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After all that happened with Katerina...Katherine...whoever she was, Elijah walked slowly back to the compound. Hardly in any sort of rush to deal with his siblings. Tensions were higher than they had been before they found Hope, which was something of a mystery in itself. Niklaus’ attitudes towards him was far worse and he knew if they weren’t careful, it was not going to remain peaceful...not with the mood he was in. However, upon actually enterting the home it seemed relatively quiet. A small miracle. Immediately, he found himself reaching for the bourbon, pouring far too much and taking it down instantly, only to pour himself another glass and stand in the middle of the room. He knew he couldn’t tell his siblings what happened with Katerina, for her own protection. Rebekah and Niklaus each wanted her head and he was often powerless to stop them. Freya, would likely fall in line and Kol would likely just mock him. The last thing he needed. It was far better to keep quiet, which meant he needed to find some sense of composure. It wasn’t often he found himself turned entirely upside down. but it did happen, with her. Letting out a final breath he moved to where he could hear Rebekah, taking a seat without worry. They had a little tiff the night of the citywide engagement, but he paid it no mind. “Bonnie has seemed to desire to protect Hope from us, as our dear niece seems to hold no desire to know her parents, I have half a mind to let our brother know so he can act all too rashly. One less witch,” he shrugged, taking a sip of his drink before continuing, “Katerina is now a demon, and Hope was taken by someone named Illyria. Please tell me you have some better news.” 

[selfservingnarcissist-archi-blog]

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Getting out of Mystic Falls was hard, but after hearing the words come out of Elena mouth that she didn’t remember him, and still didn’t love him was harder. It was because of that— Damon realized that every nice thing that he had ever done was for no reason, and after the realization of that— he didn’t see the point of even being a ‘good’ vampire anymore. Everything he had done that was positive was for Elena. Hearing Elena tell him that she didn’t remember any time that they touched and kiss each other was like the feeling of having someone rip his heart right out of his chest. After feeding off of an innocent local that he met in Rousseau's till the point of there death—he had seen a familiar face, “Sexy Bex,” Damon said with a slight smirk on his face, “I should have known that I would have ran into you sooner or later—I was hoping later, but I came to the realization that you can’t always get what you want. Even if you do— that doesn’t mean you get to keep the person that you wanted—but I am sure that you know all about that right?” Damon said dropping the body as he licked the reminisce of blood his bottom lip. “What are you going to do? Vervain me? Drag me all the way to Stefan, and stand there with him as you both tell me how such a bad boy I am being?” Damon paused as he looked down at the body, “It won’t work— I’m not making the same mistake twice.” he said blinking her eyes slightly and then stared into Rebekah cerulean eyes with his deep ocean blue eyes— they were filled with hurt, and pain, and maybe a little bit of hate but it would be too simple to turn it off completely— at least at that moment.  

[demxnmagnet-archive-blog]

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“Oh no it's not you. You're the one that bit me.” Xander said shaking his hand back and forth at her as he panicked. “Why have you come here?” he questioned as he looked at her with intense eyes. He wasn’t planning on seeing her again after what Stiles had said to him. He didn’t want any trouble, but he didn’t know how to get himself out of this.

[chaoticontrol-blog]

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        When he turned around Hope was gone. Elijah was irritated that he allowed a distraction to get him from witches and a vampire who was up to no good. He wanted to kill them for it, though he thought wasn’t going to be the best course of action. All he could do was try to find her, or finding her parents, anyone that would be more relevant than people trying to have the night in peace. He slowly walked through the Quarter doing his best to find her, while trying not to alert someone that something was different. They had just found her, the last thing they needed was to have anyone who wanted to work against them use this to their advantage. He didn’t seem to have much luck but then he spotted his sister. Without concern he blurred so he was over to her. “I hate to bother you,” a lie, that made him want to seem polite, “but I can speak to you, alone, dear sister?”

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Quite the Occasion Spike | Rebekah

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Spike entered the Quarter, dressed in a nice button down shirt and black slacks, which for him was dressed up for an occasion.  He hadn’t been invited tot he party, but he’d heard talk about some big bash for the supernatural.  Being he was as supernatural as the next bloke, he figured it was a good place to get a hold of some information, and was hoping for an open bar.

There was only so much cheap beer he could drink, and the idea of premium booze was just as alluring as finding out what he could about the big family that was throwing this party.  Mikaelson... It sounded familiar, somehow, but he couldn’t exactly place where. He didn’t dwell on it when he zeroed in on drinks passing on a tray. Spike snatched one up and kept his eyes on the crowd.

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Three days had passed since the moment Taylor had told him about her feeling as if their kid was in danger and honestly he hadn’t stopped thinking about it since she had let him know. Scott was exhausted, he’d barely been sleeping. The thought of someone hurting her, or their child was something that terrified him, something that made him go out of his fucking mind. The alpha was desperate and he hadn’t voiced it back at home, he hadn’t let Taylor know about it and he had been shrugging it off as if nothing. The reason behind that was that Scott simply didn’t want her to know, he didn’t want her to worry about him and he felt bad for hiding it from her but he had to. At least he felt as if he did, and that’s why he was there standing in front of that door, waiting for the one person he knew that could help or advise him with that situation to open the door.

Scott quickly knocked on the wooden door, before ringing its bell. He didn’t entirely know why he had done both, but he was nervous. He felt as if he just needed to talk to someone, to ask for some sort of support. He needed help. Soon the door opens and his lips curve into a smile as he sees her. He had hoped for her to be home, and she was. “Rebekah uhm.. Are you busy right now?” He asked her, words rushed as if he were in some type of hurry. “I just really need to someone about this, and I feel as if you’re the only one that’s going to know how to f i x this, or well.. How to try and handle the situation.”

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Darkness was shadowing over Bourbon Street as Xander stood there waiting. He was trying to do Buffy a favor by covering more ground that she couldn’t while she was doing the area she had started at. Buffy didn’t exactly know about this said favor, because Xander knew how she would react because he was still only human, and  he knew Buffy wouldn’t want him to get hurt again. On Xander’s person he was carrying a cross, stake, and holy water, because he was unaware of this new breed of vampire’s weakness. He had growing anxieties from the lack of spotting any vampire to kill. He made a sharp turn around and without even realizing it he bumped into a gorgeous blonde that he had never seen before.

Xander was stunned by her beauty, “I’m so sorry, I just wasn’t looking. With my eyes. You know those things in your head that make you able to uh see things.” he said as he stared at her. Xander had a tendency to get distracted when it came to pretty looking women. without even realizing it the stake and cross had fallen out of his coat, and was laying out in the open for the unknown women to see.