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[3katanas]

@ladicsa continued from here

Not entirely aware of the motion, his thumb slipped over the back of her hand when she took his. The motion was more instinct than anything since his gaze was still narrowed in on the men they were following. He wasn't even really sure why they were following them, all he knew was that Kisa had asked him for help and so here he was. Tracking them with ease through the busy market even as he tried to blend in and not look like....well himself. It was harder than it had sounded.

Tightening his grip on her hand when the others began moving quickly, he pulled her through the crowd, body on edge. It would take them hours to find them again if they lost them and that was if they found them again.

Rounding the corner into the alleyway he almost swore, realizing that they'd slowed, as if sensing they were being tailed. The word almost fell from his lips, but instead morphed into a muffled. "Umph." His body shifted suddenly as he was pulled into her, her lips claiming his even as she dragged him back. Barely catching himself on the wall, a palm and forearm bracing against the stone to keep himself from crushing her, he couldn't fully slow the momentum.

It took only seconds for his mind to catch up with what she'd done, the palm bracing himself falling down to wrap around her waist as he pressed forward, looking for all the world like a man starved of the woman before him and unable to hold back anymore. Nipping at her lower lip as he sensed gazes still upon them, before letting out a soft growl, not even fully sure if the sound was real or not at this point. Though the sound was rewarded by a chuckle and footsteps picking back up.

His lips lingered against hers for a breath more before he pulled back just enough that he could slide his gaze down the alleyway. Watching their retreating backs for a moment before returning his gaze to Kisa and....realization of just how close they were slammed into him seconds later. His gaze flicked down to her lips and then back to her eyes as he tried to think of anything to say, mind still reeling slightly from the sudden kiss. Still close enough that he can feel her lips form the words she breaths upon his own.

[deceptivemorals]

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       he still held the view that she had been lucky. at least after she assured him that she would not die of the poison. of course, he knew she was immortal, even if it was a different kind of immortality from his. nevertheless, he was aware that there was always a loophole, something that could harm any immortal. she could have been shredded or have her head torn off by these hybrids that did surprisingly still roam around. he did not know if she would have survived such things, because of course, it was irreverent to ask such questions about the limits of her immortality.

      one hand had gently wrapped around the wrist of her wounded arm to prevent her wound from accidentally hitting something and resulting in causing even more pain, and to discreetly feel her pulse. just because she wouldn’t die from it doesn't mean he is not still worried. he knew from his own experience what such a bite did, even though he had been 'blessed' with the bite of the original hybrid. the other hand brushed over her back gently in an attempt to calm her.

      "i won't leave you alone," he assured her and returned her gaze in the hopes that she could see that he was determined – he certainly could see the fright in hers.

      "we need to cool you down, it helps with the fever. A lot of the hallucinations come from the fever, even if a part probably comes from the poisoning." but maybe you could mitigate it by keeping the fever at bay.

      "i could ... i could try to ease the hallucinations." it was a quiet suggestion, followed by a frown on his features because he has skills that exceed the skills of a vampire, even the ones of his siblings. he is, however, not sure if it works on her species and he is also aware that it could be seen as a violation if done without consent. 

[founderscouncil]

KISA (@ladicsa) said "i'm not going to repeat myself."

"Oh, well we wouldn't want that now, would we luv?" His lips fall into his characteristic smirk over the rim of his glass, mischievous blue eyes cutting in the other's direction. Kisa is different. She's not a member of his family, nor is she one of Marcel's people, easily cowed by a measly threat. She's a challenge, and that has always intrigued him.

"I'm afraid that I am going to have to ask you to repeat yourself though," he shrugs only a tiny bit apologetic. "You see, when you barge into my home unannounced, I generally am not too focused on what you are saying." He moves away from the balcony and further into the room, setting down his glass so he could pour one for Kisa. He picks up the crystal filled with amber liquor and holds it out for her to take, as a peace offering. "Why don't we start over?"

[malka-lisitsa]

@ladicsa continued from here

Katherine's brow rose as the older creature spoke. For some reason she had been expecting older. Katherine was only half her age that wasn't that impressive an age gap in immortal standards.

"Really? You carry yourself like you've been around longer. Or maybe the thousand year old vampires I know are just immature."

Klaus, she's looking directly at you.

[survivingpierce]

Injury Starters || @ladicsa || accepting

"Did you think I was gonna leave you like this?"

       the taste of blood was still evident whenever she swallowed and her head pounded as if it were about to burst.

       being human sucks and no one can convince her otherwise.

       katherine, admittedly, was surprised upon discovering kisa's appearance and by the fact she even offered her help, which she had not expected at all.

       "yes i do", katherine responded, her voice raspy because her throat was so dry. she still didn't expect her to help, and even more so she didn't know if she could trust her. being human had made her even more paranoid, as the people she met and who knew her were just predators waiting for their next meal. a meal that would be named katherine pierce. oh, she could see how some would gloat upon discovering her misery.

[sanguinelupus]

-steps on-

He is listening.

[ecliipsed]

@ladicsa said: ❝ oh, i need a drink … ❞

↣ CLUE (1985)

"Tell me about it," he sighs, leaning back into his chair to rub his hands over his face. It's been a long goddamn day. "Come on." He forces himself to stand. "I know where John keeps the good stuff."

[nklsdttr]

@ladicsa sent : five times hugged .

i . rain patters against glass window , melancholy induced by foreboding grey skies , hurricane moving closer inland . fear crackles in cerulean hues as lightning does and quick , small feet carry her towards kisa . she's still so young , innocent . freckled flesh upon arms brushes against the culebra's leg . tight squeeze , the comfort she most desired fulfilled in that moment . " . . . it's storming , " but it's not the storm itself which strikes concern into her heart , but rather the all too troublesome realization that her parents haven't made it home .

ii . sharp inhalation of breath , revival giving way to cruel awareness of reanimation . all she remembers is the fire , smoke still swirling in her lungs . coughing , she flings her frame into kisa's , gripping her in a much needed hug . she hadn't meant to do it : intense negative emotions perpetuating magic manifestation and in an instant the building was ablaze , trapped within her own inferno . " . . . i , i didn't mean to , i swear ! i'm sorry , i'm so sorry . " and as she speaks , sobs ravage her body and the familiar pang of guilt seeps in .

iii . it's the smell of fresh coffee which rouses her at first , along with the burning sensation of sanguine craving . bare feet pad down the stairs , hand lazily moving to run through unkempt locks . loud yawn signals her arrival , cabinet is opened , teal coffee mug occupying tired digits . slow , deliberate approach as she moves toward coffee pot , toward kisa . as she sets down the cup , one arm drapes around the other as head rests on shoulder , brief tightening as eyes slip shut . for once , the house is quiet but it's not because of sleep , but a more permanent state . " ... good morning , " grief makes tone soft , barely audible . it's quiet , too quiet . she wants to scream , act out , punch things but most of all : she wanted to cry . klaus mikaelson , the hybrid who could not be killed , has left her and this world . did he get to join hayley in the afterlife ? would they be watching over her , with jackson and ansel ? " ... did you get any sleep ? " she asks as she moves to pour fresh coffee into mug .

iv . all she could think is to run , keep going , and don't look back . heavy breaths , in and out , in rapid succession as boots shuffle through the brush . nightwalkers chase the child , determined to see to it that no more creatures like hope mikaelson could roam the earth . quick glance back , hand raising . " incendia ! " flames erupt as one nightwalker is burned alive . she doesn't stop to admire her work , electing to continue on . as she loses them , she stumbled upon kisa , jumping into her embrace . tight squeeze and fear steadily begins to evaporate .

v . she stands upon balcony , overlooking bourbon street as witches , vampires , and werewolves did the unthinkable : they occupied the same space without slaughtering one another , not even a drop of blood had been shed . hope never thought it would be possible . soft smile permeates features as arm drapes around kisa , head briefly nudging against her shoulder . " ... i wish mom and dad could be here to see this , " voice is soft and solemn as fingers toy with the pendants around her neck .

five times ___ prompt : always accepting .