He Needed To Get Out Of That Damn House , Feeling As If He Would End Up Right Back In A Coffin If He

he needed to get out of that damn house , feeling as if he would end up right back in a coffin if he even stepped out of line around his siblings and their bickering any longer . perhaps he could blame his craving to tear through the townspeople on some poor unfortunate soul that he lays sight on . the piercing wail could be heard from miles away it seems , casually strolling to where he senses the blood , watching his favorite niece in amusement .

" now i'm never one to ruin your fun , but your little food bank there was annoyingly loud and i'm sure we'll be biting off a few more heads of any newcomers if we're lucky . " the original studies the young girl , brows furrowing in a concern he never thought himself capable of . " what is it ? "

Hope was burning with anger, at a level she hadn't believed possible. The last time that she'd felt anything like it was the day of her mother's funeral, the day she'd detonated a van in the middle of a New Orleans street. The problem was that, as her father had warned her, the depths of her anger were exacerbated by the rush of emotions that came along with her transition into the Tribrid. And with the symbol scrawled on the Lockwood manor's drive, the symbol of people who had hunted her family in the future, she had only a nebulous target for that anger.

It was turned outward instead, and as she stalked the streets of New Orleans anger became rage and rage became hunger. It wasn't like the hunger she'd felt in transition - it didn't make her weak or vulnerable. Instead it made her feel stronger, more predatory, and led to her grabbing the first vulnerable New Orleans resident she came across and dragging them into an alley before biting down hard on their neck, feeling the rush of blood over her tongue before shoving them away once more. As they turned to run, she clenched a fist. "Ad somnum." They dropped like a stone, and she slammed that same closed fist against the ground in frustration. She was out of control, and struggling to find her center. Only then did she notice a presence at the alley's entrance. "They're fine," she called. "Too much to drink."

@darkskiesrpgstarters

the fact that camille most likely didn't know her own son weighed down on him . no , he doesn't have a good relationship with either of his parents , but he at least knew that his mother loved him enough for the both of them . his plan was to break it to the woman who she was to him and seanna , but decides to have a kind heart for once and leave her be . " your line of work has probably saved most of these dreadful idiots in the future . at least you have a future , right ? "

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"So it wasn't enough that whoever pulled us from the past and the future to the present time also stitched together New Orleans and Mystic Falls," Cami muses. "And supernatural creatures exist. No you're telling me there's a company that's trying to eradicate all those creature's? Creature's of which people that I end up caring for in the future are? I think I chose the wrong line of work."

𝗖𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥 : klaus // @hybridnik

ares made his way to the compound after a few drinks at the bar and a quick snack break where he ended up stringing his prey on display for anyone who would grow curious enough to walk down the dark alleyway . he was hoping to avoid everyone on his way to his room , and yet again the universe hates him when he spots his father looking at him . " please tell me you're from the past so we can save the awkward conversation and go our separate ways . "

" wasn't aware you suddenly became mayor . i have some changing suggestions if that's the case . " the original was already becoming annoyed quite quickly when it was the pain in the ass witch involving herself in things she didn't need to . gaze lowers to her balled up hand , scoffing in amusement , probably knowing somewhere deep in his mind that he should behave . " would you accept visiting home ? i was born here after all ... well before it was known as mystic falls that is . "

"See, I disagree," Bonnie was replying before she even turned around. "This is Mystic Falls. My town. Not much of it is off limits to me." She turned to face the voice's source, gesturing around them as her other hand clenched in preparation to give him a headache if needed. "Why are *you* here?"

LAYLA KEATING All American, 6.12

// @hybridnik & @vilisisms //

KOL MIKAELSON SEASON 1 EPISODE 16 | THE ORIGINALS