After resting off what had happened to him, the wolfsbane finally leaving his system, Elliot made his way to the Mikaelson mansion. He was unsure of exactly how this interaction would go but he decided to try regardless. Knocking on the door, he waited, hoping to speak with Klaus himself, Elliot’s distant cousin through his father’s side. He had grown up hearing stories of their family, always wondering about the original hybrid who shared the same familiar blood that was running through his veins. @mauditregle
Maybe it’s because, quite frankly, he’s grown pretty tired of all the random appearances at his doorstep, but Klaus doesn’t actually go out of his way to be particularly dramatic this time around. His senses pick up a foreign presence, loaded, however, with the familiar familiar scent of his werewolf kin. So, he opens the door moments after he hears the knock and speeds to the greeting. “Hello,” he says, far from warmly, about as sour as his face. “I cannot wait to discover whatever kind of plague you are here to bestow us with.”
