how was it that his family had slept so far from his grip? much like watching the mikaelson age fall - and the madness at which it provoked in war - as new orleans came into new, varied power, he had watched his family disperse. all coming in and out of their predicament, in and out of their sanity. and now with the party in ruins, he chose to take solace in one of the only areas of quiet he could find. spotting another just across the way from him, wondering what it was that was causing him to exclude himself from the fun. “ waiting for it to be over? ” he inquires, over a sip of his now luke warm drink. “ or do you have people you care about here? ” // @ofhisoath












