ELIJAH MIKAELSON STARTER SENTENCES
Family is power, ___. Love, loyalty. That’s power!
___, in the name of our family, you might try to dial down your glee.
To find out who’s making a move against our ____ And then I’ll either stop them… or I’ll help them, depending on my mood.
It’s a gift. It’s your chance… it’s our chance.
I’ll stop searching for his redemption when I believe there is none left to be found.
I’ve given up on giving up. It’s an affliction.
I will fight for my family until my last breath.
You know, difficulties aside, I value my family above everything. I am sorry that yours failed you.
You don’t make it easy to love you
Darling, we’ve got to stop meeting like this. This is how rumors begin.
I’m not trying to impress the girl.
Nobody hurts my family and lives.
The definition of the word broken suggests that something can be fixed.
I leave it to you to make the decision whether to trust me or not.
You will always have a choice.
I have denied every single impulse that I have ever had for that woman, out of some misbegotten respect for intentions that you don’t even have.
I let this person in… I let her in… I don’t let people in… You knew this, you’ve taken her from me… I needed her and you’ve broken me…
Yes, far better to practice your process of grief, ___. Denial, rage, and hoarding coffins in basements.
Yes, well, when you put it that way it does sound a little reckless.
Well, that seems like the right thing to do. You know, I tried that myself. It didn’t work.
You are a deranged and ridiculous child who cannot be left unsupervised.
Shhh! ____, grown ups are talking.
How odd. Forever on Santa’s naughty list.
I rather enjoy Thanksgiving. The turkey, the cranberry sauce. The lies, the deceit, the betrayal.
_____, next time I ask you to take out the trash, try not to dally.
Watch your tongue. I am not the fun loving social butterfly you may recall.
I thought only of you. Every day I fought for your return, searching for a way. You were not forgotten.
I’m not in the habit of asking permission.
If we cannot trust one another, we cannot work together.
As a devout feminist, I refuse to say you hit like a girl.
You mobsters all suffer from such hubris.
Gentlemen, shall we?
I trust you can find your clothing and the door.
I always come back.
I believe that when you love someone and that person loves you in return you’re uniquely vulnerable. They have a power to hurt you that’s like nothing else.
Perhaps I’m not making myself clear here. This is a threat.
Please. You’ve never paid for anything in your life.
You do realize I don’t care.












