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@theprincessoriginal
Indeed I am. Davos Mikaelson. I heard of you from Niklaus. I can’t believe it. After all this time I am finally meeting my actual family.
Do I need to prove it to you, like I did with Klaus?
No, I am quite capable of taking Nik's word for it. I will however kill you in your sleep if you're lying.
whatever Rabbit, as if I’m afraid of you. And as if I’m afraid to die. You would do me a service in ending my days on this miserable planet anyway.
Frankly I lost my mind a little and don’t remember trying to kill the baby, but I must say this...I probably tried to kill it due to it being part of the devils spawn. I would have saved the world from a fate worse than death.
And to think I have been so sweet to you in the past. Ridding this world of your miserable existence would make me quite a hero, however I would rather indulge in seeing you tormented by the knowlegde that my brother took everything from you and can even have children when you will never. But you really should learn to fear me, because thinking otherwise is the biggest mistake you could ever make. You're boring me now.
hey Rebekah..are you still as chirpy as ever?
You actually sound like you are..
Hello Tyler, still trying to kill my unborn niece or nephew? I suggest you don't if you wish for your head to remain on your shoulders.
"Paris? I suppose you’ll be using one of the spare rooms to stack your countless new shoes in then? Marcel has agreed to move out and so, we’re moving back in. You’ll be pleased to know there was no bloodshed either."
"Shoes, bags, clothes... But mostly shoes, yes. Marcel just handed over our home just like that? Well then I have dibs on my old room since it appears to be untouched after all this time and is still rightfully mine."
Went to good old Paris without me? I am offended, little sister.
I take that as your way of telling me that you noticed my absence and missed me terribly.
How have you heard that name? Most people alive today have never heard it or remember it. Who are you?
I have heard of that name, perhaps that is because I am definitely not "most people". I'm Rebekah Mikaelson. And you, I believe, are my brother.
Paris is lovely at this time of year.
Well people called me David now as my name is a little outdated. As everything here seems to be outdated.
...That outdated name wouldn't happen to be Davos, would it?
Are you offering to be a guide? I do think my map is a little outdated.
Most things here are outdated. I never guide anyone who's name I do not know.
And drunk enough to not tell the difference.
Or too drunk to care.
Thank heavens, I thought you were never going to join us.
"Are you hurt?"
"You must have met some brilliant liars then. I had Damon, Elena and Klaus and even Katherine believing me. People who all have trust issues and know me well or think they do but you managed to see right through me within a day. It was kind of a pain and blew my cover I spent months trying to build. Why do you regret that? Back then I was different. I am not saying I cannot be trusted now but back then I was more trustworthy and more sane. Silas is a wanker but he is a smart one. He played his cards right. He got people to trust him by being me. Are you saying I didn’t deserve to be tortured? And it was you telling me not to feel and not to have attachments. I am glad one of us listened. I never said it was an issue but it is not a nice feeling knowing someone will try to kill you again. Just in your case you do not have to worry so much.”
"Or perhaps I know you better than you think I do, or I'm psychic. I would much prefer the second option to be honest. Life would be made much easier if I were. I regret it because my trust was given to you far too easily, I should have at least made you work for it and instead you looked like a starstruck puppy. Silas got people to trust him by pretending to be all of us, remember? Apparently he even used me against Niklaus and looked quite good in my dress doing it too. I told you that feelings ruin you. Just because I don't believe you deserved to be drown, doesn't mean I feel for you. Though your 'nice feeling' knowing that no one is trying to kill me tells me you do care for me. Sweet."
Well I had wanted to the the Snug Harbour Jazz Bistro. But in general it would be nice to get around without weird looks or ending up in the wrong street.
It sounds to me like you need a guide. Or a better map.
And that only makes you think about why we are the way we are. I don’t know about you but I’ve got some deep childhood trauma that’s probably one of my reasons for being such a dick. You know what we are? We’re like those cute wounded little animals, rough on the outside but cuddly on the inside… And don’t deny it, I remember you’re a snuggler.
You know you’re not half bad when you’re not being a raging bitch.
Perhaps the constant betrayal has something to do with it, but I would say being the first of the vampire species was quite traumatic yes. Aw, Damon, I had no idea you thought I was cute... Anyone who says they don't enjoy a cuddle every now and then is a liar, I am no exception and neither are you. Maybe we are just cursed.
Majority of the time I'm more of a bitch with a cause than a bitch for the sake of being a bitch, unless I don't like someone for selfish reasons. Then I quite enjoy it. I guess you're not half bad either when you're not being a dick.
You're home.
That’s because men are too prideful and think some feelings are weak. There’s always trannies?
I suppose, maybe after a few dozen bottles of scotch.
