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@noblebroseph
alexanderclaire:
“No, but it might kill his spirit.” Alexander offered with a weak smile to his uncle. “Because they haven’t forsaken the Mikaelson legacy in favor of making their own..”
“Tragic.” He sipped at his tea, smiling with his eyes. “Forsaking our legacy has always been the Mikaelson legacy. You aren’t so different from the rest of us.” Elijah paused, watching his nephew for any ill response. “We pave our own paths.”
alexanderclaire:
“He’ll make it through, he always does.”
“It wouldn’t kill him to listen every now and then,” the Original offered with an ounce of lightheartedness, “Why can’t all the Mikaelson heirs be as agreeable as you, Alex?” His smile, softening the words.
alexanderxclaire:
“Everything considered… it’s easy to understand why he wouldn’t be so positive.”
“I’m afraid the circumstances rose to his occasion -- not the other way around.”
river-mikaelson:
He immediately regretted calling him. He couldn’t remember a time when he actually wanted to spend time with Elijah, let alone ask him for help. Deep down he knew he needed to do this, but his first instincts were to hang up and start running. He bit his lip and took a breath before he answered, “I’m actually in the drive way,” he admitted, “I just haven’t been able to get out of the car.”
A step forward was taken, but Elijah quickly halted any further movements. “I can come to you,” he offered, as well the unsaid alternative, as he was unsure which direction to take to keep his son grounded. “Whatever it is you need from me.”
river-mikaelson:
@noblebro
River’s finger lingered over the call button next to his father’s name. He hated this. He hated being weak and he hated that he needed Elijah’s help with this. He wasn’t even sure where he stood on the matter. Whether he believed River did or did not do it. And there were definitely good reasons for Elijah to not believe him or even want to help him. He took a deep breath and pressed the call button. As the line rang, his stomach twisted in to knots and once his father answered, he swallowed the lump in his throat. “I think we need to talk, Dad.”
“River,” he spoke as soon as he answered the phone. He had done so the moment he caught his son’s name on the screen. His tone was leaning toward concern more than anything else, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t surprised to hear from him like this. His brow furrowed, and replied with a warm yet clear, “I would have to agree. Where are you?”
river-mikaelson:
@noblebro
“This Father’s Day, I’m giving you the gift that I think you most truly want,” he paused and moved to get the items from behind the couch. “Boxes. They’re technically for me because I’m moving out.”
“You’ve discussed this with your mothers?”
thedeadringcr:
Katherine listened silently as her husband offered his piece, she’d be lying if she said it didn’t bring her some relief, and she’d be lying if she said she completely convinced. “ I know you love this family, Elijah.” she offered, squeezing her husbands hand weakly. “I just hope your promise of ‘Always and Forever’ isn’t our downfall.”
“It is because of that promise that this family won’t fall. This, I swear.”
thedeadringcr:
“He had an army of kids, and even more allies and family.” The odds weren’t in favor for a peaceful resolution, and she knew that before it was all said and done the streets of New Orleans would run red with blood if the two families were fighting against each other. “I’ll protect my son, Elijah. All of our children. But if it comes down to the the Mikaelsons or the Parkers…”
“I would never ask you to choose, Katerina. Our family,” he began, approaching his wife and taking one of her hands into his. “Ours -- it holds precedence. This has begun with us.. and if history has told me anything, it’s that it will have to end with us.”
thedeadringcr:
“This city is a powder keg just waiting to explode.” she explained flatly, glancing up at her husband. “And someone just lit the match.”
“We can’t damage control what could only be described as a small army... There isn’t a family in the city that won’t have a part to play,” he commented, brow furrowing ever so slightly as he chose his next few words carefully. “Ours included.”
thedeadringcr:
The doppelganger took the envelope, raising an eyebrow before opening it. She pulled out the letter, tensing when she read those five words. Her face fell, processing it and reading on further until she couldn't anymore and she folded up the letter and put it back where it came from. “Do you think he did it?”
He paid careful attention to the expressions she wore. The way she returned the paper to its envelope, folded and without fault. “No,” he stated firmly. “The city, however...”
@thedeadringcr | ON THE BRINK OF WAR ft. KATHERINE
Between the Original’s fingers was one of the infamous envelopes, presenting it.
alexanderxclaire:
@noblebro
“The future’s open wide, beyond believing.”
“If only River’s attitude was as similarly... positive.”
river-mikaelson:
“Do you enjoy this?”
“No.” The Original’s response was flat, dry, delivered as a precursor to his closing statement; given moments before he turned to take his leave. “I never have.”
river-mikaelson:
Anger was never something River could control. Anything could set him off and once it did, his impulses took over. Talking to his father was one of those things, obviously. He really couldn’t even pinpoint the moment that he started to feel this way about Elijah, it had been so long and it definitely hadn’t been this way his whole life. He didn’t really want to know the root of the issue at this point. “I’m not doing this right now.”
“You were never one to disappoint.” It was only Elijah’s exceptions that had changed.
river-mikaelson:
“Is what we’re doing now not a conversation? I must have missed the change in definition.”
He was doing it again. Elijah could almost feel his son cutting himself off from him. “I may know of your disdain for me, but that doesn’t mean I understand it, nor will pretend to have come to terms with it. So it seems we are at an impasse.”
river-mikaelson:
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
“I know no other way to get my own son to speak to me,” the Original replied without skipping a beat, his eyes boring into the others. “That is what is wrong, hell or otherwise.”
river-mikaelson:
River laughed bitterly and pressed his lips together in a tight smile. Without thinking, he swung his fist into Elijah’s jaw, “Fuck off.”
He took a moment to ‘process what had happened’ after the boy’s fist connected with his jaw. In reality, he had anticipated the move -- encouraged it, even. “Too late, then,” he said in response to the question he had asked moments prior.