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{ S I M I L A R F A C E }
Tatiana stared at the young man. He had grown so much since she’d seen him. “Ari,” she breathed, as she looked at him tenderly. “I understand that, but I really need to speak with him..”
Ari looked at Tatiana and the tender look she gave him. He was still feeling childish about not letting her see his father. "He is not home. He had business to attend to and asked not to be disturbed so even so Tatiana I cannot tell you where he is."
Yes. It has been a long time. Last I saw you I was still a boy.
{ S I M I L A R F A C E }
Katherine chuckled looking at the other. “Aren’t you a bad little vampire.” She smiled and her hand started bleeding, human blood. “Well…do you want some?” She said pushing her hand towards him.
Ari looked at Katherine like she was stupid, which she had to be if she thought he was a vampire. With a wave of his hand he used magic to throw her through the wall. "How my father could care for somebody as dense as you bewilders me. If I was a vampire could I do magic? Do not answer that because it is... rhetorical and it is clear that something utterly stupid will fall out from your mouth."
{ S I M I L A R F A C E }
"Father?" Katherine looked surprised. "I didn’t know Elijah had a son." She shrugged. "And if his not here then I’ll just wait till he his." She walked in and passed the boy and walked into the living room, pouring herself a drink.
Ari's hand shot up and all the alcohol in the house evaporated. "Get out," he ordered. "This is not your home and if you did not know he had a son nor that he was married then you are a clueless whore," he said as he stood. Waving his hand again the hand heated up until it exploded in her hand. "And you are not welcome while my father and uncle are out."
{ S I M I L A R F A C E }
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Ari's jaw set as he looked at the familiar face of the women who had hurt his father. Crossing his arms at where he was sitting he gave her a chilled smile. "My father is not here and not interested in what you have to say. My suggestion would be you no longer waste his time," he said firmly. "As you have hurt him before and I shall not let my father be hurt once more."
{ W I T C H E S }
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Ari could tell there was a strong witch near him, strong enough he took notice. The male turned to see the source just standing there. "My father is not here and my uncle is out as well as my aunt. Can I help you?" he asked as he turned fully to them, the pot he had been making float slowly setting itself on the table.
{ V A M P I R E S }
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Ari looked at the vampire before him, tilting his head to the side in a childish manner. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. "So which family member of mine is the start of your line?" he asked, completely curious. If one of his uncles or his aunt were to die would the vampire die or wouldn't they? He was curious.
{ L I T T L E B A T }
Harry nearly dropped her pot as she looked over the young man standing in front of her. “Sir won’t be home for several hours. Why are you looking for him?” Her tone may not have hostile but it was nearly as hospitable as she normally would be.
Ari stopped and his hand snapped, the pot floating so it did not stop. "He's my father," he told her. "When he was human." She looked familiar, something about her reminded him of his uncle Kol. "I have been trying to find him."
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This didn’t surprise him. “She realized her mistake the moment she created us and ruined our lives,” he answered and slid his hands into his pockets as he listened to him. He considered the man in front of him before walking toward the sitting area, assuming that Ari was following him. He couldn’t believe this was happening and wondered idly what karmic deity he had pleased that offered him this reward. He refused to thank his mother — his mother had caused all of this.
He listened to his sons words and when he said that, he nearly lost control of all of his emotions. Elijah reached up and placed his hands on Ari’s that cradled his face. “Now we have nothing but time.”
"As she should have. She told me when I was brought back that I had your patience and rage," Ari said. He turned and followed his father, trailing behind him as he did so many times before. This body he had grown into, learned new things. Even though he was ten when his grandmother had brought her back he would be eleven or twelve by now. Two years of wandering, trying to find his father had paid off.
Ari sat down and smiled a little at him. "We do. Well, as much as I can get with you. I wasn't brought back and made into a vampire like you uncle, Nik, Finn, Kol and aunt Rebekah. I have learned magic
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Can I help you?
Uncle Finn, it has been a long time.
Reuniting
Elijah felt old; he had felt old from the day he was born and it was such a shitty metaphor but he did. He felt even more so now, looking into the eyes of his son. And they were his own eyes, eyes that he had taught how to walk and how to speak, how to do many things. Hunt, fish, spar. And here he was in front of him after centuries of missing him and feeling guilt over his death.
He exhaled a little bit and listened to him talk, reaching out to touch his face again. “Hmm, bless mother,” he replied quietly and grinned at him. “I am very slow to believing I have done something to deserve your return,” he commented softly. “But I am glad to see you. I have missed you.”
"She refused to do it for years. While she was on the other side then when she was brought back. It took making her look psychotic before she brought me back said, distaste in his mouth. She had been a hassle and she had owed him what he wanted since her husband had murdered him under her wishes. A thousand years of rage that had buried itself in his heart had not been stated until this moment when he finally could see his father.
"You are my father, our time was short. What happened should have not happened. I have spent a thousand years trying to get back to you, so you are not alone," Ari said, looking at his father. He smiled again at him and placed his hands on his cheeks, cupping his face. "I have missed you too."
Uncle Nik
Klaus was interrupted from his feeding by the maid telling him someone was at the door, and that she had let them in. Considering the home was in her name as to not let vampires intrude, the fact that this visitor was human intrigued him, and he made his way into the foyer, looking at the stranger who seemed vaguely familiar. His eyes washed over the man as he wiped his mouth clean of blood, and they widened when the other spoke. Shock pulses through the hybrid; who could this be? Only his family knew what he looked like when he was human and only his family spoke to him in Old Norse. He steps forward more, narrowing his eyes at the man. “…Who are you?” He questions, his body a bit tense as he continues to look over the other.
Ari looked at him as he entered, watching his uncle wipe his mouth clean of blood. He knew that he looked different, he always looked different it seemed. But that was not his fault and he doubted that if he even looked like his ten year old self that Niklaus would remember him. "Ari. I don't look the same as the last time you saw me. I was ten then and dead," he told him. He knew his uncle had seen his body, his father didn't exactly let him go when he had come through.
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Elijah still wasn’t sure he deserved such a gift — this was a gift that was bestowed upon people who had done something good with their lives. He hadn’t done much of anything with his, spending his time in servitude of his brother and sister, taking care of and cleaning up their messes. What could have surely done to deserve to have his only child return to him. He pulled back and slid his hands against the man’s cheeks, seeing the child in his eyes; the boy he had doted upon all those years ago.
“I don’t even have words,” he said quietly and looked at him, still holding his face in his hands. Elijah’s marriage to his mother had been one of convenience and friendship more than love, but they had both loved him with all they had. He knew that his mother would have been incredibly upset to know what he had become. “How are you here?”
Ari looked at his father as he pulled back from the hug. He had an aged look to him, as if the years had gotten to him. But he was still his father, that was clear. There was nobody in the world who could change what his father looked like because Ari would always remember him. He knew what to expect with his father, knew he would have questions for him. So he was prepared to answer them.
"It has been a long time" he said, smiling a tad. At his question the young male grinned. "Grandmother. It took years to do. When she had brought back I followed her around, tormented her a little before she brought me back. She had told me that I wouldn't be brought in my original body or how I had looked but rather how I would have been if I had grown."
{ D A M O N }
Damon had just come out of the house, leaving Elijah inside to chatter with the witches. It wasn’t Damon’s thing, he respected witches and all but… just not his thing. He slid his hands into his pockets and had started walking when a heavy accent stopped him. He turned his head to look at the male then gave him a confused look. “Elijah?” He turned half way and pointed to the house he just came out of. “Lives there, but he’s in a meeting right now - can I be of any help?” Since he was, in a way Elijah’s right hand man… for the moment.
Ari looked at the house then at the male, then back at the house. "In there?" He asked before he looked at him again. "Elijah is my father," he told him. "I've been tracking him for some time. Always miss him." He doubted that his father was going to leave this time so he could wait to see him, have his time alone with his father and tell him how he came back.
{ L I T T L E B A T }
Ari looked around, finding a young woman standing. "Excuse me, do you know a man named Elijah? I am looking for him." he asked.
{ G W E N }
He seemed like a child placed in a grown man’s body, the way he was lost. It wasn’t just that, but his eyes were childish. You could read a person by their eyes and his were sad and childish. An entire story to be told if the time allowed. Gwen had an urge to help, but also nurture. “New Orleans. French Quarter. Anybody in particular tha’ I can help you find, sweetheart?”
New Orleans. That explained what the paper was trying to tell him. Old Norse was hard to translate to English it seemed. "Ah, I'm looking for a man named Elijah. I think by now his last name would be Mikaelson," he told her. "Do you know where I could find him?" He hoped that she could help, or at least could tell him somebody who did know his father.
