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An Old Friend
Klaus found himself at the center of another lavish party, Marcel mingled with the important people; the ones you need to know and need to persuade to get away with murder. And that was something he did quite often and as or recently, quite frequently. The witches would step out of line, and word was getting around about a werewolf in town. The news made Klaus all the more displeased with the chatter box gossips in the French Quarter. It seemed no one valued a good secret anymore. The night was young, though the hybrid was growing restless, glancing down at the watch on his wrist he sighed lightly. Cerulean hues met Marcel's from across the room, a friendly smile touched his lips as he watched his creation bask in the glory of his stolen kingdom. It had taken a fair amount of time for Klaus to get as close to Marcel as he had been a hundred years ago, one false step and all of that would shatter.
He couldn't help thinking of Hayley, already beginning to show. There was no doubt in his mind that if Marcel discovered her and the child she bore Klaus would have a whole new war on his hands. There was nothing left to do here and being as distracted as he was there was no use sticking around. Klaus strode across the packed room, approaching Marcel with yet another smile. "I think I'll go check up on my loving sister...it's never a good sign when she's out of the way and quiet." There was a short pause as Marcel laughed and agreed. "I'll see you tomorrow mate." With that Klaus left, heading away from the booming sounds of the music and onto the muggy streets of New Orleans.
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"~Hullo, did you need something love?" Morgana asked eyeing the stranger curiously.
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"I'm still not feeling crash hot." Hayley groaned, her hand against her head as she started to lose her balance.
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"Have we met before?"
Make me dinner, pet.
Excuse you?
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