Heathens ➶ The Originals

eight ; first impressions

Emery made her way to the bar behind Rebekah, standing a couple feet away as she ordered a whiskey from a different bartender compared to the one Rebekah had ordered from.

Marcel walked up behind Emery towards Rebekah, making her look away slightly, still listening to the conversation about to take place, "You trying to be cute inviting her here?"

"I think she's darling. I can tell you fancy her pure heart. Perhaps I'll feed it to you," Rebekah spoke bitterly, turning back towards the bar.

"Hmm, jealousy looks good on you, Bekah." Marcel looked quite smug with himself as he walked away from the fuming blonde.

Emery made her way closer to Rebekah, sipping on the whiskey that had just arrived, "Tough blow. You're too good for him anyway, doll."

Before Rebekah could respond, Emery simply walked away, drink in hand. She had heard all she needed to for now. The drama that went on in that family for a minute could last for a lifetime, though in a way, she supposed it did keep going on.

"Camille, right?" Emery quickly made her way towards the blonde, watching as Klaus left her to attend some other matter.

"Um, Cami, actually. Your whiskey, from the bar?" Camille gave a tense laugh, recognizing the women immediately.

Emery smiled full-heartedly back, using her words against her, "Emery, actually. I can't say I expected to see you here."

"You as well. Though we don't really know much about each other, either way." Camille remarked.

"Well, we'll just have to change that, won't we?" Feeling Marcel coming up behind her, Emery quickly excused herself, "I'm going to get a refill. Have fun!"

"Another whiskey, please." She asked the bartender, watching as Marcel and Cami spoke for a moment before starting to dance.

Emery also managed to notice both Klaus and Rebekah watching the two dance with mixed expressions on their faces from afar.

Everything was going quite smoothly with Emery getting refills on her whiskey every couple minutes. On her fifth glass, she noticed the vampire who she had distracted entering the building.

"Shit..." Emery trailed off, realizing that he wasn't here for her. Still, she stood up in interest as the man whispered in Marcel's ear.

"What are they talking about?" Emery wondered to herself.

"Excuse me," she heard him say to Cami with a tense smile before turning around only to forcefully grab the man behind and shove him against the wall.

The majority of people in the room turned to stare at the scene, looking around and whispering to the closest person nearby.

"What the hell did you do?!?" Marcel confronted the other man forcefully.

Emery watched in curiosity as another vampire had to step in and get Marcel to back off.

"Not here." Marcel was told. While Camille looked shocked and Klaus looked smug, Emery had a little smirk on her face, intrigued to know exactly what this man did.

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Emery stood where she was before the little throw down. Klaus came up to the side of her, staring her down.

"Can I help you?" With a knowing smile, Emery turned to stare up at the original hybrid with a mocking tone.

"Actually, you can," Looking her straight in the eyes, he attempted to use compulsion, "I'd like to know exactly who you are and how you got in here."