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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.

it was often that josie would see her twin sister in a crowd, only to blink and realize it was her mind playing tricks, because of course she wasn't actually there. yet, each time she closed her eyes tightly to re-open them, lizzie still managed to be standing there only feet away. "what the..." she trailed off, her whole face growing warm which was met with an icy chill. the whole thing was overstimulating and it didn't take long for the panic to bubble from her stomach into her chest.

the remark made her scowl, the same way she would before the merge. "elizabeth saltzman you can't seriously be risen from the dead and shocked that me of all people are staring." running to her twin, she hugged her tightly, not even waiting for the other to adjust. to hold lizzie near caused tears to fill josie's eyes. "is it really you?" with the way her life had been lately, she wouldn't be shocked if this was some sick joke.

location: a bench in the French quarter.

open: to all @inaducursehqstarters

she was enjoying the feeling of being alive, herself trying to ignore the feeling of uneasiness that was felt through ever bone and vein in her body. eyes closed, head tilted upwards, trying to catch the sun rays against her face. “you know, if you took a picture, it would last longer.” lizzie remarked, opening her eyes to look at the other.

being a siphoner meant that you sensed everything about another person. there was immense power radiating from the other and from her facial expressions, it was clear something was wrong. yet, josie also understood the reaction, she often pushed others away when needing them the most. a bad habit that got worse after the merge. so instead of insisting that there was a problem, she took a step back and tried another approach.

"there have been murders, all over the city. i think it'd be best if we headed somewhere safer." her voiced sounded a lot more calmer than she actually was.

she was just seeing things, her mind drifting off into the idea that something was going to happen when it wasn’t. yet, the vision she had seen, the vision that made her walk to the alleyway without realising it had dragged her here. “oh…nothing..nothing..” she commented, shaking her head, hoping it would shake the feeling in the pit of her stomach that something would happen.

hearing the other, she nodded her head, scratching the back of her neck. “I’m fine, really I am.” she commented, she was fine, well as fine as someone who kept having nightmares about death. “just..kinda zoned out I guess, didn’t mean to scare you if I did.”

josie quickly shook her head no to his question, work had not been kind today, honestly nothing had. after news of the murders hit, everyone went into a frenzy, quickly taking their things to head home where they assume they were safe. "the job is a little hard when everyone rushes out of the room scared. did you hear about the murders?" normally she wouldn't ask this question in the open, but it seemed as if klaus and her were the only ones left in the museum. "if i do need any magical paintings you know you're the first person i'd ask." the siphoner smirked before placing all the papers back in the folder.

"is mom holding an emergency meeting with the news?"

Klaus ignored his first instinct which was to compel the fool that ran into Josie to pick all the papers up for the both of them, but he knew better than that after this long. Instead he gave the fool a dismissive wave and told him to leave and moved to pick up the papers with Josie. "Work being kind to you?" He questioned. He would say it had been year since he had seen her but that just wasn't true given the phone calls and the texts and the video chats Caroline had with them all. "Do you need to find another magically rare piece for the gallery?" He joked, knowing he could pull one out of storage anytime.

&. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( dialogue prompts taken from the second season of hulu's the bear, created by christopher storer. feel free to edit and change as you seem fit. )

❛ you ever think about purpose? ❜

❛ i love you, but i do not have time for this, alright? ❜

❛ i have time for this. ❜

❛ you know what the fuck you're doing. you love this shit. it's fun for you. i don't have that. ❜

❛ i'm afraid one day, i'm gonna wake up and you guys are all just gonna just drop this ass. ❜

❛ if this shit is not fun for you, what the fuck is fun for you? ❜

❛ i'm not making the same mistakes i made last time. ❜

❛ what kind of insurance coverage do we have for people falling through the fucking wall? ❜

❛ sometimes, i look like february. ❜

❛ you want a sprite? you look kinda green. ❜

❛ can i ask you something and you can tell me to fuck off if you want? ❜

❛ chef, that's way too much acid. ❜

❛ you, uh, making a sundae? ❜

❛ that actually sounds delicious. ❜

❛ because you're the bear and i remember you. ❜

❛ i love taking care of you. and i always will. you know that? ❜

❛ i'm glad i came 'cause i get to eat this. ❜

❛ i gotta come up with three really great desserts. you got any ideas? ❜

❛ you ever made ice cream before, chef? want to? ❜

❛ it kind of tastes like a, um... minty snickers bar. ❜

❛ so how long you been a cook? ❜

❛ how’d you get good at this? ❜

❛ you can spend all the time in the world in here, but if you don't spend enough time out there... you know? ❜

❛ speaking of dead brothers, do you wanna go to a party? ❜

❛ it looks so pretty on you. you should keep it. ❜

❛ what's going on with you? i know there's something. just tell me. ❜

❛ what are you talking about, i don't give a fuck? why would you say that to me? i give like a huge fuck. ❜

❛ you're not by yourself, alright? i'm right here with you. ❜

❛ did you just throw a fork at me? ❜

❛ i think time spent doing this is time well spent. ❜

❛ never too late to start over. ❜

❛ i just want you to know... that this is really nice. ❜

❛ i'm thinking you're very, very beautiful. ❜

❛ we just don't say hello anymore? ❜

❛ you're wearing a suit? ❜

❛ uh, yeah, i wear suits now. ❜

❛ i'm sorry if i took anything out on you and if I treated you like shit. ❜

❛ i actually do think that we could fit good together. ❜

❛ i could be good at things that you don't really wanna do. and you're obviously really great at a whole bunch of stuff that I don't know how to do, you know? ❜

❛ i'm wearing a suit 'cause it makes me feel better about myself. ❜

❛ i know that you're trying. i see that you're trying. ❜

❛ you just came from a funeral? ❜

❛ yeah, a funeral of all my enemies. ❜

❛ you want me to make you some coffee? ❜

❛ i just need your focus like you need mine. ❜

❛ you good? ❜

❛ what's your relationship with your mom like? ❜

❛ alright, chef, i need you to salt that like a sidewalk. ❜

❛ looks gorgeous, chef. ❜

❛ i haven't eaten yet. ❜

❛ oh, let me make you something. ❜

❛ yeah, i can make you an omelet. ❜

❛ that wasn't like an ask out or anything, was it? ❜

❛  i'm looking really good. i 'm thinking you should start calling me chef. ❜

❛ well, i'mma keep calling you jagoff, 'cause that's what you like. ❜

❛ you deserve my full focus. ❜

❛ i guess i'm scared that i don't have what it takes to not fuck this up. ❜

❛ you're not gonna fuck it up. ❜

❛ i fuck things up all the time, like, every day. ❜

❛ you could do this without me. ❜

❛ i couldn't do it without you. i wouldn't even wanna to do it without you. ❜

❛ you make me better at this. ❜

❛ you still love to cook, right? ❜

❛ how's the wine? ❜

❛ yo. we're low on forks, chef. ❜

❛ okay, let's start firing some caviar, please. ❜

❛ i was just gonna say how special and cool and great this place is and how i'm the most proud of you ever. ❜

❛ i really appreciate you being so patient with me. ❜

❛ do i have time to go outside and scream "fuck"? ❜

❛ just don't tell them you saw me, 'cause this is embarrassing. ❜

❛ i love them so much. i don't know how to show it. ❜

❛ i don't know how to say i'm sorry. ❜

❛ i need you to say it's okay. ❜

❛ you are being so fucking weird, man. ❜

❛ i'm stuck in a goddamn refrigerator on the opening night of my fucking restaurant. ❜

❛ i failed you guys and it's not gonna happen again. ❜

❛ maybe i'm just not built for this. ❜

❛ because no amount of good is worth how terrible this feels. ❜

❛ i'm really sorry you feel that way. ❜

❛ would you shut the fuck up and get me the fuck outta here, please? ❜

❛ i don't understand why you can't just let something good happen for once in your fucking life? ❜

❛ you wanna talk to me about my fucking kid? at least i got a kid. ❜

❛ where were you when i fucking put your brother in the ground, you selfish piece of shit? ❜

❛ i fucking love you! ❜

❛ you fucking need me. ❜

❛ i just had this sudden urge to tell you that i've always had this, like, massive crush on you. ❜

❛ i love you, chef. ❜

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closed starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @cxrsedmuse muse ⊹₊ ⋆ gabriela chavez location ⊹₊ ⋆ charity hospital

after news of the murders hit, the first place gabriela knew to go was charity hospital. that's where the bodies would be taken to first thing and the demon needed to get a closer look. over the years, they'd done charity work for the hospital, helping to make their infrastructure better with the environment in mind. because of this, she had an in and was going to use it, anything to make sure her family was protected.

pulling into the lot, gabi noticed elena getting out of her own car, with a raised brow she lowered her window. "please tell me we are here for the same reason and no one is injured in there." the two became close friends over the years, sharing a bond over how protective they could be of ones they loved.

she watched the emotions flash through his face, his eyes changing in the slightest way each time, but it was so easy for her to notice. shaking her head, eleanor wasn't sure how to explain any of it, still reeling from the journey to get to here. her fingers rubbed under his eyes, heat rising in her body from where his skin met hers. being near him brought all of her senses that were lacking back. shaking her head to his comment, elle smiled softly knowing that this all did seem like a dream. "it's real, i don't know how but it's real. i'm really here." grabbing his hands she placed them on her cheeks, hoping that he would feel the same way she had just moments ago. "see i'm warm."

eleanor wasn't sure if she was okay, every basic need such as water, food and some form of getting clean were required. looking down at her body and then back to nikolas she shrugged. "everything felt so dull until i found you...." she trailed off to see the apartment, realizing no one was actively living in it. there was no life or happiness, only dust and some boxes. ellie's eyes found his again. "nik, i'm so sorry." she admitted, even though there was nothing for her to be sorry for, she still felt a deep sense of guilt. "i just crawled out of a grave and i'm such a mess...."

all she wanted was for him to hold her and never let go. his touched solved so many problems in the past, but could it now? there was no tell of how long she'd been in that coffin. eleanor wasn't even sure if she remembered anything after her death. no heaven waited for her, just the feeling of that he was missing.

" how is this possible ? " he breathed . he had felt an unwavering amount of emotions . nikolas had felt happiness , joy , guilt , worry , love , and grief among other things as his piercing blue eyes searched for an explanation . the sandy blonde male wondered if turning off his emotions meant burying the thing he loved the most . " this can't be real . . this is just all in my head . " he breathed the words to himself , that or i've completely gone mad , he assumed before he felt her hands on his cheekbone .

the words whispered from her lips played on his ears like a symphony as she spoke his name ;; and in that moment he knew the truth . his fiance wasn't some hallucination or some vivid image he had conjured up in his mind . no , she was real , she was alive . " elle . " he whispered . all nikolas wanted to do was pull eleanor into him and hold her tight , but the fear of harming her stayed forefront . " oh , my god , are you okay ? " his questioned as they spoke at the same time , but he heard her question . how long has it been ? she had asked . " too long ?" he found himself staring into her haunting baby blue eyes , afraid more then anything that he would lose her again .

closed starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @tribidscrsed muse ⊹₊ ⋆ josie saltzman location ⊹₊ ⋆ french quarter (klaus and caroline's home)

it was impossible for josie to not find out, that hope was back in the city. the two ended on not so great terms a few months ago, causing their european adventure to be cut short. both of them held too much grief and shared the inability to cope, a recipe for disaster when it came to any relationship. once finding out about the murders, she realized that delaying their meeting was not going to work out. knowing that if anyone was going to join the crusade to figure out who was behind this, it would be the trusy tribrid, someone josie loved dearly.

taking a deep breath as if to gather courage, the siphoner knocked on the door of hope's old room. a place that would never change thanks to caroline. after a rthymic few knocks, josie placed her hands behind her back, gripping her wrists tightly as some way to hold back all her feelings. if hope does open the door, what the hell was meant to be said? i love you? i'm sorry? can we just go back to before? the endless questions began to give josie a headache. regretting the idea of doing this in the first place.

"hope, please open the door. i just need to know you are okay."

josie had been in a mood since her and hope's european dark magic adventure. despite loving her job, deep down it always felt like something was missing because that was reality. a very part of her soul had left her body the day of the merge, never to return. it haunted her to this day, every dream being turned into a nightmare of the same ending over and over again. with a coffee in hand and headphones blaring music to help wake her bones, josie managed to catch a glimpse of someone she hadn't seen in awhile.

"mia?" she questioned to herself, before walking over to the other and smiling once certain. "i know where you parents are, welcome back or are you just visiting?" the siphoner always wondered where mia up and went to, it seemed as if it happened in the middle of the night.

Mia climbed out of her cab and paid them and then stepped into the street, looking up at the city streets. It was hard to ignore how big the unknown city was when all she had was an address for her parents new place. "I should have got a better map," she muttered to herself before looking up and spotting someone. "Do you think you can help me?" She asked. "I'm looking for this-" she said, holding out the music page she had written the address on. "House... can you point me in the right direction?"

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there was really no rhyme or reason as to how eleanor ended up at the brewery. maybe it was noise of busy people? someone is bound to help you in a crowd right? or at least that was what the tired girl had hoped. everything was fuzzy and hard to process, so she just followed the sound, shielding her face as the bright lights beamed from the building. dusting herself off, she finally realized that she was in the clothes her family buried her in. a black v-neck sundress and matching ballet shoes. while the only thing to identify her, was the dainty gold chain the read her name in cursive, nikolas gave it to her the night she died.

she was shaken out of her daze by a voice calling her way, looking up with a confused grin, she then pointed to herself to confirm. he sounded kind and there was water at the table, oh how long it had been since she had water. so she found herself skipping over to the empty seat, nodding her head at his question before grabbing the pitcher of water and gulping it down. it felt as if she her whole body lacked oxygen and liquid, causing her muscles to feel tense and strained. after a few seconds, ellie placed the now half empty pitcher on the table. her cheeks turning red as she realized what she had just done in front of everyone.

"oh my god, you'd think being newly dead was embarrassing but this really tops it." she admitted quietly, hoping only the person next to her could hear, while the crowd that glared only saw a nervous smile.

status : open. location : parleaux beer lab, before sunset. tags : @inaducursehqstarters

kilian sits comfortably under one of the weathered canopies just outside the parleaux beer lab, a hazy ipa sweating on the table in front of him. his fingers are coated in black from the charcoal pinched between them, sketching under the glow of the setting sun. lost in his craft, he finds some semblance of peace despite the subject of his sudden artistic inspiration. the details of the shaded drawing capture the intricate features of his best friend, lost in the fire that took their lives. they'd spend their friday evenings at breweries like this, decompressing after a long week of classes and enjoying the company of their closest friends. it was time taken for granted, so now he basks in every moment. relishing in each sip of his drink, recalling memories of laughter and deep conversations, and growing stronger in their bond with one another. now, the table is silent and only one of them remains to carry on the tradition. almost like clockwork and eager for a distraction from his grief, he spots the other step out of the brewery. a smile pulls at his lips and urges him to wave them over, setting aside his sketchbook and wiping his hands as clean as the napkins allowed. " hey ! are you meeting someone here ? 'cause i could use some company if you're not. " kilian says with confidence, before motioning to a seat at his table and leaning a tad closer to them, his tone taking a more playful turn, " besides, i'm getting pitiful stares from the other patrons here for drinking alone. if anything, i'm making it look cool . . . right ? "

Smiles hide what secrets keep Can't tell a lie if you never speak Look in the mirror, she looks like me But half alive and twice as weak

Feel the tip of my nose It's burning but it's ice cold

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.

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?"

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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.

gabriela could tease him like this forever, this was one of her favorite ways to be with tyler. when the two of them were so in sync, they could communicate in a simple look. with a raised brow, her smirk stayed put. "i can't really tell you yet, but tell me everything and you won't regret it." the couple flirted pretty openly in front of their children, but they'd keep it dialed down to avoid glares and fake gags. to not have them home, meant that they could say what they pleased in the open. something gabi felt thankful for, since he had been gone for some time.

his tone shifted, it was expected but there was no getting used to her husband feeling crestfallen. tyler had told her all about his dad long ago, one night it just poured out of him. if there was anyone she held anger towards, it was his awful parents. the way he spoke caused her to drop making drinks, twirl on her heels and face him once more. placing a finger on his chin, gabi lifted his eyes to hers, making sure he would understand she meant it when she said her next words. "baby, there was nothing you could've done to help your situation with your father. he was an angry man and he took it out on his son. i wish i could change the way your first transition was, but maybe then you wouldn't help the wolves you do now, or be the amazing father that you are." giving him a soft kiss on his forehead, before resting her own on his, she let out a sigh. "our kids will never go through any of their transitions or changes alone. you already are doing the opposite of letting them down by being the man you are with them. tyler you have made it different for them already and they know that even when their hormones say another thing."

"really?" he hummed against her lips when she spoke of an idea , before pulling back to see her hazel hues . he was intrigued to say the least at her offer . a smirk rose , as his head tilted . " and all i have to do is talk ? . . what if i tell you everything ? what do i get then. " he teased his lovely wife , matching her seduction . gabriela told him that the kids weren't home which added a devilishly grin of his own , but then she mention his voice over the phone and the memories started rushing back . his wife always had the ability to see right through him , her gentle touch comforted him .

gabriela was tyler's sounding board so if he was going to tell anyone how he was feeling it was going to be her . " i was there . . i was there when the kid change and i could see the fear and his eyes . he was so afraid of the change . he was so afraid of the pain and it just got me thinking about what it was like for me , and how it's going to be like for our kids . " he sighed . " you know , i didn't have someone to talk me through my transition . " he confessed . " i remember that night , the fear and the sheer panic and grief of it all ." he shook his head . " and i didn't have a father because well mines was died . he was killed . " dark brows arched over cinnamon hues before he lowered his head . " not that my father could have helped because he didn't know what we were but i wished he did because maybe he wouldn't have beaten the crap out of me so much . . maybe he would have been proud of me instead of thinking of me as some colossal mistake . " it had pained tyler to go through the motions of it all . the lockwolf male sighed. " i just know that one day our kids are going to have to go through this and i don't want to let them down . i guess i just want it to be different for them that's all ." he confessed

shaking her head, the siphoner couldn't even be mad at the outburst. something was off in the city, maybe even the world and it was hard to figure out what it was. josie could feel it as if it was happening below her feet, little did she know that it actually was. "honestly, don't worry about it. i barely slept last night."

shrugging her shoulders, josie gave the other a sweet smile and nodded. "yeah sure that sounds great, but i will buy the next round. i mean you can't have only one pina colada." a soft giggle left her lips, before placing all of her belongings in a tote. "i'm josie, by the way."

mau knew she shouldn’t get snappy and angry at the other, it was a simple mistake. her eyes roaming the patch and seeing the others towel a mere few meters away. a long drawn out sigh escaped her lips. “yeah sorry..didn’t mean to snap.” she remarked, scratching the back of her neck. her anger being worse than it was when she first triggered her werewolf gene. “i’ll buy you a drink to make up for being so snappy for you, it’s the least I can do.”

gabriela knew the rosza family well, josh was a huge help in the transition of soul bringer to something calmer. with that, she was able to meet blossom and since her father helped so much, it felt like duty to do the same for his children. so gabi knew not to press the girl any further, shrugging their shoulders they leaned against the tree with a light sigh. "i won't lie something is going on, but i can't place my finger on it just yet."

taking a pause, the demon pushed through the nervousness and simply asked the question. "have you had any nightmares recently?"

“it’s fine.” blossom commented with a small shrug of her shoulders. eyes moving from the other to her sketch pad, hand continuously drawing at a rapid pace. drawing, it was one way she found could help clear her mind, especially with the uneasiness she had been feeling. it sometimes helped either clear her mind fully or put everything into perspective.

“I’ve been..” a pause for a moment, another shrug of her shoulders. “y’know the usual.” it was the best she could come up with. “what about you? how’s everything going?”

@cxrsedmuses

open starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @inaducursehqstarters muse ⊹₊ ⋆ eleanor hildegard location ⊹₊ ⋆ the french quarter plots ⊹₊ ⋆ utp

everything was fuzzy. yet at the same time so vibrant, the whole thing gave her a headache, one she couldn't seem to shake. ever since crawling out of the grave, there were only two things on eleanor's mind, water and her fiancee. placing unruly hair behind her ears, she walked toward the french quarter in search for both. the thing was, she had no money on her. so to get any answers, the anxiously meek woman looked around for someone kind enough to notice she was in distress.

"excuse me, could uhh..." she trailed off unable to get the attention of another, sulking her shoulders forward. ellie's brain felt as if it heavy, as the bright lights strained her already blurry vision.

she'd seen bonnie in old photos with caroline and elena, yet had never met in person. they all said the witch moved away after the twins were transfered from josette to caroline. something eleanor always felt was smart since mystic falls ended up becoming a supernatural free zone. so yes, ellie was staring but not on purpose. the world was new to her, every color and smell felt more vibrant than before. it wasn't until the other spoke up, that the werewolf realized how long she'd been standing there. "oh umm, i'm so sorry, i just.....you look familiar."

it was odd being alive, so far she managed to hide from everyone. putting on a baseball cap and glasses to cover up any noticeable features. how was the public going to react if they saw a dead girl walking the streets?

location: Bottom of the cup

open: everyone

It's become increasingly apparent the longer time ticks by that she's being watched. Naturally it is a little concerning given that in the near year she's been in New Orleans she's kept a low profile, hardly seeing anyone but it seems the more she comes out of her own shadows? The more she becomes a target, perhaps this is one of those moments. "If you have something to say now would be the time." Voice carries out though she hasn't looked up from the book she's writing in, fingers of free hand tap idly against porcelain cup, almost empty from the tea she'd been indulging in. "Or would you prefer to keep staring in silence?" @inaducursehqstarters

eleanor had only been alive for a few hours, something brought her back to life and she was determined to figure out what it was. the first place on her list was the apothecary, ellie felt she was in danger and wanted to protect nikolas and herself from whatever may come. it wasn't until she heard a familiar voice, of her future mother in law, had she not died before the wedding. with wide eyes, she looked for something to hide behind, but caroline already saw her. "uhh hi caroline...i was hoping to not have this meeting out in the open, but here we are." she tried to smile, but every nerve in her body felt far to tense to move. "i don't know how i'm here...."

open ! @inaducursehqstarters location: outside stumphouse coffe !

after taking a sip from the take away cup of coffee caroline sighed as it tasted of old drip and not the caliber she'd been accustomed to the last few months in europe. that was the biggest thing she missed since returning home. the rest was overshadowed by the excitement to see her family in person after phone conversations and messages. " toto it looks like we're not in rome anymore, " she speaks more to herself than any passerby in particular after another swig.

it felt as if just moments ago, she was bracing for impact of a crash and then, she was lying in a coffin six feet under the ground. it took every ounce of her strength to get out of the situation and even though she managed to do it, it was obvious that eleanor had dissociated long ago. there was only one thing on her mind, nikolas. the walk was long and every inch of her body ached as she walked the streets of the french quarter. knowing each turn to make her way to their apartment. no questions went through her brain just yet, still using everything left in her to get back to him.

the door was open, something she didn't expect but it allowed her to breathe easier. as it swung forward, ellie wasn't actually sure what she expected. the whole time her mind hadn't processed what had just happened. the desperation as she clawed her way out of the ground. once she saw him that feeling seemed to vanish, her whole body grew white hot. cheeks flushing as her chest flooded with sadness and joy. "nikolas?" her voice was meek before she ran to him, placing her palms against his stubbly cheeks. "how long has it been?" it was all she could ask, but other questions ran through her mind. he looked so different, his eyes sadder and it caused an ache to ring through her bones.

↷ closed ╳ @iknowthvnd ( eleanor hildegard ) ↷ muse playing ╳ nikolas mikaelson ↷ location ╳ french quarters ( their old apartment) ↷ plot ╳ nikolas finds out that his fiance came back from the dead

nikolas had gone to the apartment he had shared with his fiance before she was killed in the car accidental . after speaking to his sister , faith , he had concluded that it was time for him to follow through with turning off his emotions . what good were feelings when he could no longer feel her , he thought . nikolas stood in their old apartment and took one last look at the place he had felt the most joy . he had left everything the way she had left it before she died . the tribrid braced himself before looking down at the engagement ring he had given eleanor . he closed the ring in his hand as he closed his eyes and started willing his emotions away . however , the process was interrupted by a noise . he had heard someone at the door of his apartment , the door moving slowly opened and there she was . nikolas had saw elle standing there in the doorway as if she had never left . the sandy blonde stood puzzled , assuming that he was hallucinating .

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.”

taking a deep breath, allowed josie to hear the tone of the others voice. looking up at the girl with a shrug, she realized that blossom managed to grab a decent amount of the strewn about papers. "well you seem to be really good at catching, so i guess that makes the situation a little better." she teased, before kneeling down and grabbing the rest of the papers. "i just need to get these to the admin office before they close and then i can go home. this day has been dragging for far too long." she admitted before getting back up to face the other. "i'm uhh josie, thanks for grabbing the rest of those."

she was always in her own world, her head in the clouds as some people would say, although that never bothered blossom. she preferred it that way, but the change in the air was something she could even sense. nightmares and the idea of death lingering around every corner and maybe that was why she preferred to stay in her own world full of art and distancing from others.

headphones blaring her music, her mind not really focusing on where she was walking. her only snap back to reality was when she felt herself collide against Josie. “ah fuck.” blossom mumbled, seeing the paper scatter around the pair of them. herself grabbing as many as she could before the wind would take them away. “sorry about that.” the girl spoke, holding them out for the other. “kinda weren’t paying attention.”

hearing faith's voice pulled the siphoner out of her bad mood, a sigh of relief left her lips as she began picking up the papers on the floor. shaking her head with a giggle, josie looked up at her sister with a grin. "you're right this would be ten times worse if these papers were wet." placing what was needed in a folder, she got up and flattened out the edges of her skirt. grabbing the papers in the blondes hand, she tilted her head with a smile. "work was, well it was awful and i didn't sleep last night so i'm on edge, sorry about that."

there’s an ‘oof’ when the two collide, and faith’s attention immediately turns to the paper cup in her hand which she tries to balance out of spilling its content over. thankfully, the misfortune ends with her sister’s flying papers. “could be worse,” faith offers as she kneels down to help pick up some papers with her free hand, “i could’ve spilled your drink all over.” she lets a small laugh out.

her nose scrunched up at his teasing, while her shoulders became a little less tense, all from pretending to hold her head high. the only time josie was able to be a person was when she was around family, or at least certain family. "i want to fight that one but so far, you have been right... " she twirled on her feet back to the microwave, placing the popcorn in and setting the timer before shrugging. "plus, we know fate is a fickle thing." josie smirked, making her way over to the fridge and looking at the drink selection. "i love that klaus enjoys hard liquor, it means mom always has mixers around." pulling out all the things needed for a dirty shirley, the witch took out two fancy glasses.

he managed to finish her sentence, something she found both helpful and painful, because it brought up the very emotions she desperately tried to push down. "yeah since the merge." after placing some ice in the glasses, she placed her palms on the cool tile. "it could be an evil spell, i mean those do give me the chills." but there was still something else, a feeling that she couldn't put into words, it was there on the tip of her tongue. she felt lizzie, in a much different way since that fateful night. shaking the thought away, she went back to pouring and mixing drinks, the sound of popping filling the kitchen. "i guess we should wait for aunt freya, she normally is the first to know what evil lurks."

there wasn't a day that passed by that nikolas didn't think about his fiance . about their connection and the bond they shared . it was a bond that he had never had with anyone before and to have that ripped away from him by his own careless action had darkened his path . it wasn't by any means what josie had gone through with lizzie , but there were some similarities between the two . they both lost someone that they had cared for dearly and it was at their own hands . now they were forced to live without the person they loved the best way they knew how .

" well get use to hating because i'm always right . " nikolas teased josie , before breathing a laugh . nikolas looked back to see the brunet open the cabinet door with glee to get to the popcorn . large hands grabbed at the wet cloth to wipe down the marble countertop before a laughed followed underneath his breath of how she would try to keep her snacks and hands in the right place . the sandy blonde having his doubts . " well my fate is in your hands , literally and figuratively . " he joked as he felt his energy change . she was the fresh breath of air that he had needed .

nikolas finished up with his task before turning around to his sister's curious question . " evil spell ? " he questioned , she continued but then her voice drifted off . nikolas could see it in her eyes that it was the thought of their sister lizzie that created the withdrawal . " since the merge with lizzie . " he thought to finish her sentence to show that he understood . " i think i heard aunt freya say something but i haven't felt anything . " perhaps it was the vervain that he had been taken to gain immunity to the potent herb after he was attacked with it by a hunter a few weeks ago . he had of course killed the hunter , but he never wanted to feel that vulnerable again .

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.

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gabriela didn't want to worry her daughter, not until being sure there was actually something wrong. it was entirely possible, this weird feeling in her gut, didn't mean that something bad was going to happen. maybe it was just the symptom of her children leaving the nest. "i promise if there is anything to worry about, you will always know, but right now i think it's just not sleeping well." tyler was coming home tonight and he always helped her sleep more soundly. having him close in the night helped with the night terrors, that came from her past. "your dad will be home tonight so let's also get him something sweet."

linking arms with her daughter, the two began walking through the market. with summer approaching colorful fruits and veggies were in season. "what are you thinking for dinner? i could make burgers and hand-cut fries or we could do pasta. i only have a few more things on the shopping list for the b&b, the rest is all for us."

The younger Lockwood nodded as she smiled at the thought of her favorite pastry stall being at the market today. She did, after all, have a very sweet tooth. She enjoyed spending quality time with her mother, especially shopping, as she knew she would always get something out of it.

"If you're sure you're okay," Maddison replied, concern washing over her face as she hoped her mother would be alright. She didn't want her to overexert herself."Sure, I'll stay and help," Maddison said with a smile on her face. "I can't turn down that offer." She was excited at the prospect of spending more time with her mother, and the opportunity to indulge in some of her favorite treats.

Maddison followed alongside her mother, her steps light and her mood cheerful. She couldn't wait to see what the market had in store for them today, and she knew that whatever it was, she would be happy to be there with her mother by her side.