Starter call for @visionhad
Elijah's eyes scanned the room until they locked onto a familiar face, he set his glass down on the table, sliding out of the booth. Elijah took a few steps forwards, leaving a small distance between them. With his mikaelson charm, Elijah offered a polite smile. He had lived for a thousand years; encountered countless witches, but Bonnie was different, he could sense it. Looking directly into her eyes, Elijah was hoping that she would remain calm, he had no personal reason to hurt her.
❝If you do not mind, miss Bennett, I was hoping we could just have an civil conversation. I believe we share a common interest....Elena.❞















