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the institute was quiet,  one of those rare days where patrol went out,  no big emergency or mission was required for them  &  the hybrid had found herself in the training room,  staff in hand as she worked with the male opposite her.  Sweat beaded upon ivory skin,  taking in the words and the tips the older male had given her,  soft patches of bruises littering her abdomen from missing the block  &  being subjected to the opposites staff to her.  Breathing was labored as she pushed through it,  pulling out combinations before landing a hit on the male,  knocking him to the ground,  pride flooding through petite features.  Pride that someone who stood five foot four off the ground took down someone who was well over 6 feet.  The sound of someone entering the training area had her redirecting her gaze to the blonde,  a soft smirk coming to her lips as she pressed the end of the staff against the floor, holding it as a single eyebrow arched.  ‘  you come here to get your ass kicked too  ??  ‘  \\  @goldtouched

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the male had claimed he didn’t want what happened to her to go through,  wanted to go a different direction,  something that would save his brother from the heartache that he had been through.  but when it came down to it,  it was always about his family  &  preserving them while the witch had found herself caught in the crossfire.  If not to be used as a weapon,  but a punching bag or a scapegoat.  Her form still trembled softly,  fists balled up as she tried to hold her composure,  to not allow the fear that still caused her body to shake to overcome her.  to not show the weakness  &  how her soul had been shattered,  leaving her nothing but a hollow vessel of the witch who stood for herself,  for her beliefs but was nothing more than an empty shell standing before the Hybrid who seemed to have everything within his grasps still.  How he stood so tall,  how he still had everything but there was sadness that lingered in his gaze that she could relate to,  but there was no way she’d allow his sadness to overpower her need to get out of town.  to leave everything she once loved behind  &  find a new path,  to make her own path one way or another.     ‘    you have your family  &   you have everything you ever wanted.   what happened to me was desperation,   a witch who deserved everything that came to her,   a means to an end.   i don’t want an apology,    i want a G O O D B Y E.    from you,   your family   &   from your T O W N.   ‘

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     cerulean orbs skate over the blonde,  lips pressed together as he takes in how he leans over his notebook,  pen scribbling on the pages quickly,  curiosity consuming the taller,  brunette male.  he wanted to interrupt,  to ask him if his hand was okay,  maybe ask if he was suffering through carpal tunnel,  but he seemed to write so simply,  pen flowing over the paper so gracefully.  it took a moment for the male to push off the wall that he was leaning against,  arms uncrossing as they fell to his side,  taking long strides towards the male  &  sitting across from him.  ‘  does your hand ever cramp up  ??  ‘  there was a teasing tone,  lips curving into a small smile as he caught words like vampires  &  something called a voltori,  his gaze moving up the male,  catching his eyes.  ‘  are pens the only thing you are good at handling  ??  or you do you have a plethora of talents  ??  ‘ 

[  @whitlxcked  ]

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the day was long,  having been stretched between the current case,  classwork and other classes that she had been attending.  her main focus had been to finish with her day,  collect all important files  &  information she had obtained and make her way to the Whitlock’s,  especially after the grueling day she had.  what she needed was to be somewhere she had found comfort  &  peace  &  even a bit of sanity.  arriving at the apartment,  she used the spare key she had taken hostage,  unlocking the door  &  letting herself in the apartment,  placing her keys on the counter  &  making her way towards the lounge in the center of the house,  calling out to Jasper as she made her way through.  upon entering the room,  the petite female spotted the male on the couch,  a smile painted on her lips as she,  out of habit,  leaned down to press her lips to his before sitting next to him,  files in hand.  “  i got the information on her history with their religion.  it’s not much but her husband is pretty dedicated.  “  her eyes seemed to glow when she was around him,  lips turning into a blinding smile as she reached up to pull him down for another kiss.  “  but i hope you don’t mind me putting the case on the back burner right now.  i’ve had one of those days.  “  \\  @whitlxcked  \  hurt me

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to treat the entire day like she was okay,  having woken up to no alcohol in the house  &  the need to go to the cafe on campus,  once she got home it was as if every piece of her self control had broke.  like every inch of her was on fire and she needed to scream,  but her throat was too dry to even think about it,  like her words were on protest for the fear of saying the wrong thing.  her legs wouldn’t take her to her room,  settling upon her couch as she held her head in her hands,  sniffling as she tried to wipe away the tears as they streamed down her cheeks,  praying that she could pull herself together before Carly had found her,  had possibly played the i told you so game with her.  the last thing she wanted to hear how she was dumb,  how she was stupid for allowing such a beautiful love that was all a lie into her heart.  everything that happened with Klaus couldn’t measure up to the pain and the excruciating heartbreak the petite female was going through. 

the sound of footsteps had broken her concentration,  wiping away tears as she tried to hold her composure,  make up some lie about why she was crying  &  possibly disappear into her room,  possibly explain that she was too sick to attend the meeting at the Whitlocks and leave it at that.  She prayed that the blonde would believe her,  would leave her to her thoughts so she wouldn’t have to revisit how lost  &  broken she actually was.  every ounce of her threatened to rip,  to tear  &  another blow would drive her insane.    ‘  we are out of alcohol,  i will pick some more up later.  ‘

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  the library was familiar to her,  having been there plenty of times to catch up on studying,  or to even just get away from everyone.  When the case had been presented,  and the pairings have been read off there was a pull in her chest,  between knowing what her and Klaus had and then the affair her  &  her professor.  there was always a connection with her and the Mikaelson,  but with them things never seemed too stable,  the constant lost connection.  the female had found a seat near the criminal law section of the library,  opening her case notes,  skimming the contents of the paper before her focus was adverted to the male who had come into view,  a slender hand waving for mere seconds to gesture him over to where she was.  

           “  did you get a copy of the case notes too  ??  we’ve been given the job to dig deeper into her religion.  see what motivates her,  see if her belief was strong enough that she would allow such an overwhelming power figure to dictate her killing her kids.  “

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   the transition proved to be complicated for the female  ,  once having the power of the ancestors and her magic coursing through her to only have the life that pumped through her veins become something unhuman  .  immortal  .  undead  .  the blood that ran through her veins was something of a miracle  ,  the blood of a vampire which was enough to cure any physical injuries and to turn those who lived into the same thing that she had been transformed into  .  but there was a strange sense of calm that had come with the transition  ,  expecting to find herself in a state of panic  &  frenzy was soon dulled when she had woken up  ,  throat burning from the thirst but also relaxed when she saw him  .  Klaus  .  there was a small shred of fear within her  ,  how she had found herself in the situation when she had known nothing more than the magic she was born into  ,  but had now lived a life of immortality  ,  a life that she would spend with the Mikaelson male for eternity  .  

she had looked at the male  ,  daylight ring flashing in the sunlight as she had taken in the elegance that he wore  ,  the way things looked different when you had been turned  ,  smells  ,  sounds  ,  eye sight becoming something of a clear lens that she hadn’t realized that she was missing out on before  .  hands reach for his  ,  pulling his knuckles to her lips  ,  eyelashes fluttering shut as she holds her lips there  .   ‘   i don’t know if i am going to get a grip on this  .  i still try to use magic even to this day  .   ‘

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