#tempus.start

[mystlcmuscs]

       in the past 24 hours, rebekah had run into people that she’d thought were dead but apparently weren’t and people that she was quite close to in her time who seemed to either have no idea who she was or hate her guts in this time ( and honestly, she wasn’t sure which of those was worse ). to say that her head was reeling would be an understatement. she needed a drink, that much she knew. walking up to the bar in the mystic grill, rebekah groaned when she realized that the bartender was preoccupied at the moment. impatient as she was, the blonde just reached over the bar and helped herself to a bottle of bourbon. as she poured some into a glass, she could feel someone watching her from a few seats over. ❝ what? he clearly wasn’t going to help me, so i helped myself. ❞ she muttered, turning to face them. ❝ want some? ❞

[badmccn]

The boy had never seen weather like this in Mystic Falls, within all the years of living here. Sure, storms come and go--but this felt different. He felt off. Kent turned his head over to the person next to him, “I can’t tell if I’m feeling hot or cold in here.” He let out a shaky laugh. 

[niklause]

at the heart of mystic falls, town square seemed like a chipper slice of life. passersby greeted him as they walked by as if they knew the man sitting across from the mystic grill. such a hospitable little corner of the world. it didn’t seem like much at all, did it? with its silly little balls and pageants. he knew better than that though, oh yes, he knew exactly what kind of monsters called it home. ❝ bit of a quiet day, isn’t it? ❞ he pondered as he watched the movement inside the building. he would be making some house calls later in the day ( the uninvited sort, of course ) but in the meantime perhaps a drink was in order. getting on his feet with a swift sudden move, klaus knocked into a distracted passersby, grabbing them by the arms out of instinct to prevent them from toppling over.  ❝ careful there, ❞ he said and only then looked the stranger in the eye.

[xtrasensory]

to  play  into  the  hands  of   F A T E:  that,  perhaps,  letting  go  of  control  is  often  an  act  of  freedom.  to  fight  in  honour  and  prove  a  bunch  of  babbling  drunks  wrong  ?  --  he’d  always  be  more  than  happy  to  oblige  (  or  his  sheer  wrath  alone,  would  ).   he’d  lost  himself  between  each  hit,  beneath  the  breeze  and  under  the  gaze  of  the  gods;  fools  often  implored  a  sense  of  idiousy  that  got  beneath  his  skin,  though  if  he  were  honest  most  things  tended  to  these  days,  had  it  not  been  for  a  passing  comment  about  how  easily  -  the  now  passed  out  idiot  -  would  win  in  a  fight,  then  he’d  have  held  his  temper.  “  right...right  -  ”,  he  paused,  turning  only  because  of  approaching  steps  assuming  he’d  gathered  an  audience  (  even  if  that  were  far  from  true  ).  “  did  we  all  see  that  ?  or  is  the  next  fool  ready  to  replace  this...imbecile.  ” 

[mystlcmuscs]

       if there was one thing that luna absolutely couldn’t stand, it was the thought of being followed. after all, being followed by some creep down an alley was the whole reason she had triggered her wolf gene in the first place -- so you could say there was some trauma still living in her mind. that, combined with the fact that her emotions had become even more intense since becoming a hybrid ( which she didn’t know was possible ), caused luna to immediately turn and pounce on the person behind her. ❝ you have ten seconds to tell me why the hell you’re following me before i end you. ❞ the hybrid growled lowly. honestly, the person may not have even been following her, but she wasn’t taking any chances.

[mystlcmuscs]

       since her arrival in the past, josie had done the best she could to adjust,  and up until now, she’d thought that she’d done a pretty good job at it -- but seeing caroline in person for the first time and not having it be her caroline -- her mother -- that had seemed to send josie into an emotional meltdown. just as she did in her time when she got overwhelmed, josie found her way to the park and took up residence on a bench that was as far away from other people as possible. taking in and letting out one deep breath at a time, the young witch did her best to regain her composure -- which she thankfully was able to do before she heard footsteps approaching. turning to face the source of the sound, she offered a weak smile and a delicate wave. ❝ hi. ❞ she hummed softly. ❝ don’t mind me, just getting some air. ❞

[badmccn]

Thea stood in front of the high school, her chest aching and a throbbing in her head. Her clothes soaked and stained with blood, she let out a deep breath trying to calm herself down. “Well, there goes my job.” She whispered to herself as she watched her place of employment catch flames.  

[perfectundesirable]

Although Kol had managed to control his thirst in the two decades since he had last been here, but something almost felt as if his thirst had regressed to the person Kol was at this present time. It was only after a moment of feeding that he felt a knee in his manhood that caught him off guard and before he knew it, his food was running off the edge of the building plummeting to the ground below. Looking over to the body, he sighed. “what a bloody waste..”