#v:kolette

[suitsofarmor]

"'Lijah! 'Lijah, I'm a teenager again." Kol whine at her older brother and the pout across her lips was almost pathetic looking.

   Elijah snickered and looked at her, shaking his head. "Oh, this will be interesting."

[suitsofarmor]

[illness meme] Nikolette had been searching for hours for him and nobody seemed to want to help her. Though, she felt him more than she saw him. The bond yhey had was something different than the others and when she came upon the darkened alley and her brother's body slumped in it, Kol would be lying if she said she didn't panic. "Elijah.." She breathed and rushed to his side and knelt down to pick him up. "Come on, love, let me get you home." She said despite the protests.

        Elijah had tried to get up a few times -- the fast spreading poison had attacked his nervous system and his muscles simultaneously, making him collapse in a heap of trashcans, making a lot of noise. He crumpled against the wall and felt the world starting to spin -- his rapid healing wasn't working and his limps felt heavy; useless. The witches had to have done something to him, werewolf venom and vervain mixed together with a potent magic. Elijah's body was not his own and he couldn't move on his own accord. His muscles had started to seize and were twitching as though fighting for movement. 

     He heard her voice and turned his head to look up at her. "Kol, please, don't -- " and she moved to pick him up as though he weight nothing. His hands were shaking at his waist, where he'd left them when they stopped working. Elijah was unable to move or lift them.