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greatestevil:
‘ you know , it's funny how often a person's sharp tongue can end up cutting their own throat . ’
“you know, out of all the people i had hoped i wouldn’t see here -- you were definitely at the top of my list,” she grumbled with a roll of her eyes. “why are you here? come to terrorize me some more?”
diedinomaha:
she agreed whole heartedly with the sentiment. she supposed technology had been changing a lot when she died, but things had exploded since she had been gone. though she needed to remind herself that she had been dead for nearly two decades. it didn’t seem that long. time in heaven passed by without a second thought. it had felt that she had only had her father back for five minutes before finding herself to be a floating spirt back on earth. “as long as i get semi-caught up for now i’ll be fine.” she was more of a reader, anyway.
“have a favorite? i like the classics too, apart from getting into a few dumb teen novels back in the day.” she liked escaping into the world of fiction where people’s problems weren’t monster related when she wasn’t researching or making a copy of the journal she had made detailing her father’s hunting experiences. “i love things that are complex, rather than girl falls in love with boy with a few supporting minor characters.”
“fair enough.” even katherine hadn’t ever gotten herself completely caught up with the new age of technology. she could handle a smart phone just fine, but computers were a completely different story -- thank goodness she didn’t really have much use for one anyway. “well, good luck with the whole getting semi-caught up thing. can’t say i’m a super tech savvy person, so even i’m not 100% caught up with this new age of technology.”
“if i had to choose -- i’ve always been a lover of to kill a mockingbird.” it wasn’t a super old book by any means, but she’d read it on a whim & found herself thoroughly enjoying it from cover to cover. “as much as i love a good love story, it’s not something i can read about all the time.” she loved a good mystery or adventure -- something that wasn’t always centered around two people falling in love.
moonshackled:
“not too keen on my own face lately. never really was the selfie type to begin with, though.” he would never admit to the mirror pics that he had during the days of myspace. “nature, mostly. stunning landscape photos were a lot easier back in colorado, but the foxes around here make for great muse.”
“lately? you’re telling me you aren’t keen on your own face all the time?” that was a concept she wasn’t entirely familiar with. “i can appreciate a good photograph of nature,” she admitted. katherine wasn’t super big on all things photography, but she could appreciate the beauty of a good picture.
ofembers:
she could agree with that. she hadn’t opened up with anybody since the demons had left her to fend for herself. it made it hard, sometimes, and with everything starting to happen in town, the need to talk to somebody about what happened her last night alive back in 2005 really weighed on her. her nightmares had nearly gotten intolerable and she knew she needed at least some sleep if she wanted any hope of helping the coroners out with less bodies in the morgue. “yeah. i don’t think anyone really wants to delve into my messy past.”
“yeah, totally understand how that is.” her past wasn’t something she shared with people very easily -- not that most people didn’t already know the story of katerina petrova & katherine pierce. she’d done so many things to keep herself alive, some of which were incredibly questionable -- some of which she’d never openly admit to being ashamed of. from losing her daughter at birth & to a damned werewolf bite, the list of things she found herself ashamed of wasn’t huge by any means, but it did house a few things. “suppose we’ll both have to get over not wanting to delve into our pasts eventually.”
demvrtel:
she seemed like a woman who didn’t need someone else’s opinion . her vibe practically screamed arrogance . tristan leaned against the door frame , eyeing her . a smirk playing at his lips . “ i’ve been told . “ he hummed , tucking his hands into his pockets . “ and obviously you do as well . “ katherine . that name was familiar . and after a moment , it came to him as to why . “ pleasure is all mine , katherine . tristan de martel . “ he pushed himself from where he was leaning and walked closer to her . “ do you happen to be the katherine who klaus mikaelson was once after ? “
eloquently dressed, charming -- surely this man had to have women swooning at his feet wherever he went. the moment ‘klaus mikaelson’ left his lips -- katherine’s interest was piqued. her darkly colored orbs remained on tristan’s features, head cocking to the side as the smallest hint of a smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. “that would be me, yes,” she confirmed with a small nod of her head. “eluded that man for over five hundred years. if that isn’t something to be proud of, i don’t know what is.” of course eluding the man for so many years had come with its own set of consequences, but she’d survived & that was all that mattered.
moonshackled:
“i really do apologize miss, i didn’t mean to be rude.” he could understand the frustration and sensing something off with her, he realized that now wasn’t a good time to be making any enemies. “i may dabble a bit. as stereotypical white girl as that makes me sound.”
“so long as your camera roll isn’t full of selfies, i think you’re fine.” katherine could appreciate a good photograph & the occasional selfie -- she was kind of obsessed with herself, so no one could blame her, could they? “what kinds of things do you take pictures of?” not that she really cared, but she was curious.
diedinomaha:
“you do have a point. i may enlist the help of a kid that knows more than me if i need to, but i think i have the basics for the moment.” they werent’ too complicated, though she knew in the end she would still have questions. knowing her way around google might be the answer to those problems, though she hadn’t delved too far into that either. her smartphone, on the other hand had quite a few mysteries left on it, but she would continue to click around on it and hope for the best. she was honestly amazed by how far technology had come.
“anyway, what books would you be caught dead reading? i’m hoping to get back into it if i ever find the time.” hunting and researching would take up most of her time for an indeterminant period, but she still needed something to unwind. catching up on pop culture would be a useful endeavor considering she was already lost with so many of the conversations she had heard, but binging on tv and movies didn’t particularly excite raisa.
technology was an ever changing thing. it amazed her just how far it had advanced in the time she’d been alive & how much it grew with every passing decade. “technology is always changing. just when you think you’ve learned all there is to learn, something new comes out & you’re back at square one.” that was something she’d learned rather early on & despite how frustrating it was initially, it was something she’d come to accept.
“i tend to stick to the classics,” she admitted. katherine wasn’t much into the new books that filled the shelves now -- always finding herself sticking to a handful of the same titles. “i’ll be honest, i mostly read the same books over & over again, rather than branch out.” her darkened hues scanned the shelves, fingers tracing over the spines of the books. “what kinds of things do you like reading?”
ofembers:
she couldn’t help but smile at the attitude. it had been her own for about a year and a half at stanford. now? she was kind of in the same boat, but for different reasons. a fling when she really needed one, but what kept her from seeing someone seriously was primarily fear of getting them dragged into her world. being honest about who she was now seemed impossible and it wasn’t fair to lie to someone trying to share their world with her. “can’t blame you there. shared decisions and compromises can be exhausting. hard to comb through the cesspool of eternal frat boys and abusers too.”
“right.” she’d almost forgotten how horrible the dating scene had become. not that she cared much, given her lack of interest in finding someone to be with. “not only that, but opening up to someone & sharing your past with them just doesn’t sound like a good time, if i’m honest.” katherine’s past was messy & complicated -- definitely not something she wanted to have to share with anyone. not that she would anyway, given how closed off of a person she truly was. her past wasn’t something she was entirely proud of, but she’d gotten this far -- & if that wasn’t something to be proud of, she didn’t know what was.
salvationstm:
lilith was like tinkerbell in a way – she needed compliments to survive . so , when her gaze matched the other woman ’ s , the hint of a smile that forced its way onto her face was a minimal reaction to the ego boost she had been given . ❝ a gal after my own heart , ❞ the demon quipped , her shy smile settling into a devious smirk in the corner of her mouth .
for a moment , she had forgotten why the two were stopped , eyes leaving the woman’s face as she quickly ducked down to grab the dior bag sat at her feet . ❝ nothing less than , ❞ lilith assured , retrieving the pale blue handbag from the newest winter collection and showing it off . ❝ thank god for whoever decided kansas needed some couture . ❞
giving out compliments wasn’t really katherine’s thing -- unless it got her what she wanted, of course. it was rare for her to actually like someone enough to compliment them & even then it was an odd thing to come by. however, this woman -- from her impeccable taste in all things designer to the way she carried herself, katherine couldn’t help herself. she could give out compliments when absolutely necessary & well, this was as good a time as any.
the handbag was better than what she’d imagined & as she admired the bag, a smile crept onto the brunette’s features. “it surely is a beauty.” katherine hadn’t had much hope for the mall upon arriving, however found herself pleasantly surprised at what it held within its walls. “had it not had some couture, i may have found myself rethinking my decision to relocate.” katherine’s head tilted in a questioning manner as she eyed the other. “what’s a beauty like yourself doing in a drab little town like this?”
demvrtel:
suit shopping wasn’t his favorite thing to do but it beat just laying around and doing nothing . and he certainly wasn’t going to allow aya or anyone else to pick out ties again . he didn’t notice the woman until he was passing by and she spoke to him . she was gorgeous . a little too gorgeous and he couldn’t help but pause in what he was focused on to only look her over . “ i’d say yay . add a pair of black shiny heels and perhaps a small silver necklace . nothing to fancy nor large . “
the dress was definitely her style & while she wasn’t typically the type to ask for another’s opinion -- he was definitely an attractive man & well, she simply couldn’t help herself. “you have impeccable taste,” the brunette commented. not that she was surprised at all, especially given his own attire. “i don’t believe we’ve met -- i’m katherine.”
caelestimortem:
this was too weird but not the first time she’s came across this . then again , her father had a habit of letting people – look like one another for a reason . it was like she was looking in a mirror . even though – she was shorter of course . “ azrael . “ she replied softly . was she going to regret asking this woman for a bit of help ? probably but the angel wasn’t use to being cut of from heaven and not being able to return when she wished . and uncle death was busy at the moment . all responsibilities landed on the youngest of the archangels .
“ we haven’t met and trust me , if we have – it wouldn’t have been pleasant . “ it was the truth . she reaped . and when it was someone’s time , she had to do what her heavenly duty was – soul harvester . azrael remained still , chin tilting up as the vampriss came closer . “ who are you again ? “
katherine was no stranger to coming across people who looked exactly like her & while she hadn’t expected to come across another, it wasn’t surprising. however, it was apparent to her that this one -- whoever she was -- hadn’t had the pleasure of coming across another who shared the same face as her. as soon as the woman had spoken her name, katherine knew she’d never met her before. in fact, she was certain she’d never even heard of her. if she was another from the petrova line, surely katherine would have heard of her, right?
“oddly enough, i could probably say the same,” she replied, a soft chuckle slipping past the brunette’s lips. it was no secret that katherine wasn’t the best doppelganger by any means -- in fact, she was probably the last one you’d want to meet, given her track record. of course that never stopped her from considering herself the best. “i’m katherine -- katherine pierce.”
katherine had spent all day shopping -- after all, it was one of her favorite things to do. she’d tried on a little black dress, one that did a fantastic job of showing off her figure & while it was cute, katherine wasn’t certain she liked it. as she stood in the mirror, spinning from time to time, trying to decide if it was really her -- she noticed another person approaching. “do me a favor -- tell me what you think of this dress,” allowing the other to take in the appearance of the dress. “yay or nay?”
moonshackled:
He wasn’t much for socialization lately, often keeping to himself outside of work unless he was absolutely yearning for a conversation; however, being rude wasn’t really in his DNA. Even if talking to the townspeople that had the life he had before Axel had turned him into a monster left him with a pitting seed of jealousy in his stomach that only seemed to grow larger. “I’m sorry were you speaking to me? I zoned out on that photo. It was pretty exciting to hear they had a photography exhibit at the gallery this week. ”
“well -- not if you aren’t going to listen,” rolling her eyes in annoyance. katherine wasn’t a very patient person, but he was cute, so perhaps she could make an exception. “yeah -- it’s real exciting. huge fan of photography, i take it?”
russojackson:
Russo was pulling down the chairs from the table to set up the bar for the lunch crowd when the door to the bar opened. He rarely locked it except when he went home at the end of the day. But it was unusual for someone to walk in at this time of day. Though a lot of things seemed to be unusual here lately. There was a lot of new faces and the bar was more crowded than it had ever been before. Which he wasn’t about to complain about. Setting down the last chair he turned to the stranger, “Sit anywhere you want. The kitchen’s not open yet but I can get you a drink and if you’re that hungry I’m sure I can figure something out. I’m not much of a cook though I’m afraid.”
katherine had been feeling a great deal out of place & while she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was that was causing her so much turmoil, she had a few ideas. between not being able to torment her favorite mystic falls gang to toning down her usual self, she just didn’t feel quite -- katherine. she was finally beginning to adjust to being a vampire once more, so perhaps it was time to fall back into her old ways? it was something she’d have to consider further, definitely. upon entering the bar, the brunette offered the male a smile -- already inching her way to the bar, yearning to have a drink in her hand. “oh darling, food won’t be necessary. pour me a drink & i’ll be set.”
ofembers:
On slower nights, it was a saving grace when Asa agreed to stick around until closing time, but tonight wasn’t one of them. Instead, Jessica’s paranoia created an alternate solution to keeping herself feeling safe alone with the last one or two patrons in the bar as the hours crept into the early morning. Slipping a bit of holy water into their next drink with a sleight of hand, she figured the silver blade in her boot and the loaded gun under the counter should otherwise keep her safe. Jessica slid the drink across the bar with a tilt of her head as she leaned back against the bar. “Nobody to go home to tonight?”
as the drink was slid across the bar, katherine took hold of the glass, simply swirling the liquid within it as she considered the female’s question. “no,” giving a shake of her head. “can’t say it truly bothers me either. while having someone around to wine & dine you is nice, i like the freedom of being able to do what i want, when i want.” katherine wasn’t good at being tied down & while she’d do it for the right person -- it wasn’t something she’d settle into so easily.
salvationstm:
the mother of demons wore an effervescent smirk across red - painted lips . just walking through the streets of devil hills , she could smell the impending doom . lilith hadn’t returned to earth very long ago , but in her short time topside , she had managed to stir up some commotion among the creatures of hell . in order to live in anonymity , lilith entered the town under a pseudonym , claimed a meat suit , and put together a semblance of a normal life : hellhounds dogs , a white picket fence , a home , a typical suburban car , it almost made her sick .
but now more than ever , appearances were everything , lilith couldn’t be caught dead in anything less than designer clothes . the original demon strutted out of the sunflower grove mall , red - bottoms clicking against the pavement , sunglasses snug against the bridge of her nose , and long arms lined with shopping bags . without realizing her helpless persona was truly taking over , the demon paused , watching as the bag on the edge slid of her hand , dropping at the feet of another . ❝ my apologies . ❞ she choked the words out , offering them a skittish smile .
katherine was never one to turn down a good shopping spree. if there was anything in this world that she liked just as much as tormenting people, shopping would be it. after all, she couldn’t very well go around dressing like elena -- how dreadful & boring. the vampire always wore the nicest & most expensive clothing money could buy -- although, it was rare she ever actually paid for anything. compulsion truly was a gift.
her shopping trip had been successful -- she’d have an entire new wardrobe within a few days if she didn’t slow down soon. katherine was lost within her own thoughts when a bag dropped at her feet, the brunette’s gaze lifting to meet the gaze of another woman. she was dressed impeccably well & that was something she appreciated. “oh sweetheart, the apology isn’t necessary -- especially considering how you’re dressed, i’m willing to bet that whatever’s in that bag is absolutely glorious,” she commented.
diedinomaha:
Maybe she was a little embarrassed to be sitting in the library next to one of the laptop rentals paging through a book titled PCs for Dummies, but it seemed like the best way for her to get caught up with technology. Otherwise she would probably have to actually stow away in the library to flip through records of the townspeople or hoping to find an old book to help her with a monster on the off chance she ran into something her father never had.
With a second cup of coffee in her hand from the local coffee shop, she pushed the second one into the middle of the long hardwood table she was sitting at to prevent any accidental spills. Maybe she could use the laptop to find a book that would help her use the smartphone that her mom had given her during her visit. After a couple of hours she felt like she had gotten the basics, but she could stand for some tips on how to narrow searches and she was fairly certain that programming was nowhere in her future.
Feeling a set of eyes on her as she flipped through the pages, she looked up and blushed a tad with a kind smile. “Gotta start somewhere when it seems technology advances have sprinted way ahead of you.”
katherine was in dire need of a distraction -- if she didn’t find something to occupy her time, she was sure she’d die of boredom. of course she knew that was a bit dramatic, but what was katherine pierce without drama? despite what others may have thought, the vampire actually found a great deal of joy in reading. it wasn’t the same kind of joy she got from manipulating others & playing games, nor did it quite match up -- but it was a close second, for sure. as she wandered aimlessly down row after row, searching for a title that’d pique her interest, she noticed a woman. the book held within her grasp brought katherine a great deal of amusement.
“sure,” she commented, giving a soft nod of her head. “although, i’ll admit, i wouldn’t be caught dead reading that book.” while technology wasn’t particularly her strong suit, she knew enough to get by. & what she didn’t know, well, she’d much rather have someone teach her as opposed to reading that dreadful book. “could always have someone teach you. i’m willing to bet there’s a nerdy kid around here that’d be more than thrilled to teach you all there is to know about technology.”