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New Orleans:
"YEAH, YEAH I GET IT" The mysterious girl mutters on the phone. "Why exactly am I in New Orleans of all places" she complains as she enters Rousseau's."Because, you didn't want to be in Mystic Falls, so suck it up, Buttercup" the girl's brother tells her over the phone. "Fine, speak to you soon, bye Percy" the girl hangs up the phone. "Boy troubles?" the bartender asked her. "More like family troubles" the she groans in response. "You too?" the suited man beside her asked viewing her appearance."You say your brother getting into trouble sounds like a common occurrence, and what would you like, miss?" the bartender asked continuing her conversation with the man in the suit.
"Water please, Camille" the girl looks at the bartender's name tag. "Well, he's complicated, defiant, ill-mannered and a little temperamental. See, we don't shared the same father, of course that never bothered me, but my brother resents it deeply, never felt like he belonged. All told, he has a long history of getting himself into trouble" the suited person informs the bartender. "Please, call me Cami, Camille sounds old" she hands the glass of water to the girl and turns to the suited person, "And I'm guessing you have a long history of getting him out of it. What kind of bind is your brother in?" Cami asked him.
"He believes there are people in this town that are conspiring against him" he retorted tiredly. The girl ushers her hand hand for a refill "Wow, narcissistic and paranoid. Sorry, bartender with a grad degree in psychology, total cliché" she refills the glass and hands it back to her."Listen, Camille I'm looking for someone who might shed some light on his current predicament. She works here, Jane-Anne Devereux. Any idea where I might find her?" the suited man asked hopefully. "No, but I know someone who might" Camille then tells the man and he pays for his drink and leaves.
"What about you, what are you doing in the big easy" Camille refills the girls glass again. "Having a change in scenery that's all" the girl takes a sip of her glass. "I did not catch your name" Cami refills her glass again for it feels like the hundredth time that hour."My name is Aleiara" Aleiara gulps down the liquid and gently places it on the counter. "Very unique" Cami refilled the glass once again, "Yeah, and sorry I'm just so thirsty" she pushes the glass towards Cami."No more refills, I need to get going. See you around Cami!" she dismissed and pays for her drink leaving Rousseau's. "Papa, Why am I here?" Aleiara mutters walking towards her apartment. Out of no where thunder erupts from the sky. "You know, thunder isn't really an answer, by the way" she grumbled opening the door to her apartment and it thunders again but louder.
"Drama king" she whisper. "Needed at the cemetery" she hears a voice whisper to her. "Oh come on, I just got comfortable" Aleiara complains as she heads to the cemetery.
