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if the dress had been terrible, then maybe she wouldn’t have gone. or maybe if the bar wasn’t open, she would have found some type of excuse. hayley tried to come up with any valid reasoning for tossing the invitation in the trash, but she assumed the grand scheme of an event as such must’ve been klaus’ doing. and if that were the case, of course she had to show face. ❝ something makes me think coming here was a mistake, ❞ she murmured as she tug on her maroon dress and stole another glass of champagne from a floating waiter. ❝ — but most of us were dead, so what could truly go so wrong. ❞ a bit morbid, but it made due.
davina was unsettled by the dead returning. it wasn’t that she didn’t want a second chance to see her friends or loved ones, she did, more than anything, but knowing what could be behind this kept the witch from getting too comfortable. she hadn’t wanted to go to the ball, but knew it could be her chance to figure out what was going on, and who was she to pass up the chance to wear a pretty dress? “worst case scenario, we could all end up dying again. i’m on a winning streak for not dying right now, i’d like to make it at least a few more years without breaking that streak,” davina laughed. she was no stranger to death, so if anyone knew how the returned felt it was her. “if this is all just a ploy to kill us all one by one, do me a favor and don’t let kol give me some cheesy funeral.”
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rainymiinds
OPEN event starter // welcoming ball
the joys of finger foods. leland never imagined he would miss something so trivial. apparently, death brought out his child like excitement over the small joys of life. “ everyone should try one of these, i believe i’ve eaten more than a dozen myself already. ” he brought another little pastry to his lips, chewing happily as he considered traveling to his favorite food spots across the world. hopefully they were still standing.
finn could count on one hands the number of times he had actually attended a party that he had enjoyed, but there seemed to be something odd about this night. he didn’t feel the need to hide himself away in a far off corner and avoid contact with everyone there. before long he found himself near the tables full of food, seeing an almost familiar face. he couldn’t quite place it in his memories though. how could a stranger seem so familiar and yet like such a... stranger. “are they really that good?” he inquired.
cvrmines:
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darika has been to many a ball over her 900 years of life, she’s no stranger to it, or to the formalities, yet today she finds herself quite bored with it all. entering amongst the crowd the hybrid sighs. “ i imagined there would be more dancing. “ she says absentmindedly.
“oh, but that would require the people of this town to be capable of not being so boring all the time,” katherine laughed. “i don’t think i could tell you of a time i wasn’t let down by a party around here.” little had seemed to change since her death, not at all to katherine’s surprise.
mikvelsvns:
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as one of the guests of honour ( much like any other dead person ) he supposes he should be slightly more delighted at the occasion. then again, as a mikaelson, events like these didn’t exactly have a track record of going well. elijah smiles politely at the others as they pass around him but he makes no move to actively join the festivities. “ excuse me - “ he says eventually, catching someone as they pass. “ i don’t suppose you know who exactly is hosting this, do you?”
“if not for the mystery, i wouldn’t have felt so compelled to come, returned from the dead or not,” finn sighed. had his own brother really not noticed him? he would be lying if he said he expected a warm welcome from his siblings, but a little excitement would have been enough. “miss me, brother?”
( medalion rahimi, 34, cis female ) did i just see DAVINA CLAIRE in town? you know, the WICKED WITCH? i heard they’re a WITCH and one of the SURVIVORS. they’re AGAINST the resurrection and apparently they ARE WORKING TO FIND A WAY TO CLOSE THE DOORS, EVEN IF IT MEANS SACRIFICING THE RETURNED. but what do i know? they just remind me of which witch by florence and the machine
mikvelsvns
he’s quiet during her explanation, listening patiently. he doesn’t blame her, he understands. “ you can live one now,” the you can live one with me, goes unsaid but unless she pushes him there’s no way he’s leaving her alone in this life. “ who else knows that you’re in mystic falls? do you have somewhere to stay? “ he’s sure she does, his katerina was nothing if not self sufficient, but there’s still that urge to take care of her, to protect her. the kiss is gentle, sweet, full of five hundred years worth of loving her.
katherine didn’t like to think too far ahead. she was so used to always looking over her shoulder and only looking out for herself. “no one knows. it’ll be hard to come back from the whole ‘queen of hell’ thing. i can make up a new name and live as whoever i want. i got an apartment, it’s nothing special, but it’ll do for now.” katherine had always had backup plans for her backup plans, so she had been able to set things aside and put the important things in storage long before she died. “what about you? any plans?”
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he almost laughs at her eagerness, but he’s too enchanted by the simple sight of her. when he reaches to pull her close, it’s an instinctive reaction.” you’re not hallucinating, “ he says tenderly. “ i’m real, this is real.” at least he hopes it is, centuries of loving her had never simply gone away, but his last life he’d been too entangled in his vow of always and forever to spend his eternity with her. he has different plans this time. “ how are you here? and how are you … “ in a body not her own? “ still so beautiful? “ because even with this new face, she’s still his katerina, and there’s never been a soul more beautiful. even amongst the dopplegangers- amongst tatia, there was no-one like katerina petrova. “ my heart… i’ve missed you.”
as elijah pulled her close to him, katherine leaned in, kissing him for the first time in centuries. she let herself savor the moment, perhaps longer than she should have, but she really couldn’t care less in that moment. “you’re here..” she looked up at him, into the eyes that she knew so well. “i body jumped. i want a fresh start, a chance to live a life that isn’t just about surviving and we all know no one would let me do that in my old body,” it was the simplest of ways she could explain it. she wanted freedom from being a doppelganger, even if just for a short time. “i missed you more,” she teased, leaning in for another kiss.
mikvelsvns
elijah had always been a romantic, between his family and blood and the promise of always and forever, there had been an incredible longing. in his opinion, he could not help it. when hands intertwine, fingers slot together perfectly, faces sit tenderly in cupped hands and he’s always thought it could not be a coincidence that human bodies are so perfectly meant to be held, to be loved. despite over a thousand years of a lack of humanity, he still finds that’s his purpose, one he believes was designed for her. so it’s not a surprise to him that even now, with a face not her own, he would know her anywhere. the gravitational pull of her heart to his.
“ katerina. “ he calls out as she speaks to whoever is blocking her sunshine. ( do they not see how she looks dappled in sunshine ? can they not help but want too ? or is that his cross to bear? ) “ my katerina . “
katherine would know that voice anywhere, she didn’t have to turn her head to know who was speaking. elijah was the one man katherine could truly say she ever truly loved with no ulterior motives or schemes in mind. she had only been human when she had fallen in love with him and could have easily and happily spent eternity with the original if not for klaus. katherine waves off the other standing in her light, practically pushing them out of the way to make her way to elijah.
“elijah...” she couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him. it never had seemed fair, how attractive each member of the mikaelson family was, but none of them even held a candle to elijah in her eyes. “you’re really here? i’m not hallucinating, am i?” not even in her wildest dreams could she foresee a happy future that did not included elijah. he had always been her one great love, the one she had let slip away.
salvctvres
the photo on the bar stares at him and he can’t look back at it for too long. orla. damon closes his eyes for a moment, and when he opens the he turns the photo over, sliding it back across the bar towards his- his son. “ so that’s what happened. “ he murmurs to himself. “ y’know, i didn’t know if she’d had you or not. didn’t even know if you really existed or if it was just… wishful thinking.” he muses. “ did she tell you about me? “
“she told me about you, or rather about you being my father, when i was seventeen.. said she wanted to wait until most of my stepfather’s human family was dead before the news got out that i wasn’t his. she never told me what you were like or any details of how you two met. i don’t remember all of the details, it’s been a nearly a century and a half since i spoke to her, but she said she found out she was pregnant right before she left town. she thought it easier to try and pass the baby, me, off as her and gideon’s, because then that could explain away a not fully faerie child. did you know that part? she never mentioned if she had told you she was a faerie or not.” abel felt himself rambling and took a moment to breath, putting the photo back in his pocket.
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katherine had never felt happier than she had in the short time since she had returned. she almost immediately body jumped, wanting to start anew. she no longer wanted to be the villain that everyone sought to make her out to be, she didn’t want to just survive, she wanted to live. katherine pierce was done running from her past, she was alive once again and wanted to live a life of her own. sure, she body jumped, but the body she chose was no one that would be missed, a witch who had also returned, without a family or annoying friends that would come looking for her, a nobody. katherine had almost missed being human, and this was as close as she was willing to get.
it was a sunny day, one she wanted to enjoy in the most mundane of ways, so she took to the town square to sit on a bench and read. she had only been there for a short time when a shadow was cast over her book by someone standing nearby, she sighed and without putting her book down, looked up, “you’re in my light, move bef- please move.”
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his brain pauses, buffering for a good few minutes before he blinks. moving on autopilot, damon moves to polishing his glasses. “ hi your son, im damon. “ he says before wincing. probably not the best time for a dad joke ( of all the jokes he could’ve picked. ) he scrubs a touch too harshly at a water mark on one of the glasses before setting it down heavily and reaching for a bottle. his instinct is to deny it, throw the kid out, but stranger things have happened. ( and there is a part of him that can’t help but hope … ) “ you got any proof kid? “
the hybrid took a photo out of his pocket, sliding it across the bar, “my mother was orla pru- byrne. she said you two were... entangled during the summer of 1862. i was born in london on april 1st, 1863,” abel was being very tactful with his word choice on purpose. he didn’t want to make things any more awkward than they needed to be, not when he’d spent the better part of a century and a half thinking about this moment.
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qetsiyah tilts her head back enjoying the sunshine. “ i didn’t realise how much i missed this. “ she murmurs and she truly hadn’t. the witch takes a moment longer to enjoy the gentle warmth before getting back to business. stopping the closest person to her, qetsiyah gives them a smile she hasn’t wore since the days before silas and amara. “ hi - “ she says charmingly. “ sorry do you think you could help me with these boxes? “ they wouldn’t be heavy if she used magic, but she’s trying to spend her day in the life of the terribly mundane. “ i’ll grant you any favour. “ and with her, it did mean any.
it was a nice day and finn wasn’t sure where he was going, so he certainly didn’t mind getting stopped. “i’d be more than happy to help,” finn smiled, lifting the boxes with ease. there were a few perks to being back as a vampire, no matter how much he loathed it. “lead the way. i’m finn, by the way.”
salvctvres
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damon wipes down the bar with a dedication his wife often ridicules him for. in his defence it’s his baby ( she normally argues that they have babies - two of them , but stefanie and greyson have grown up now, they’re not the chubby infants they once were and so his bar is his eternal baby and he stands by that ) he sighs to himself as the door opens. “ we’re not open. “ they are , technically. “ what do you want? my vendor got bit by a werewolf - “ locals always take that one as a joke but he grimaces just thinking about it. “ so no whiskey, no vodka and no peach schnapps. “
“good thing i’m not here for a drink then,” abel said, making his way to the bar. it had taken him far too long to find this way to this bar and there was no way in hell he was going to leave without finishing what he had set out to accomplish. “damon salvatore? my name is abel pruitt and i’m your son.”
( aron piper, 164, cis man ) did i just see ABEL SALVATORE PRUITT in town? you know, THE CONNARD? i heard they’re a VAMPIRE/FAERIE HYBRID and one of the SURVIVORS. they’re AGAINST the resurrection and apparently HE’S SEARCHING FOR A NEW CURE. but what do i know? they just remind me of THIS IS ME TRYING BY TAYLOR SWIFT.
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