He Is A Weapon

he is a weapon, a killer. do not forget it. you can use a spear as a walking stick but that will not change it's nature.

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kendraxclaire:

“ Maybe that’s why New Orleans just wasn’t for her, too much chaos and not enough nice. ” Kendra knew you had to have a strong stomach to withstand all the things that happened in this city, and it was hardly a suitable environment to raise a little boy. “ Was? ” she raised an eyebrow at her question, more so in a curious way and less so I’m going to kill you if you hurt her way. Kendra couldn’t imagine how many in their coven disagreed with aligning with Klaus, but she hoped that she could show them that it wasn’t such a bad decision. “ So when are you going back to Russia? ” she nodded in response to his statement before leading him to her small apartment. “ It isn’t much, ” Kendra explained as she moved to unlock the door, she’d chosen to temporarily move out of the house she shared with Klaus and his siblings. Without them there it was just too… Eerie, and constant reminders of her loss were around every corner. “ But it’ll do for now. ” the blonde stated with a gentle sigh as she opened the door.

“At least she’s happy now, settled down with a family and a career she loves,” he smirked, he and Alex had become incredibly close over the last four years, “She deserved her happy ending.” He nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable discussing the failure of his relationship with Davina’s older sister. “It was amicable,” he cleared his throat, “We’re still friends.” That’s all he really wanted to say. It was hard to explain how he just couldn’t reciprocate Davina’s feelings because his own have been slowly numbing for years. “Sooner rather than later with any luck,” he followed her to her apartment. He stepped into the apartment, a large difference from the compound where the blonde use to live. “It’s only temporary after all,” he crossed his arms, looking around her apartment, “I need to know what happened. I know it might be hard for you, but I need to know everything that happened.”

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12144enzo:

“I think that’s something Gabriel earned…” Klaus hadn’t picked Gabriel as representative for the wolves for no reason and apparently when he had been there, Gabriel had come true on the promise the hybrid had seen in him. “I was bloody well on my way to ending up dead… trust me, I know. Even when that day is kind of a haze.” He did remember the hallucinations though. He did remember how sick he had felt. “And I know he’s impressive…”, Enzo smiled. “I’ve known for a few years already.” Maybe for a different reason than Klaus, but there was a reason he had stood by Gabriel’s side if the wolf needed that. “Ah… family problems back home… and hey… the war zone isn’t as bad as it was years ago. I just don’t know how long that’s going to last.” He didn’t want any part of it, but that didn’t mean he was unable to read the signs about what was going on. “Runa… lovely name, I have to say. Your brother thinks he has a say in what she is doing?”

“That’s what I’m saying, Gabriel proved he knew his shit and got an in with the most exclusive little club,” to his knowledge, Klaus’s most trusted included Kendra, Evelyn, Gabriel and Slade. Though trusted should be used lightly, it had a different meaning when it came to Klaus. “Awe,” he smirked at Enzo’s sentiment, “I see that star crossed lover’s flame is still very much alive.” Ivan gave a small scoff. He didn’t even introduce Runa to the rest of his family. She wasn’t just an outsider, she was his arranged wife to be. Just one of those things he didn’t feel like dealing with yet, especially after Sasha’s reaction. “Probably not very long. My coven doesn’t send me for diplomacy,” he admitted, giving a small shrug. It wasn’t like Marcel didn’t already know he was here to fuck up his shit. “It’s Nordic, she’s not from my coven. And she is lovely, she’s very driven, kind of mirrors my willingness to do anything for our people. My brother thinks he has a say in what I’m doing. He doesn’t think this marriage is a good idea.”

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heirofthelabonair:

“It’s sad that it took a coven from across the world to do what should’ve been done, but nevertheless I’m grateful. As far as his highness is concerned, your actions caused the vampires an inconvenience and therefor is unforgivable.” Gabriel scoffs while angrily looking the other direction, it turned his stomach to know that in order to be in New Orleans he had to deal with that bastard. “Wow it’s been a while since I could share this frustration with someone, it really is nice having you back.” It was hard to believe that four years had passed since the last Ivan and Gabriel spoke. Time passes pretty smoothly when there’s no bloodshed and constant war in the city – though that was sure to change soon enough. In response to the witch’s comment about stripping down to remove all of his concealed weapons, a devious smile appears upon his face. “Well, I knew there was a chance – that may or may not have played a part in why I chose this place. Not like it’s anything I haven’t seen before.” Clearly he was joking, this bar was chosen to ensure their anonymity from Marcel’s watch. As the two entered the establishment, Gabriel gives Ivan an exaggerated face to imply he was offended that the witch even thought to ask. “I wouldn’t want you to stay in the quarter anyway, but you know you always are welcome with us down at the bayou. Though, you’ll be happy to hear I have my own place so you and your plus one can crash. I assume it’s your brother Sasha?” With this, he orders them both some drinks to start the night – making sure they’re both seated and comfortable before getting down to seriousness. “Ok so, now you can tell me what you’re doing down here and what’s going on. You aren’t the type to fly across the globe for a staycation.”

“I knew you still thought about me naked,” he just couldn’t damn well help himself around Gabriel. They had been casual, good friends over blossoming lovers. He didn’t feel... inadequate like he had with Davina, unable to return her feelings. “Yeah, Marcel wasted no time in making sure I knew this city was his,” he rolled his eyes slightly, settling into his seat. When Gabriel asked if the other people staying with him was his brother, Ivan just cleared his throat. Gabriel was one of Davina’s best friends, meaning he would have to count Gabriel trusting Ivan enough to tell Davina before he did. “Sasha stayed behind this time,” Ivan pulled up his phone, his thumb flicking along a screen of pictures, “He’s a family man now.” With those words, the witch slid the phone across the table to show his friend a picture of a four year old with blue eyes and mousy brown hair sitting in his mother’s lap. “Can’t risking leaving Andre without a father, you know?” he gave a small smile, being able to remember how Sasha looked holding his son for the first time. “It would actually be me and my, uh, -- Runa. My fiance,” well that could’ve been at least a tad more graceful coming out. He looked around him, knowing he trusted Gabriel enough to trust this place was safe. “Kendra called Alex,” he bowed his head a little, taking his phone back, “My coven honors our alliances and we have one with Klaus.”

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heirofthelabonair:

“Never. The night I met you was one of the happiest of my life, your coven did what I thought was impossible for a long time so I’ll never forget.” The wolf replies honestly, despite whatever inner-pack turmoil and politics there may be he would never take for granted that it was Alex who broke the curse along with Ivan and his brother. “But on a less serious note you are a pretty good kisser too.” He nudges the witch with a laugh before hopping into the car, where they drove to the 9th ward – witch territory. After parking, Gabriel takes a moment to explain. “This bar belongs to a witch who pretty much extorted a vampire in Marcel’s crew that owes her, in exchange for whatever favor she provided this place stays off of Marcel’s radar and free from vampire raids and harassment. On one condition.” He places a cautionary hand on Ivan’s shoulder “No weapons or violence is tolerated. So leave the bow and whatever else you have hidden.”

“It was time. Marcel can say we disturbed the peace all he wants to, someone had to step in and help your pack. And those witches? Sacrificing teenage girls? Yeah, someone had to step in. Marcel wasn’t running a city, he was throwing a party,” leave it to Gabriel to get all that frustration out of him. At the comment on his kissing, Ivan just smirked and looked down on the ground. Keep the flirting to a minimum, Ivan. He had to remind himself of that. They drove in a comfortable silence, Ivan’s eyes softly close as the jet leg started to set in. One eye opened as Gabriel explained the bar and Ivan looked out the window to the building. “You realize that I’d probably have to strip down naked to get rid of all the weapons I have hidden on me, right?” he set his bow in Gabriel’s back seat and then gave a sigh. It was definitely a slight exaggeration but it did take a moment and the shedding of his jacket to pull out the five other blades he had on him. “The show stops here I’m afraid,” he smiled wide at Gabriel as he got out of the car. “I actually needed to talk to you,” he cleared his throat as he held the door for the werewolf, “It’s safe to say Marcel doesn’t want me in the Quarter. I was hoping to stay in the swamp while I’m here...Well, me and one other.”

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12144enzo:

“I know. I’m very grateful for it.”, he winked. He hadn’t always… without that rapid healing system, he would have been far less interesting for the Augustines, after all. But he did like the whole staying young forever. He shook his head. “I know how I feel about matters, mate. I’m not going to change that anymore.” Although he had changed. By living here, by making friends, by meeting Gabriel… he wasn’t the man from the cell anymore. “I was bitten by a werewolf, he stood up for me, got me to Klaus and helped me get the cure, even when I had broken a few rules here and there.” He hadn’t been sure how Klaus would have reacted on him alone. Or if he would even have known where to look for a cure. “You brought her here? Some kind of pre honeymoon? New Orleans is lovely in this time of the year.”, he laughed, mocking a bit. “I’m not completely sure what to think about your family if you decide a supernatural time bomb is a better place for her than your home.”, he winked.

“You’re lucky, not just that Gabriel cared but that Klaus cared about Gabriel,” Ivan pointed out what was probably obvious, “You both could’ve ended up very much dead. I don’t think he ever realized just how much power he had, Gabriel I mean. Klaus respected him, listened to his opinions, trusted him even. You are a very, very lucky man, Enzo. It takes more than charming smile and nice ass to win Klaus over, making Gabriel pretty fucking impressive.” Ivan laughed a little, a short chuckle of sorts when Enzo questioned his decision to bring Runa here. If he knew just how they got engaged, it would only seem more bizarre. “Well... it’s a long story but I trust that Runa would prefer to be in this war zone than around my brother right now,” he gave a half smirk, “He wasn’t thrilled about this to say the least.”

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12144enzo:

“Yes, yes… you have the memory of a twenty something year old and mine should be a bit more deteriorated by now.”, he winked. “Which it is not, for your information.” He nodded. It made him glad to know there were people looking out for others, even when he doubted that wouldn’t bring much in a life or death situation. “You’d think the same if you saw your best and only friend leave you to die in a fire, mate…” But then he smiled. “Gabriel already saved my life once. I know he’s looking out for me. Even when we broke up as a result of that…” Or maybe as a result of what he had done to endanger his life in the first place. “Thank you…”, he needed to add though. “Congratulations then… I assume this will be a short visit then, with a betrothed back home? I can’t imagine you brought her with you to this place?”

“Your rapid healing is what’s preventing it,” he joked, surprisingly not minding the vampire. “Well, it’s never too late to change the way you view life,” the witch shrugged a little, wondering just what happened between Enzo and this friend of his, “Especially when you’re a vampire with all the time in the world. What did Gabriel do?” He was curious, just how a werewolf saved a vampire’s life. Now love was love, that much was true but he would’ve never imagined for a werewolf and vampire to fall in love the way these two had. “She’s here with him,” he announced, clearing his throat, “It’s a new engagement and I couldn’t just leave her back home alone with my family like that. Not a good way to start off a relationship.”

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12144enzo:

 “I’m not jumping to any conclusions, mate… it just explains to me why you would have remembered me after talking about two or three times.” It’s not like they had such an elaborate relationship, all those years ago. “He seems to…”, he answered with the small smile he still couldn’t suppress when he was talking about Gabriel. It wasn’t as bad as in the beginning, but he still enjoyed being around the wolf, having someone in his life he could trust on, most of the time. “It’s not that obvious to everyone, mate… trust me. I’ve learned to mostly count on myself these days… which is why what you’re saying is a pleasant surprise.” He raised his eyebrows at the confession of the witch. “I have no bloody clue if I should congratulate you or pity you right now…”

“I remember almost everyone. Remember? My brain hasn’t started to waiver yet,” he cleared his throat a little and offered a shrug to the vampire. At the man’s smile, Ivan had to hold back from rolling his eyes. Seems star-crossed love still bloomed here. “You should absolutely always count on yourself,” the brunette confirmed, “But that doesn’t mean there aren’t other people in the world that might be looking out for you. Gabriel is and if I could prevent him hurting because something happened to you, I would.” Enzo’s reaction to the new of his engagement was more amusing than he thought it would be. “No need to pity,” he chuckled, “I volunteered for this.”

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mattdonovanatwar:

Matt shrugged his shoulders. “I guess it’s better to be afraid of something that doesn’t really exist than to be afraid of something that does. They kinda like to scare themselves by watching all of it, but they don’t wanna deal with the whole nightmare thing if they would really start to think that this whole crap could be real.” He paused for a moment. And maybe that was kinda better too. He didn’t really wanna deal with having to keep the humans in check too. It was already hard enough to keep those vampires from harming people. And he had already seen how hard it was to explain to people that his friends were vampires, but not the bad ones. “I guess there shouldn’t be a king at all. There is a mayor, this country has a president. Why would we wanna have a King in this city? Because no one can behave without one?” He raised his eyebrows and shook his head. “I mean, yeah, a kinda meeting between people from all groups might be great, but why a king?” He paused for a moment and then he licked his lips. “I never really did it myself and I hope I won’t have to.”

“Well that’s just the thing, humans immediately jump to fear of the unexplained,” he pointed out, fingers rubbing over his chin, “I can understand, here are these supernatural species that have the power to hurt or kill at will. But historically, humans jump to their conclusions before that is decided. Look at all the people hung or burned for heresy after just being accused of witchcraft.” The witch gave a small nod, a smirk starting to appear on his lips, “I do believe our kind should be governed, regulated. I just don’t believe putting a vampire who only cares about making things good for vampires or a hybrid with wide spread reputation for evil are the ones that should be in charge.” Witch a soft sigh, Ivan knew he had to give some credit where credit was due, “The only thing Klaus got right, and I can’t believe I’m even saying this, was bringing together those leaders. The only problem was I doubt he actually cared what they had to say.” Ivan didn’t like the idea of unnecessarily dead humans, didn’t like the idea of not getting retribution, “I hope you won’t have to either.”

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First Contact;Charles&Ivan

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cvalenti:

“Finally.” Charles hopped off the headstone then looked around when he commented on the power. “I suppose so.” He shrugged a shoulder. “Did you bring anything that belonged to them? It won’t work without it.” He went to inspect the group nearby and growled a little to himself when it seemed like it wasn’t going to be broken up any time soon. “Hey! I’ll give you twenty bucks if you move on.” Charles waved the note at them, it worked and soon enough they had complete privacy. 

“What? You’d rather we be ratted out?” He grinned at the other witch and lit the candles that were placed in a circle then hopped in the middle of it, holding his hand out for the object. “The ancestors will definitely not approve of this and there might be a bit of interference.”

“You try finding anything in the Abattoir with the state it’s in right now,” he sighed, pulling out hair brush, “I had to figure out which room was hers but here it is. Trust me, this was touched. The vampire I’m looking for... well, let’s just say she never failed to keep herself presentable.” He held out the brush to the other witch, a possible necromancer if he could actually pull this off.

“My life has already been threatened for just standing nearby the Quarter,” he gave a light laugh, “Guess Marcel is not welcoming to all. And I’d rather him not know that I’m searching for this woman.” Ivan placed the handle of the brush in Charles’s hand, bringing his hand up afterwards to scratch the back of his neck. “Bright it on,” the witch never backed down, “this is more important than their pettiness.”

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First Contact;Charles&Ivan

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cvalenti:

As cliche as it seemed, the cemetery was actually the perfect place to help Charles channel his magic, it was full of the dead after all but he had to do it under the cover of night as out in the open and during the day meant that more questions would be asked. After a few hours sleep, he was feeling more refreshed than he had been this morning so Charles grabbed whatever was needed and slowly made his way out of his place, through the Quarter and towards the cemetery.

Once he was at the gates, Charles took a look over his shoulder before moving inside and setting up camp on the far side. He could still hear a small gathering of people nearby whether it was just a bunch of teenagers, tourists or whatever, he still needed to be careful. “Come on, where is he?” He checked his watched then perched himself on a nearby headstone.

@spellbindingcrusader

He wasted no time in his goal to try and gather as many allies as he could for their fight against not just Marcel but possibly one of the most powerful witches they could face. There was no way they could win with four witches and a handful of werewolves. To his knowledge, there wasn’t even a hybrid left to back them when there was an army the first time they took Finn out of commission. They needed to be smart and they needed to at least try to find Evelyn. She was Klaus’s right hand, a ride or die type for the Original hybrid. She was also one of the oldest vampires that lived in the city, meaning she was stronger and faster than even Marcel. He had seen her in action once and knew that it was better to have her on their side. It wasn’t a comfortable feeling, wanting to use someone like a weapon but he had a feeling that if she was still alive, she’d be angry enough to not care.

“He’s right here,” the witch announced as he walked up to Charles, eyeing his setup. There was no telling if this would even work, if this witch was actually able to do the tricks he peddled in this shop. “This is a great place,” he slid his hands into his pocket and looked around, “Even I can feel the power here and I have no link to the ancestors.”

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mattdonovanatwar:

Matt took a deep breath. “Yeah…” He swallowed and he cocked his head. “I know that telling them is not really gonna work. I mean, it will probably lead to a huge war and a huge mess and more people are gonna die…” But sometimes it seemed so much easier than protecting them from something they didn’t even know was out there. “So don’t worry, I’m not gonna spill the secret.” He shook his head. “I’m not gonna be the one blowing up the peace here.” He was gonna be the one trying to make sure it wouldn’t explode at all. “So, who do you think should be king then?” Matt wondered if there was any king who wouldn’t be challenged in New Orleans. Because there was no way there would be a king capable of controlling them all. “We’ll come up with some kinda explanation. An animal attack, something else. It doesn’t really matter. We’re the police and somehow the humans trust us to tell the truth.” His lips were forming a straight line and he sighed. “It’s the thing I hate most…”

“It’s unfortunate that humans tell themselves that this kind of stuff doesn’t exist,” he shook his head, “I mean, think about it. All these stories and movies and television shows about ghosts and witches, werewolves and vampire and no humans question where all this lore comes from? It genuinely puzzles me. Sometimes it’s like they want to believe in this stuff but I don’t think many humans could handle it if they found out the truth. I mean, how did you react when you found out all this stuff was real?” He was genuinely curious at this point, it was something he wondered about often. “It doesn’t really matter what I think, this isn’t my home. What do you think?” he kept questioning the human in front of him but it was only because he was wanted to hear it from someone who actually lived here, “Where I live, it’s not like this. It’s not perfect but we have a generally okay relationship with the vampires, their leader has even been invited to our coven meetings and parties.” Ivan wasn’t sure what to think about the cops covering up murderers. Sure, it was probably necessary to keep the humans in the dark and the tiniest bit safer. “Well let’s hope you don’t have to do that often,” he said showing the human his own brand of support.

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cvalenti:

“A vampire…” Charles eyed the cash in his hand and thought about it. “Meet me tonight at Lafayette Cemetery, bring something that belonged to this vampire, anything will do as long as you know it’s been touched by them.” Then his hand came out for the cash. Charles needed a few hours to sleep mostly to get his magic to work properly again. Why did he have to spend it up on practice last night? He tutted quietly at himself. 

“Done,” the witch responded instantly, not really needing to consider it. They needed allies, they needed more than just mortal soldiers. He knew it too. They didn’t have the backup of a hybrid army this time around. He started to leave the store but stopped at the door, “Let me be very clear about something. If you try to cheat me, this little business deal will get ugly really fast.” He turned back to look at the vampire, “I’m paying for results and I expect them to be real.”

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12144enzo:

“That does explain a thing or two… even when we were bloody… complicated back then…” The whole star crossed lovers trope wasn’t one Enzo had particularly enjoyed, if he was honest about it. “Protecting?”, he frowned. “That means I’m included in that?” He couldn’t keep the hint of surprise out of his voice. He had to protect himself, all of his life. Gabriel had done it once, but he wasn’t exactly used to being on other people’s list when it came to that. “True, true… I’m just the curious kind.” He frowned. “So this… business is so important that everything at home had to wait?”

“Sounds like someone’s jumping to conclusions,” they weren’t false conclusions, it seemed but Ivan wasn’t here to stir up relationship drama so he wanted to be clear that he did not tell Enzo something Enzo was not suppose to know. A couple hookups four years ago couldn’t really matter that much and they were broken up during that time, right? “I care about Gabriel and he cares about you, at least I think he still does,” he gave a small shrug, “Meaning I’m not just going to let something bad happen to you if I have the power to prevent it. That just seems obvious to me.” It was normal, wasn’t it, for friends to protect each other and the ones they cared about? Ivan gave a deep sigh, ready to say it out loud to the pseudo-stranger, “It’s important enough to postpone my wedding, I’ll leave it at that.”

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gerardxmarcel:

“The disrespect was clear from the moment you set foot again in my city, Ivan…” He looked up to the witch, hating the height difference that made it impossible to loom over him. “You should. I’m making the rules here. I’m the one saying who breaks them and who doesn’t and I have to power to enforce them. If you don’t like that, find another city to play in. Not mine.” He smirked. “I’ll make you. I made everyone here listen. Why would you be the exception on the rule?” There were no exceptions. He had sent his oldest friend to the Garden for breaking the rules. He didn’t know why Ivan would think he would be more inclined to let a stranger go than Thierry. He sighed. He still couldn’t think of his friend without feeling the pain of losing him. “Klaus has no place here anymore. We beated him. And his family.” The only Mikaelson still walking around was the one who turned on the rest. He smiled again, almost mocking. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, Ivan, but she knows who cares about her. And she doesn’t abandon them. Neither do I.” He nodded. “We were done here before you even came to town. Now leave. Don’t let me catch you here again.” If he could have, he would have killed the witch, before he would become the victim himself. Unfortunately, Ivan was right. The fall out would be too great.

He almost wanted to laugh, this whole thing was so ridiculous. Squaring off against Marcel was ridiculous. Coming to New Orleans was ridiculous. Fighting on Klaus Mikaelson’s side, of all people, was absolutely ridiculous. That was the nature of his job, they had alliances and he had to uphold them no matter his opinion on it. Hopefully after this, they could cut ties from New Orleans and just move on. “Really? Is he dead?” Ivan damn near snorted as he started to back up, “Because unless he’s dead, he’s not gone and therefore not beaten. Klaus’s reputation far exceeds yours, Marcel, no matter how much you huff and puff and threaten to blow everyone’s house down -- No one will forget him and until he’s dead and gone for good, no one will think he’s gone for good.” Ivan was just spitting totally bullshit at this point but it was just too damn hard not to. “You’re right, she knows who cares about her,” he started to turn around, licking his lips. She knew he cared about her. But he came here on a mission to kill someone she loved, he came back engaged to another woman. Who’s to say that if she was in the middle of him and Marcel, who she’d defend and how far she’d go to do so. In that moment, Ivan felt a spark of emotion. In that moment, he felt some amount of sadness. “Oh I’m sure we’ll see each other again,” he was fully turned around, talking away with a tight grip on his boy, “Just a matter of when.”

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gerardxmarcel:

“You are here, in my town, where I make and uphold the laws. Maybe you should reconsider your idea that you don’t have to answer to me, because as long as you’re here, you do.” He wasn’t going to let Ivan barge in here and disturb everything he had build without even a bit of resistance. Last time he had been challenged, Klaus had won. That wasn’t going to happen again. “Ask around. Of course there are always people wanting me to fail. You being one of them.” And not all supporters of Klaus had disappeared. “There’s no ruler in history who pleased everything. But well…”, he smiled. “This isn’t a popularity contest, after all. Being the boss means making impopular decisions as well. You can never please everyone.” He smirked. “And honestly? I don’t aim to please the likes of you.” He shook his head. “I know you from the last time you were here. You’ve clearly got your mind made up already about how honestl everything here goes. I’m not even going to spend the energy trying to convince you of your wrong.” He sighed. “She wasn’t more than a scared child when I found her. She’s grown up. I had to do the same with her. I just don’t see how that’s any of your business.”

“Marcel, and please make note that I say this with absolute disrespect,” he stepped forward now, right up to the vampire, “I don’t really give a shit who’s king here, I will never answer to a vampire. And if you want you want to try and make me, try me.” It was ballsy, challenging Marcel head on like he was. Could even get him killed but he stood talk and unafraid. “You know,” he even smirked a little like the little jackass he was, “It’s because of how you run things in this city that made it so easy for Klaus to take everything from you.” The brunette took a step back, still smirking. “Yes, she had grown up and for her sake, I hope she’s grown out of her misguided relationship with you,” he shook his head, “I’d say we’re done here, wouldn’t you? Now you can go ahead and try to kill me but I don’t think you’re ready for the fallout of that decision.”

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12144enzo:

“Ah… Gabriel?”, he laughed. He hadn’t heard anything about Ivan from the wolf, but it was the only one that did fit that description. “I’m not worrying about your memory, mate. I was just surprised I popped in that easily.” Maybe the whole thing about Gabriel did mean more than he knew about then. “That sounds kind of ominous. Nothing too bad, I hope? I kind of like the relatively quiet we have here now.”

“The one and the same. He became a good friend of mine the last time I was here and I pay attention to who means what to who. I like to know who I’m protecting,” he gave a small shrug, not really divulging on the tiny tryst with the werewolf. It wasn’t so irrelevant and this point. “If I went around telling everyone my master plans, I probably wouldn’t be very successful,” he chuckled lightly, “It’s just a business trip, I’ll be out of everyone’s hair in no time. I have more important things to deal with at home anyway.”

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catalinaxdeleon:

❝ No, this is Catalina who moved to New Orleans for work ❞ Her voice spoke softly as she pondered on her cover  ❝ Comes from a big family, but my best friend Issac is also my younger brother ❞ As she put the story in her head she pulled out her phone changing Ivan’s contact name as Issac, just in case.  ❝ But Catalina is currently mad at Issac because he just indirectly threw shade at my concealing skills for saying I looked tired ❞ Her smile never left her lips, and despite how emotionally tired she was there was light and playfulness in her eyes  ❝ I might catch on fire if that were to happen but, do you think she is here? ❞

“Isaac? Really?” he scoffed, “You have a horrible taste in names, I’m too handsome to be an Isaac.” He brought up the back of his hand to caress his cheekbones smugly. “Cat, we just flew here from Russia. Jet lag is very real and I think we all need some sleep to catch up with ourselves. Maybe you and Alina can stay at a hotel tonight and go shopping for an apartment tomorrow.” Ivan took in a deep breath, licking his lips a little afterwards. “I’ve no doubt she’ll show up if she’s isn’t back already,” he cleared his throat and looked down at his left hand, “Thank you, Cat, for being one of the only ones who understood the choice I made.”