big on art. even though she should've been taking time to being used to living once more, instead she threw herself into work. with a manuscript in hand, elle made her way into the kitchen, the aroma of a large meal filled her senses, causing her to realize that she hadn't eaten much today. with wide eyes, she met charlie's gaze and shook her head softly. "no really, i'm the one intruding...umm i was told that this family is into helping the arts...and i have this book that i wanted one of you to take a look at." her tone was awkward and stiff, no matter how many times she cursed herself in her mind, the weirdness stayed.

As the first rays of morning light filtered through the windows, Charlie found himself free from the confines of the garden lockup. Filled with a newfound sense of purpose, he headed straight to the kitchen, ready to take on the day.

With a burst of energy, Charlie began to transform the space, pots and pans clanging as he dug into his culinary creations. Lost in a whirlwind of spices and flavors, he didn't notice the soft footsteps approaching him until a gentle cough broke through his concentration.

Startled, Charlie turned around, a look of surprise on his face as he met the gaze of the person behind him. "Oh, hi there," he said, a sheepish smile spreading across his face. "I didn't realize you were here."

@inaducursehqstarters

for the past few weeks, josie felt as something was deeply wrong within the city. it felt as if the earth below was rumbling, waiting for the perfect time to do something drastic and that's exactly what happened. people below were stirring in their graves being brought back by a curse. the noise of it all was too much for the siphoner, stumbling into an alleyway she managed to knock over a garbage can, scaring the hell out of the other.

with wide eyes, she looked up to see it was blossom and she let out a heavy sigh of relief. "what have you been seeing blossom?" walking up to the banshee, josie placed her hands on the others shoulder, trying to give some calm to the anxious storm that swirled around them. "i'm right here, don't worry...let's get you somewhere safer and we can talk more okay?"

@inaducursehqstarters

she had seen them before, seen their deaths replay over and over in her mind. the few days nights before their death happened. but no, no, it couldn’t of been them, she just had an overactive imagination and clearly everything was her brain mixing her biological parents death with the fasces that had been flashed on the news papers. she couldn’t have been there at the death of the shop keeper nor those of the vampires , yet , it felt like she had been present.

yet, her body had taken her to an empty alleyway, and god it look familiar, like she had seen it in her dreams the night before. herself jumping as she heard a empty can rolling across the alleyway, fear stopping her from moving. “…I think something bad going to happen..” she spoke, to anyone who could hear her.

a genuine smile grew on her face, as she move closer to felicity. allowing the comfort of the others presence to wash over her anxious body. "thanks, i feel so touchy with everyone. like when i'm with someone i know and trust, it's easier for me to breath." eleanor hated feeling this dependent on others, her whole life she was good at being alone, but it had been weeks since she had been able to be by herself. looking over at the sketchbook, she tilted her head and smiled. "i wish i knew what i needed, i'm just nervous all the time and every day there are these new memories that come back and it hurts cause how could i forget them?" no one wrote a book on how to handle coming back from the dead. "also not really sure how to tell a therapist about all this."

Felicity nodded, her focus still on her sketchbook as she listened intently. A warm smile graced her lips as she glanced up at the other girl. "It's okay. Is there anything you need?" she inquired, closing her book with care and turning her full attention to her companion. "You can come in if you want. I don't bite," she assured, her tone friendly and welcoming. Felicity was making an effort to be hospitable and approachable, hoping to put the other girl at ease with her offer of openness and friendliness.

"no, i've never seen you as a monster, you babygirl are a big part of my light. i guess i don't even think that i am a monster, it's just weird being a demon and well you are too. a part of you is demon and that is something i really hope you will let me help you with," gabriela nodded, kaya would have these abilities to sense evil in others and even more than that. it wasn't exactly clear the powers her daughter would possess, but tyler and her were so sure they wanted a baby. after adopting they decided to try one last time and it managed to work. so much changed in the demon after getting pregnant, feeling as if some anchor was now placing her firmly on the earth. yet, she also knew not to put such pressure on another being. so instead, gabbi ended up just not explaining any of it correctly, until now. "yeah, it'd be impossible for you not to sense that. raymis is a darkness that even i still shudder to think about, but i didn't let him win last time and i plan to keep it that way."

taking another gulp of their drink, gabriela did their best to not fill with rage in front of kaya. she wasn't the source of any bad feelings, raymis was and that was who she'd save that for. "did he tell you anything else that you are worried about? he's good at doing that, making people question their goodness or just a basic detail of their life."

Kaya turned her hand over and clutched her mom's, knowing that she likely didn't want to talk about the topic at hand. If Kaya hadn't taken three shots in rapid succession, she probably wouldn't even have asked.

"It's okay, Mom." Kaya tiled her head to the side, looking at her mom with a smile. "I would never think that about you. I'm half of you, and you don't think I'm a monster, do you?" she asked, with a kind of arrogant smile, because of course her mother would never say that about her. "I have been experiencing things recently... demon things, I guess. I don't know how else to describe it. Like, I could sense this darkness in Raymis that I'd never felt from anyone else before."

being supernatural in new orleans, meant that even if you hadn't actually talked to the person, you still sensed it on them. being a bringer of souls, meant that you needed to notice these differences. years later, she did her best to use that ability for good. "thanks, uhh it's mau right?" gabi tilted her head knowing that she had seen the woman at the b&b before. "i'm making bruschetta and it requires more tomatoes than i was able to grow. how weird it is that this is considered a fruit?" they quipped before placing the perfectly ripe berry in the tote with the rest of the ingredients. "you're parents are mary and nora right?" her eyebrow rose as she stood straighter.

she wanted a sense of normality. herself having tried to avoid society for too long with her recent change. the hybrid knew she had been staring at the same four walls of her apartment for too long. the farmers market had always brought her some joy. the vibrant colours, the smells and the atmosphere was always a place that brought her happiness. her eyes had been staring at the berry and she was about to grab it before she shook her head, hearing gabriela. “no, honestly you take it. i’ll be fine.” she spoke, hands slipping in her jacket pocket. “think you or your guests will enjoy it more.”