Mar 17, 2016
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flaxen hair was tied tightly in a bun atop her skull to combat the humid heat of New Orleans despite the leather upon her back & skin-tight, dark jeans adorning her toned legs. leisurely she strolled throughout the Quarter, the faint aroma of last evening's debauchery clinging to the air, her expression lax, almost blasé. how convenient was it that the witch ( now deceased ) who provided her with another life, a second chance, had held ownership of a property just feet away St. Louis' Cathedral ?
breakfast was the first order o f business before observing the beasts that had tormented her for most of her former life. it appeared that the empire the Mikaelson's desired to create was just beyond their grasp, struggling to keep control as conflict resided round each ill-fated corner. sadly, Katherine had little pity to spare, a wry smile rising to crimson lips as she relished the thought, nearly chuckling to herself.
seated at Café Du Monde on Decatur Street, powered sugar of delectable beignets coated her fingertips until cleansed with the tip of her tongue. those same fingers ensnared her mug of cafe' au lait only to grimace as it had grown lukewarm. the means to warming her beverage rested in her veins, glancing around to make certain prying eyes were not resting on her. with a wave of her hand & muttering a foreign tongue as steam arose from the brim of her cup, pausing as its heat was felt on her skin leaving her to indulge as she pleased.