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[thegirlwholovedtooeasy]

“Does somebody want to tell me what the bloody hell has been going on?” 

Freya had told Rebekah about opening up the school to the Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted – but she hadn’t anticipated everything that would bring along with with it. The vampire had been off-the-grid for a couple of months, and returning to New Orleans was a last minute decision so she hadn’t had time to warn anyone of her imminant arrival. Nothing like a dramatic Mikaelson entrance to shake things up a bit.

[ogmom]

“Something happened to Mystic Falls, the dead have risen, and you missed one hell of a Halloween party at your brother’s home.” Seeing her youngest daughter wasn’t a shock to the witch, not given the rest of the circumstances at play. Still, for just a moment, it warmed her heart to see Rebekah, a feeling she was sure would fade the instant she became as insolent as her brother. “In true Niklaus fashion, it ended in horrendous disaster and chaos.” Before the mood can shift, she offers “You look well, Rebekah.”

[ogmom]

xvillainnic·:

“I had my reasons.” He stated, even if those reasons had been selfish. He wouldn’t bow down to her. “At least I didn’t put my own children through hell.” His tone full of resentment.

“Didn’t you though? Your daughter grew up without you, with more of an idea of who you were than anything... having to deal with the weight of everything she was... the only one of her kind to have ever been, or ever will be... having to deal with everything you’ve done... live in secret... and then you come back, and her mother dies mere feet from her... and then you, you died... and not only did you rob her of both of her parents now, but her uncle too... always and forever only applies when you feel it does. Face it Niklaus, I may have been an imperfect mother, but you are shining example of what your paranoia and carelessness can do... let’s just hope she doesn’t take out the world as a consequence of your negligence.” 

[ogmom]

grandpawolf​:

🐺 ― “Esther.” The woman whose face he once compared to a summer’s day. Her voice, to a bird’s song. Now she was just a painful reminder of where he failed. “After what we’d done to him?” Despite answering her question with another, he felt the response was more than generous. 

It was strange to hear his voice again, even stranger to hear the sound of her name on his lips again. It brought back memories of better days, one brief glimpse of happiness that was quickly over clouded by everything that came to pass. “If Mikael knew the truth, he would have killed him, you, everyone... I only ever tried to protect him.” Letting out a sigh, the witch admitted “In the end, I lost you all anyway.” 

[ogmom]

xvillainnic:

“Ha, right I should lighten up.” Klaus couldn’t help but feeling some sort of way when it came to his mother. He never thought he’d have to see her again and yet now she stood before him. “I never really liked family reunions.”

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“You should, they say stress will kill you.” If that were the case, she would have died far sooner than she did, though Klaus very well would have been her cause of death either way. “Funny, because unless I’m remembering it incorrectly, you used to dagger your siblings and carry them around in coffins so that you could pick when and where you wanted to have family reunions.”

[ogmom]

mysticbennett·:

“You’re one to talk, aren’t you,” Bonnie commented, turning to the Original witch. “I mean, you never seemed to care much when your own children died, your husband, your lover… Even yourself. But then again, most of that was all done by your own hands, wasn’t it?” she threw back, taking a sip of her champagne. If Esther wanted to throw out taunts, Bonnie could do the same. “But the difference is I still have loved ones and friends. I didn’t run everyone off in my life by trying to kill them or hating them for something I did to them.” Yet another taunt. “Well, if he’s a plastic fork and standing for all the pollution thanks to single-use plastics, it’s fairly smart.”

“Didn’t care? Didn’t care? I cared so much that I defied the laws of nature... and I paid for it. I was trying to save them every time. But you wouldn’t know anything about that, would you, Bennett witch? Trying to bring someone you loved back to you? To keep them safe at all costs?” Esther was quick to correct, fire burning in her eyes as the memory of her grief comes back. Yet, she could take it, nothing she said would be something she hadn’t heard before. “It’s lonely, but it is my cross to bare. It must be lonely, being the last Bennett witch too, isn’t it? Since your Grandmother died to help free your friends doppelganger who wasn’t even locked up in the first place...”

[ogmom]

petrovasfire·:

Katherine nearly choked on her drink when she saw the woman speaking to her. “Esther?..” She asked, recognizing the Mikaelson matriarch. Esther had a tumultuous past in relation to woman who looked like the doppelganger. 

“Katherine, it’s been far too long.” the Mikaelson offered with a smirk at watching the doppelgangers reaction. “Something tells me you didn’t garner a personal invitation either.”

[ogmom]

lockwxlf·:

“Right, Esther.” He said. “I guess everyone is back from the dead then.” It seemed as if whatever brought him back was working to bring everyone back from the dead.

“Not everyone, or the world would be over run. The real question is why we all were brought back, but there’s enough time for all of that later.” Besides, the motives of whoever, or whatever, had brought them back was a subject she wasn’t drunk enough for at the moment. "Happy Halloween, Lockwood."

[ogmom]

xvillainnic·:

Klaus let out a small, humorless laugh. “Did the devil get bored with you?” The anger at seeing her was growing inside of him.

“Sensitive, are we?” the witch asked dryly, setting down her glass. “It’s a party, Niklaus, you really should lighten up.”

[ogmom]

deadtraveler·:

🃏 ― “That sounds like a threat,” the Traveler mused before chipping a piece of cookie off with his teeth. Taking his ire out on someone he could only assume hardly warranted it. A breath later, he tried again. “Forgive me. I meant not to offend. Are you familiar with the Mikaelsons?” 

“Not a threat, more of a promise of misery and grief that will last centuries.” Her experience wasn’t a rare occurrence, as she had watched from the other side as her family systematically ruined the lives of countless others, her own son earning the title of the great evil. How dramatic. Grabbing one of the treats and lifting it from the table, she nods once to his question. “No offense taken, and I’m quite familiar.”

[ogmom]

lockwxlf·:

“You can say that.” Tyler had paid attention as to who was talking to him so he was a little taken aback when he turned his head. “Wait, are you… you’re mama Klaus.”

Rolling her eyes at the mention of her middle child, the witch finished her drink before setting down her glass “Esther. My name is Esther.”

[xvillainnic]

“Here all this time I have been thinking I came back to the land of the living. If you’re here I guess I really am just in hell.”

@ogmom

[ogmom]

“Oh believe me, life and death since the moment you’ve been born Niklaus has been nothing but hell for me as well.”

[secretlegacy]

📷 ― “I’m going to focus on having a good time, and that’s that on that.” Her life was in shambles. Legally dead, eternally cursed, and with no clear path to dig her sad self out of it. The whole thing was kind of freeing― after she got over the existential dread. “Come. I’ll get you a drink.” 

[ogmom]

“Seems like an achievable goal, hope it works out in your favor.” It was comforting to spend time in the presence of someone who wasn’t an actual child or one of the monstrous plague of vampires in this city. Besides, she could respect a little fire in someone, especially when they weren’t annoyingly positive. “Well, if you insist.”

[lockwxlf]

Tyler was sipping on his drink as he watched everyone having a good time. Was he feeling sorry for himself? Yes to some extent. He had died. He hadn’t expected his friends to morn him forever of course, but he needed some time to get over the fact Bonnie had looked past everything Damon had done (including killing him). “I’m debating on getting two drunk to remember this party or just giving up and leaving now.”

[ogmom]

“Not in the Halloween spirit?” Considering his relationship with her son, she’s surprised he even showed up. Then again, the former residents of Mystic Falls did seem to have some sort of bond among themselves, drama and trauma be damned.

[mysticbennett]

“I didn’t pick a specific goddess to be. I just figured in general I am a goddess, so why not remind everyone of that,” Bonnie declared, gesturing to her crown. “Besides, choosing just one goddess is too hard when I clearly embody all of them,” she added jokingly. “So what is the worst costume you have seen today? Because I saw someone who said they were the poop emoji and they were just dressed all in brown with fake poop glued to them.”

[ogmom]

“Well, I’m glad to see everything that’s happened over the past few decades hasn’t cost you your confidence.” Bennett witches were nothing if not confident, and more often than not a pain in her side, so she had no hard feelings speaking her mind on this occasion. “Most people lose that after there parents, friends, loved ones, and they themselves die.” As if she hadn’t just talked about the loss of important people in the others life, she waves over in a general direction amongst the masses of people. “Probably the student dressed as a fork that keeps repeating ‘I’m trash’“ 

[petrovasfire]

Upon arriving at the party Katherine made her way straight towards the drinks, scoping out the room and it’s guests as she walked by. “A Mystic Falls party with some New Orleans flair, should be interesting.” She muttered before she sipped her drink. Did she actually receive an invitation from Alaric’s daughter? Debatable. But she wasn’t about to miss out on all the fun. 

[ogmom]

Whenever she entered the event, Esther Mikaelson was able to stay as inconspicuous as she’d hoped she would. Whether it was the hat, the sheer number of people in attendance, or the alcohol, she wasn’t sure, but she had no intentions on complaining. Stepping over toward the beverage table, she skipped over the softer options for something that with more grit to it. There is a familiar voice that makes her pause before grabbing her drink and looking over. She’d know that face anywhere, even if she didn’t know which name was attached to it this go-around. “Certainly won’t be boring.”

[deadtraveler]

🃏 ― A hallow celebration hosted by Lizzie Saltzman ― the girl he’d met in the courtyard ― and sponsored by Klaus’s family. There was no chance the Traveler was going to pass it up. Whatever their connection was, he sought to uncover it. All it took was donning a cheap costume and attending the party. He snatched a brightly-decorated cookie off a tray. “The Mikaelson Mansion,” he mused aloud, directly referencing the invite.

[ogmom]

Over the centuries the celebrations of fall across cultures had changed, traditions shifting in some areas while being held strongly in others. As a girl, she’d once celebrated the harvest with her sister and her family, now she was dressed up in an iconic depiction of what the world thought witches were, sipping at her drink that clearly isn’t strong enough for this. She’s moving to get a bite off of one of the trays when she hears someone mention the name of the party’s venue, and she can’t help but remark “That is the name, I wouldn’t wear it out.” Or say the family name too loudly, as more often than not it turned out to be a curse these days.

[ogmom]

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