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bennettbwitch:
Bonnie cracked the bottle that was brought over as she heard Silas speaking so badly. “Why would I want to have a drink with the man who murdered my father. You really think you’re gonna have a second chance at life, do you,”
“I didn’t remember asking for your permission to live.” He rolled his eyes at the bottle that now leaked. “I remember dear old dad. The mayor right?” He squinted at her. “He didn’t accept you for a witch, what are you even upset about?”
scintstcfan:
“If you even think about it, I will end you Silas,” He said, his friends, family and Avery coming to mind all at once. “You’re not gonna play with my head. I’m stronger than that,
“Ooh, are you a tough guy now? I really don’t understand you. When you’re a vampire and are somewhat relevant, all you do is whine and cry. But when you’re a human, you wanna fight back?” He shook his head. “Looking forward to meeting the buds, Stefan. You’ll introduce us, won’t you?”
xvclkyrie:
“ And you look like one of my brother’s best friend whom I, unfortunately, had to torture and kill because of his betrayal to our people. Egil. Egil the bastard. That’s what they called him. Not an earl. Nor king to collect an army to attack. “ She chuckled as she shook her head. “ I am sorry that is how you feel about love. I think to love someone with all your heart is quite beautiful. Love is never hell. It hurts sometimes but not hell. Do you not love her anymore? Do you not want to hold her hand? Be with her? Have her at your side? “ tatia pointed at his chest where his heart is. “It’s the love that goes through the hardest trials and survives that’s worth having… Although, If I were to die I would want the man I love to live on and find happiness… Even if it’s not with me. Of course, I would be jealous though and hate the idea… But if he is happy. “
“Egil, that’s an unfortunate name.” It was strange almost that she knew her counterpart but didn’t seem to be in love with him. “You share your progenitor’s view of love. Or at least the way she used to think of it.”
elenaismss:
Something about him.. maybe it was the wording he was using or just a gut feeling. Something told Avery this wasn’t Stefan and she was going to trust that. As soon as he leaned in, she stood up, collecting her things. “Are you okay, Stefan?” She asked, trying to get some kind of clue if this was really him or not.
“I’m fine, what do you mean?” Silas tried on his best wounded dog face. Who knew if this woman knew of dopplegangers or not. He would try to milk this for what it was worth. He stood, trying to follow after her.
regncnts:
amara had been in the cafe drinking a cup of tea when she saw him in the corner, having a conversation with someone. even now, after everything, she could always tell when it was him. she moved from her seat, not particularly noticing how her cup was shaking from the anxiety that was buzzing throughout her body. ❛ silas. ❜ she practically breathed out, taking in his appearance from the seat he was perched in.
Silas’ eyes met Amara’s when she said his name and he instantly knew it was her. His soulmate was standing before him now after they both died before. He waved off the other person but kept looking at Amara. “Leave.” He stood as soon as the other had gone and embraced her tightly. “My love. My Amara.”
piercedpetrcva:
Definitely not Stefan. Silas always carried himself different from the younger doppelganger. Watching as the other stood, giving Silas a dirty look as he left, her attention focused back onto the witch before her. “Are you a witch for hire now?” A brow lifts as she jokes.
Silas laughed when the doppleganger knew him not as Stefan. That was getting pretty old. “Hilarious, Katherine. I cast for my friends only. No business happens in my club though, unless I’m involved.
vcmpsierra:
“oh come on silas, go easy on the boy.” sierra said as she looked at the other, leaning back in her chair. “he was cute, i should come here more often.” the woman said. “nothing you can really do for me, i was just curious –– someone came into my club yesterday, looked exactly like you but ––– nicer.”
“I show no mercy. Oh, please, he’s like barely 21, I think.” He smiled with a nod. “Well, Stefan is around. Looking the way he feels- old and decrepit. The Gods only know who else has found there way back from the dead and to New Orleans.”
huntcrswes:
wesley felt the sudden urge to kill someone surge up inside of him, a feeling he’d only ever had once before, when he was created. “you must be silas –– i almost killed your doppleganger when i thought he was you.” the hunter admitted. “my leg was torn off, guess after a thousand years i’m still recovering.”
“Oh yeah? Poor Stefan or the other one? You know, it doesn’t even matter. I can’t ever keep them straight.” He eyed the other one though. He must have been a hunter- like Jeremy. “What do you plan to do about that itch you need to scratch now? I’m not immortal anymore so what’s that mean for your life’s purpose? You could try knitting?”
wclfsarden:
arden looked at the man that had pretty much kicked the other out of his seat, raising a brow as he watched him. “who the hell are you?”
“Me? I’m Silas. I own this fine establishment.” He looked around himself. “Are you not the gentleman that had questions for me?” He searched the crowd for his bouncer, but came up empty. “Sorry to bother you, Guy. Have a drink on the house.”
scintstcfan:
“Caroline and I… she’s moved on. She probably has,” He hadn’t seen her yet but he didn’t know if she would forgive him for moving on. “You think she wouldn’t do it again. She can hold a grudge,”
She has? “What about you, Stefan? Have you moved on? Is there a new lady in your life? Someone you care for?” Qetsiyah had chased him down once- but really, what could she do to him now?
regncnts:
josie stared down at the milkshake in her hands as she tried to wrap her mind around the dead returning. it had been on her mind ever since she first heard the rumours circulating new orleans, but she wasn’t usually one for gossip. it took seeing lizzie for everything to really hit her. ❛ the world is crazy, huh ? ❜ but there was still a smile on her face. / @fyheathenss.
"Tell me about it.” He had come back to life, but so had Stefan so it wasn’t all bad. Would the twin know he wasn’t her... step father? He actually had to hold back a chuckle at the complicated family Stefan found.
scintstcfan:
“Don’t mess with anyone. Damon. Elena. Caroline. No one gets hurt,” He stated. “I lived a long life. You’re worried Qetsiyah might be coming after you,”
“Putting your brother and your ex ahead of your wife? Stefy, you gotta work on your husband game.” He laughed out loud, making a show of it. “You really think she bothers me?”
elenaismss:
Avery was finishing off her first drink and signaling for the bartenders attention for her second when she heard the voice next to her. “You don’t say?” She chuckled. “I thought you were gonna come home a while ago. Busy at the shop?” She asked, taking a drink as the second one was placed in front of her. She had no indication this wasn’t Stefan, being that she was completely clueless about his world or his past.
Home? She knew him-or she thought she did. That could only mean one thing. Perhaps she knew Stefan over him. Stefan lived with this woman. He knew from his run in with Stefan, he worked at a car shop. “I was. Sorry I’m late.” He had no idea if the two of them were intimate roommates so he took a chance. He leaned in for a kiss.
xvclkyrie:
“ Is my age showing a bit much there?” Tatia chuckled. “ I am not. I am from kattegat , which I came to find out it is now southern Norway. is what people now would say. And they would call me a viking. Savages according to many. “ She rolled her eyes at that. A smile on her lips as he used his magic. “ You know, I can do I trick too.” She waited for her drink when he asked her about her sorrows. “ I wouldn’t particularly say I am sad… “ She thought for a moment. “ If I am being honest… In this world, I am constantly torn between killing myself or everyone around me. All considering I do want to live my life. To live to fight another day … But this is not my world and I have no one. “
Her face would always be one of his favorite sights but he didn’t know this woman. She was a viking, so, probably around as old as the originals. “You remind me of the love of my life. She lives forever, well we both do, only to want to die together. Crazy right? Love is hell, never do it.”
xvclkyrie:
Tatiana looked at Silas a little oddly at first but soon realized he was not Egil. “ I was asking for Mead or your strongest drink.” She spoke with an accent.
“Mead?” She definitely wasn’t Amara. “You’re not from around here, are you? Which century are you from then?” He used his magic to bring a bottle of strong bourbon to him. “Tell me, Beautiful, what sorrows are you drowning?”
scintstcfan:
“I got more to live for than anything you have. I have people who care about me. Ones I care about,” Stefan stated. “And if you want to kill me, join the club. Apparently, I’ve pissed some people off,”
“All the more reason not to tempt me. I’m pretty good at destroying lives. Those that love you could get caught in the crossfire. You wouldn’t want that, would you?” He grinned. “And what could hero Stefan possibly do to piss people off?”
bennettbwitch:
Bonnie glared as she saw the face. She knew exactly who he was. “Silas,” She said. “Should I set you on fire or slit your throat like you did to my dad,”
“Who was your dad again? There’s been so many over the years, its hard to remember just one.” he waved a hand to bring him a bottle. “Relax, Bonnie-kins. Have a beverage.”