she is exquisite

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camillethebrave:

The red head seemed different from the moment she entered but Camille was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt.  After all, this was New Orleans, different was par for the course.  She told herself to pay her no mind  but then the stranger spoke and changed everything.  

Camille froze, one hand still resting on the bar top.  It  didn’t take much effort to deduce that the other woman  was probably not human.  “I’m sorry,” Camille began,  holding onto as much politeness as she could muster all things considered.  “But who are you again?”

There was a playful smile lingering on her lips as the other realized what she could be, her comment was meant to do as such, leaving her with the sensation of pride over herself, lips brought to the glass she hold in hand and simply taking a gentle sip from her drink.

"Aurora de Martel." She simply introduces herself, green eyes staring with mischief laced upon them, before fingers began to toy with the edge of her drink. "Truly, Nik MUST see something I don't, you just seem so---human."

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kingofthecornermarcel:

    Marcel looked her over as she spoke, curiously.     “Then I won’t say anything yet.” He told her.     But he wouldn’t give her forever, he was now      apart of the Strix, so loyalty was a given, but     he didn’t want to step on any toes. “Nik? You know     Nik?” He questioned, knitting his eyebrows together.

     “It’s riveting, intense.”

"Don't worry, everyone will know of my arrival soon." She speaks with promise laced on her words, the smile on her lips might as well be as wicked as the lit on her brother's eyes. "I do, him and I---we share a deep history." Aurora said offering a glance that spoke more than words, she cannot help to laugh however, at his description of The Strix, she couldn't agree more. 

“You cannot go back now, I do hope you realize that.”

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moonoverbourbon:

Klaus didn’t miss the emphasis she put on the word “my.” Aurora had always been a possessive thing, but back during their time together, the hybrid hadn’t minded at all. Now though? Now it seemed to hold just the edge of malice, of threat, and he couldn’t help but be a little off center about her choice of words. It had, after all, been centuries. Still, Klaus couldn’t deny that there was something there, some spark that hadn’t diminished over the years.

“Jealous? No. Why would I be jealous?” Of course he was jealous. No one touched what was his, and yet Aurora seemed to delight in pushing Lucien into his face – another shining example of how he was never good enough for anyone. “Come, I’ll show you the beauty of the French Quarter. Where are you staying? Is it close?”

Call her possessive, she had been called worse but it had been clear that the hybrid had left an everlasting impact on her, and whatever she felt as a human now had been grown to insane proportions because of her vampire state.  "Because Lucien and I also share history."And of course she wished to the see the other, but her mind was clouded by the man before her.

"But no history as our own, one I always remember fondly." She speaks before a small smile forms on her lips, victorious to had finally won her desire to go around the city, Aurora moves forward, her arm taking his own and linked her arm with ease, head tilt up to see him. 

“Not far, right in the middle of the town.”

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I have the big need for tristora

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storasystir:

“Rebekah is searching for a spell.”  The truth was, she was searching for a few spells, the most important one in which, they could bring back brothers fallen.  She knew that her sister wasn’t going to return until she found the spell, or someone that would help them.  “It is an important spell, to save our family.  Who are you?”

Aurora cannot help the small pout forming on her lips at the news her sire was absent from the city. Elijah and Niklaus were there, it was simply not fair her sire was left unprotected somewhere else when matters of life and DEATH hang on everyone of their lives. “Aurora. She is my sire. Now, how can I keep her safe if she is not here? Like I said, rude.”

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kingofthecornermarcel:

     Marcel turned to the voice of the redhead, Arching his      eyebrow lightly. “I wasn’t aware Tristan had a sister.”       She wasn’t brought up once since he met the Strix.      The word lackey didn’t bother him, he’s heard it      Many times when it came to his own men.      “Marcel Gerard, the pleasures mine.” he said,      Taking her hand, and kissing her knuckles.

"He isn't aware I'm HERE." Her smile is wider now, the clear sense of mischief laced on her voice before she simply shrugs it off, her eyes casting down at the warm of lips over her knuckles. "I see Nik taught you manners, how nice." Aurora let a breathless laugh go through her lips. She is aware she shouldn't speak to Marcel for he is close with the Originals. 

“How do you find the Strix so far?”

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thereturnofhope:

“If I had a dollar for every time a girl came skipping in and told me that she used to knock around with my father, my inheritance would be substantially larger that it is now.”

"Ah, and you are also a mean one. " Though Aurora isn't bothered by the comment, though it does spark some mild jealousy to hear that (of course) they were other women. “I loved your father truly. Which is something he often lacks, or am I mistaken?”

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"So you are the new addition to my brother's large pile of lackeys." Aurora chuckles because she is aware that none of the vampires of the Strix were indeed lackeys, that does not change the fact she will call them in such manner. Green orbs observe the vampire king of New Orleans with curious stare, before a playful smile appears on her lips, offering her hand for him to take. "Aurora de Martel, charmed."

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"Where is Rebekah?" The question is blunt and out of the blue, green eyes scanning around the room in hopes to find her sire, but instead just finds this girl who looks awfully family, same striking features than the ones on her sire, which only makes her frown. “How rude of her to leave and not tell me.”

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"I don't see what he sees in you." Aurora is bold and just drops such comments, she is sitting casually on the chair at the bar, a hand resting on her cheek as she becomes observant of the other in wonder, trying to find the SOMETHING Klaus seemed to see. Even Lucien did (Aurora pretends to not be jealous.)

"You look like his sister. Which is odd on its own right."

 She is the one to talk about odd relationships with siblings.

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           "Oh look at THAT, aren't you a precious little thing?" Aurora is chuckling with ease, her hands wrapped behind her back as green eyes are nailed to the miracle child before her, she had the same pair of eyes of those of her beloved Niklaus, which only made the vampire laugh in return. "Such warrior eyes.I used to date your daddy, you know?" 

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moonoverbourbon:

Of course he knew how Lucien was, but that didn’t mean that Aurora could be trusted. He wanted to…she’d certainly been high on his list of trustworthy souls once upon a time, but those days were long gone. He had way too many things to lose now; chief amongst them was his daughter.

“Yes. Just arrived. He’s staying in a penthouse over on Canal Street. Why? Are you looking to drop in and pay him a bit of a visit?” There was a sudden sharp stab of jealousy at the thought, but Klaus wasn’t sure who he was more jealous of between the two of them.

When she stepped closer, Klaus didn’t move. His eyes followed her finger as she touched him, said that she just wanted to spend time with him. “And what, pray tell, do you wish to do while you are here?”

"We had parted ways centuries ago, he must MISS me. Perhaps he will show it more than you do, my sweet love." There is no point in lying about her travels with Lucien, centuries together going around the world, a vicious force, but nothing compared to what Aurora lingered with the original. And she cannot help the triumph smile on rose lips at the hint of jealousy. "Are you jealous, Niklaus?"

"Anything you wish, of course. I am no longer under my brother's watchful thumb and I pray a visit around town." Her smile is lingering, words hardly a whisper as if she spoke to him only, big eyes shifting toward the curb of his lips before back at his green eyes. “Show me the wonders of New Orleans, Nik.”

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“roses are red, lavender is blue, come find ME before I find you.” Independent Aurora de Martel from The Originals/The Vampire Diaries universe.

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vikingbeauty:

                ❝ i wouldn’t know, i have not spoken with him. ❞ she may have returned to new orleans, but her she has no interest talking with him for the time being. ❝ if what you’re looking for is information about lucien, then you should talk with niklaus or elijah, aurora. they are the ones who have talked to him. ❞

                    "Hm. I would let my brother collect the information, I have no intention to mend on their business." Though she had spoke over and over again with her brother about what happened in the past must stay in the past, despite how hypocritical made her sound, as she had not forgotten one bit of it. And how Lucien’s wounds had been partially her fault. “How about we go out and grab a snack? I had missed you, Bekah and I want some time with my friend.”

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moonoverbourbon:

“And are you? Out of control and highly volatile?” Klaus had no use for Tristan, never had, but Aurora had always held a special place in his heart. To hear that she’d been locked up at her brother’s hand made him exceptionally angry…and all the more willing to see him in the ground – for good. “You did not seem out of control when last we spoke.”

But that wasn’t entirely true.

Aurora had always been a free spirit; it was one of the things that Klaus had most admired about her.

“Well, it seems the gang is all here…just like old times. You, Tristan, Lucien…so what is the game plan now, love? What is it that Aurora wants from the likes of me?”

"Of course not!" She frowned, looking slightly offended by the implication alone, arms folding across her chest in an attempt to keep them from swing in a rushed attack, she was in control and perfectly capable of living with humans around. "Well, we spoke a long time ago, and I spended years with your progeny, and you know how Lucien is."

There was no secrecy in the known fact she had traveled with Lucien for centuries, together, exploring the sides of the earth that neither was allowed back then, rejoined on a stranded childhood friendship and more. "He is here?" Her eyebrows peaked, having not been aware Lucien was in town (though the thought crossed her mind) and a small smile appeared on her lips, taking on a step closer. "I just want to spend some time with an old---friend."

Her finger swept across his heart."YOU."

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spookyrebekah:

“I suppose they are quite handsome.” She gives Niklaus one last fleeting glance and he doesn’t seem to notice, he’s too busy watching Aurora. “—But so are many in this court. Your brother included.” This back and forth is bound to draw attention, so Rebekah gives the girl a gentle nudge towards the tent set up with food and drink. “While I’m sure your father’s friends are less appealing, I’ve seen several young lords that have caught my eye. Surely you must have many vying for your affection.”

"Do not allow my brother to hear such things or he might begin to court you endless." Aurora chuckles at the idea, because his brother was enchanted with every woman (and man though those were kept a secrecy only she peak on), and surely, Rebekah was no exception as the woman was beautiful. Maybe in such things, he would stop obsessively check on her. Aurora led to the food table, and she just laughed at the proposition alone. "Some of lords are quite charming, my ladies keep whispering about them, my lady---May I call you Rebekah?"