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“Not even alcohol could make the pick up line sound good, , just goes to show that not everything that is creative is good”
spellbindingcrusader:
“Maybe you should be the one treating this as a vacation,” he committed lightly, matching her laugh, “You sound like you need a massage.” He sighed when she suggested, in her own Catalina way, that they go shopping for rings. “Not tonight, you looks dead tired. I think we could all use some sleep,” a smirk adorned his lips, eyes just a little dimmed, “But just to let you know, the last thing I need is for Davina to come across me and you looking at engagement rings.”
❝ No, this is Catalina who moved to New Orleans for work ❞ Her voice spoke softly as she pondered on her cover ❝ Comes from a big family, but my best friend Issac is also my younger brother ❞ As she put the story in her head she pulled out her phone changing Ivan’s contact name as Issac, just in case. ❝ But Catalina is currently mad at Issac because he just indirectly threw shade at my concealing skills for saying I looked tired ❞ Her smile never left her lips, and despite how emotionally tired she was there was light and playfulness in her eyes ❝ I might catch on fire if that were to happen but, do you think she is here? ❞
heirofthelabonair:
“I’d agree, there’s plenty of good stuff to choose from here – it puts a hurtin’ on fast food joints I imagine.” The wolf nods before raising an eyebrow at the stranger beside him, her honest words intriguing him. “Well that’s good advice.” He chuckles. “You never know what strange souls lurk in the shadows of the crescent city. I wouldn’t trust me either.”
❝ I was hearing about some crazy good food truck food that I need to locate and eat my little heart out ❞ As part of her cover, Cat began to carry books about the city, looking the part of someone who just moved into town ❝ Darkness does not scare me, I carry a flashlight. What’s your name by the way? ❞
hcwlingcrimson:
“A great eye, huh?” she perked one brow, a little interested in the woman before her. “I don’t really do dresses,” she gestured down to her outfit of a formfitting, sleeveless dark grey drop down and blue jean shorts, “This is what I do.”
❝ And it work wonderfully with you, fashion is not just to look good, it’s too feel good and so you can let people know who you are just by looking. I know, we aren’t suppose to judge a book by it’s cover but every time you pout something on you are trying to say something ❞
oliverradcliff:
“My skin is as smooth as it should be.” Oliver raised his eyebrows, but he kept a playful smile around his lips. “But you have to admit that we have to make the best of every minute.” He cocked his head a little, but he never broke eye-contact with her. “New Orleans wouldn’t be New Orleans without it’s ghosts and stories. Without it’s voodoo masters and friends on the other side. But those who live here know that there is no need to be afraid of the ghosts.” There was a need to be afraid of the unliving, of the monsters, of the true witches and their ancestors. But tourism wouldn’t flourish if that information would go public.
❝ Hey, I’m not arguing against the philosophy those faces stand for, I just think people should stop making cool and fancy ways of saying it and just do it... Just live, no excuses, no fear ❞ While Catalina always prided herself on being a think first person, but even then she tried to enjoy everything she did and live without regrets... as corny as that sounded.Because his blue eyes didn’t shy away from hers, Cat didn’t dare to break the contact he began. ❝ It’s the New Orleans appeal isn’t it? Which is funny, people come like moths to a flame but there is nothing bright about this place. Besides the parties, they are lit But I am not afraid of ghost and it was work that brought me here ❞
spellbindingcrusader:
“I know this isn’t what you want to hear but maybe give him a break,” Ivan leaned back in his seat, stretching a little although he was mostly avoiding getting slapped, “But to avoid you hurting me - Yes, he’s an idiot.” At her small show of remorse over Evelyn’s possible death, he could only respond with a shrug. “Cat,” he sighed when he noticed her give up on eating. He didn’t know much of what to say. She was in a city known for being a vampire kingdom and had some conflicting emotions as it is. “I was thinking of picking out a ring,” he extended his left hand, “You know, making it official the good old western way.”
❝ Stop, okay I get to be unreasonable and bitter and hateful. Do you think it makes things easier to know that he is doing this out of love, out of respect and desires for me to have good things... Even when he gives me reasons to be mad at him I can’t, that bastard ❞ Cat let out a tired laugh, what else was she suppose to do, cry about it like she did on the plane? She was done crying, she labeled herself a survivor and she will be damned if it’s a man that breaks her. ❝ See, now we are talking, let’s go shopping ❞
salvasmolder:
“ Well I’m not looking to impress you so go cry your river somewhere else. ”
❝ You are so not worth the tears, and not worth my drink getting ruined so I am just going to pretend you aren’t terrible company ❞
oliverradcliff:
“If there is one thing I’ve learned, it’s that you shouldn’t waste any time waiting.” He smiled when she accepted his arm and he headed towards the exit. “And you’re in New Orleans. I’m pretty sure there is a ghost around every corner, or at least someone very certain about seeing one.”
❝ Ah ... Don’t tell me you have “no time like the present” tattood somewhere in your body, or maybe Carpe Diem- Or worst, Y.O.L.O. ❞ Catalina would have warned girls to never do this, meet a guy and go somewhere away from public but she could handle herself and if anything she knew where to find him. ❝ Right, this place was build on ghost stories I keep forgetting. There is just something so dark and unsettling about this place and for some reason it attacks people. Moths to flames but reverse seeing that it is to the New Orleans nights they are attracted to ❞
oliverradcliff:
Oliver had not met that many girls who could still look pretty while patting their mouth with a napkin. But it seemed there was a first time for everything. “Don’t worry, I have nothing better to do.” He stood up from his chair again and offered her his arm. “Let’s go to that church first then.”
❝ Church? Honey, I know you just met me and I am kind of hot with a great personality but don’t you think we are moving a little too fast here? ❞ Jokes aside, Catalina stood and took his arm ❝ So is the church haunted or something, are we going to see ghosts ❞
spellbindingcrusader:
“We all know who your sugar daddy –” he stopped mind sentence, mentally cursing his moment of idiocy. “Yeah, that’s the one. Last time I was here, she was Klaus’s right hand,” he pursed his lips a little, “Maybe they killed her along with the hybrids.” He stared at her bowl of gumbo for a moment before shrugging, “Either way, it would be good to know just what happened to everyone involved.” His nose twitched a little at her suggestion, “I’d prefer to leave Runa out of it, this isn’t her mission. She’s just here so that she isn’t back in Russia alone with my family.” Shaking his head, he realized Catalina had gotten him to submit to her words, “Me? Boring? Do I look like Sasha?”
❝ You just had to bring him up didn’t you... That fucker, please tell me you agree that he is an idiot ❞ There was always an aggressive response coming from the Latina when her ex was mentioned but when people are exes it is to be expected ❝ that would suck, she was cool enough ❞ That was saying a lot for her, seeing that Cat didn’t fancy socializing with vampires a matter which she will have to deal with while her stay here. A vampire could be sensed at every corner and that was unsettling for the witch. ❝ I’ll see what I find ❞ Catalina had lost her apatite due to the knot that was on her stomach, from the mentioning of her ex and the awareness of how many vamps were crawling around. ❝ You do actually, he is your brother after all ... In any case, Ivan Belikov try to be her friend at least. It’s a start ❞
oliverradcliff:
Oliver watched how Cat continued eating her gumbo. He crossed his arms on the table in front of him and cocked his head. “You can’t say you have been in New Orleans without going to St. Anne’s.” He paused for a moment. “And you might like the view over the Mississippi.”
Catalina nodded,listening to him and finishing her gumbo before she pushed the plate and patted her mouth with a napkin lightly to make sure her make up was not ruined ❝ So are you going to lead the way or do you have something better to do Oliver? ❞
oliverradcliff:
“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you Cat.” Oliver smiled once more and he sat down. “I’m Oliver.” He nodded slightly and he noticed the high heels she was wearing. It was impressive that she could walk on those things. “I have my moments. It’s a semi-selective something.”
❝ Yes it is ❞ Cat teased with a small laugh before she kept eating her gumbo, the girl was not shy about eating in front of anyone ❝ Lucky me then. So Oliver, any place you particular you think I shouldn’t miss out on? ❞
oliverradcliff:
Oliver curled his lips up into a smile. “New in town, but here to stay.” He cocked his head and gestured at the free seat opposing her. “Do you mind if I sit down for a bit?” He shifted his weight from one leg to the other. “I’ve been living here my entire life. If there is anything you need and want to know about New Orleans, ask me.”
❝ Please sit, you seem like good company. I’m Catalina but you can call me Cat ❞ Her dark eyes focused on his blue ones as she smiled and pushed the chair back slightly with her foot, showing off her heels ❝ Are you always this generous or do I get to feel special? ❞
salvasmolder:
With a heavy sigh, the vampire turned to face the intruder. “ At least stop breathing so lou- actually no, just in general. ” Damon offered her a forced and emphasised smile before turning his back on her once again.
❝ Come on, at least learn her name before you start spitting out demands to a girl. Chivalry really is dead ❞
The natural hustle and bustle of the bar had transitioned into white noise to Damon, yet he picked up on the sound of footsteps approaching him until finally coming to a halt beside him. “ Stop - turn around, and walk away. ” He didn’t need to turn around to see who it was, he didn’t care - as long as they left him alone.
❝ yeah, I don’t think so ❞ Cat replied lightly. She didn’t know what was the guy’s deal but she sure as hell wasn’t doing anything to him so if he wanted her away from her it would be him that would have to leave
spellbindingcrusader:
“It’s not like we can’t afford to get you a nice loft or condo,” he nodded, “I already ran into Marcel, he was not exactly welcoming. Please be careful, Cat, both of you will need to be careful. Finn isn’t like the other sort of challenges we’ve face. It took us months to get close to him last time. He was even able to brainwash Klaus’s right hand for a time,” at that mention, Ivan stopped talking for a moment and looked around, “Now we know that Klaus’s hybrids were all slaughtered and most of his friends left the city before they could fall with him. But what about Evelyn? If she’s not dead, she could be extremely helpful in taking on Marcel and then we could focus on Finn.” Different ideas were swarming his head but Cat insisted on him trying to bond with Runa while they were here. “We aren’t miserable,” he defended them both, “I’m not miserable at least. Look, I know I can’t just pretend like I’m not going to be spending the rest of my life with her. I know I should get to know her and I know that we should try and make this not so… fucked up. I just have to balance that with the mission.”
❝ Does that mean I get to call you sugar daddy? ❞ Even if she threw in a joke here and there, Cat paid attention. Marcel was aware of him being around so their contact with have to be minimal now and hidden, since the vampire who placed the crown on his head cannot get a wif of the fact that Her and Ivan came together and are working together. ❝ Evelyn? The hot blonde with nice taste in shoes, I remember her. Sounds like you just gave me something else to work on, I’ll see if I can locate her. You use magic and I will do some detective work seeing as I can be in the quarter and I can try to follow her lasts steps. I know magic is not your go-to but maybe Alina and Runa can help with that. If your little ex was here you could call her right up ❞ Cat took a minute to keep eating as Ivan shared his thoughts about Runa ❝ You said it, balance, at least try to balance it don’t go all stiff and boring on her. You’re interesting and have a lot of things to love, show her ❞