KOL MIKAELSON STARTER SENTENCES
Oh, a bit lightheaded. It might have had something to do with being knocked arse over teacup by dear old dad.
You can’t trust me, which means you cannot love me. Not as I love you.
You must be growing tired of saving my ass.
Hurting the ones we love, it’s just what we do.
In hindsight, you could’ve been nicer to people. Or at least left fewer survivors.
In that case, you best kiss me before I go.
I think I want to be alone for this bit.
That’s a lot easier to do when you haven’t died already once.
I’m not the bad guy in this chapter of our family’s story.
And whilst you got everythng you ever wanted, I got a family who didn’t care if I lived or if I died.
I see my timing is as impeccable as usual.
I take sides with whoever I think is gonna win. And to be honest, well, you and mum were acting a bit daft, weren’t you?
Well, to be absolutely clear here, technically he could go alone.
You are outmaneuvered, outnumbered, and quite frankly, you’re out of your mind. You’re not getting out of this alive.
I was going to say kinky, but that’ll work.
Oh dear, I’ve hit a nerve. Relax, darling, I just want us to be even.
There’s always time for games.
I swear to you, the day will come when I’m not so easily subdued, and on that day, I will make you suffer.
Don’t look so surprised, love. I didn’t just ask you out because you’re gorgeous.
I can’t share my secrets with you unless we trust each other.
She’s never going to trust me if she thinks I’m just a flying monkey to the wicked witch.
____ Tell me how handsome I am.
Again with the dagger threats? Don’t you have any other tricks?
I’ve met a lot of people. And you don’t particularly stand out.
And spit right in the face of mother’s rules. I’m in.
I’m itching to kill something. What are we waiting for?
Outside? What’s wrong with right here on the stairs? Make a spectacle of it.
Out all night. What a scandal! I trust you did better than that commoner?
A woman of your caliber ought to choose more suitable company. What’s your name, love?
I’m pretty sure I don’t care.
And why would I do that? I like pretty little things with sharp tongues.
Frankly, ______, I don’t think you could handle it.
Sorry about the mess. Ugh, it was a little crowded when I arrived, and I prefer more intimate gatherings. We three need to have a little chat.
Why do people always run to the attic? I mean, it makes no sense!
It requires charm, and personality– something you’d know nothing about.
Oh, what are you gonna do? You gonna bore her until she can’t help but tell you everything?
