“What, Nora?”
“Stop. Breathe. Let me help.”

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“What, Nora?”
“Stop. Breathe. Let me help.”
“Unknown to you. But they’re there.”
“Are you doing this on purpose?”
“A little bit of both, probably.”
“Well?”
“Is this the part where you tell me to stay away from you because you’re bad news?”
“I hate this town.”
“Sawyer....”
“It’s cute, I’ll give you that. But I’m the last person you should ever worry about.”
“Ugh. I’m not cute. Puppies are cute. Why is that? Because you think you don’t deserve it or because you think you can handle anything that’s thrown at you without thinking twice?”
Grey shrugged his shoulders. He wasn’t worried about the Mikaelsons and Marcel coming together. There was too much distrust between them right now. “Pulling them to his side would take a lot of time and I don’t see it happening right now. Too much bad blood.” He smiled and laughed at her next question. “Well, according to rumor, yes.”
Nora’s full attention was now on the man that was sitting before him. Her hands subconsciously went out for the grimoire in his possession. “Just how much do you really know about them? Curiosity of course.” Cocking her brow slowly, her foot tapping out the slow beat of her anxiety. “According to rumor? You don’t know if you were a witch or not? How old are you?”
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Who will care for the falling? Who would care for the falling?
“I won’t deny it. Nah, Nora, I’m fine. You can wipe that worry look off your face.”
“Look? What look? No look. Just, wow -- I suck at lying. Alright, when the city started blowing up, I’ll admit I may have been a little worried about you. Happy?”
“Because there are losses and wins in a war. You should be concerned about the wins.”
“And right now, those are?”
My reputation isn’t as prominent in the city as it used to be, unfortunately, so I have no knowledge of the current situation. And I’ve heard that the police are trying their best to make sure the citizens know as least as possible so panic wouldn’t ensue.
“The police in this town are a joke. I think we both know that. No need for pretenses. Your reputation is prominent enough -- I mean, we were all well aware the moment you stepped for into this city. Even if people don’t panic, they are going to get hurt. I thought you were the logical, caring brother? Or was your reputation misleading?”
"All subjective," he said dismissively. "Yes and I’ve experienced what yours can do to mine. Witches aren’t solely innocent beings either." Grey sat back, relaxing some. "You don’t, but it’s not. I think you need to be brought up to speed, love. Marcel’s grip on the coven in this city is slipping. But I don’t care if you practice or not. I’ve got other witches for that. It’s a shame he feels so negatively towards them, though. Magic is such an interesting subject."
“Maybe so, but that doesn’t change anything.” The woman’s eyes were locked now on Grey, her fingers tapping the table in an attempt to release her tension. “Marcel’s grip is only slipping because it’s been chaos ever since the Mikaelsons showed up in town. If he can manage to pull them completely to his side, we’re utterly screwed.” Despite her bitter tone, she relaxed enough to lower her hand to her lap. “Alright. I’ll bite. Were you a witch before you were turned?”
“Isn’t enough warning after a night in the cold with cellmates wanting to warm you up?" Waggling her eyebrows, Victoria relished in the mental picture of those teenagers spending the night in the station. She’d personally retard their rights for a phone call just so it would take more time for mommy and daddy to pick them up. "Maybe I should do that if she pisses me off a second time," she growled quietly, not really patient with teenagers. Not patient with anyone.
“I’ll pass on the offer, but you could always spread it around and see who would be all for it.” Running her tongue over her lower lip, Nora glanced up to look over Victoria for a long moment. She swallowed hard and then lowered her voice to barely above a whisper. Evidently the redhead was feeling rather brave at the moment -- who knows where in the hell that came from. “Or you could always just drain her of her blood.”
“Nah, I ain’t got nothing to do but wait for the next attack on my people. Are you okay? Were you in the middle of it?”
“Spoken like someone who has had to fight for far too long. I’m fine, I wasn’t in the middle of it, but I saw enough. Sophie lost her bar. You didn’t answer me. Are you hurt?”
“Little Nora, I know you are young, but you have to work on not sounding it.”
“No -- don’t call me that again. How does being concerned over people’s lives make me sound young? Okay. I get it, supposed to not care and shut all of that off as you get old and cynical, but these are innocent people i’m talking about here. People that have no place losing anything when it comes to our problems.”
“What do you need? Be quick about it.”
“I’m s-sorry... are you busy? I just wanted to see if you were okay. With half the city on fire and all...”