𝓒 .

He took the piece of paper from her hands, glancing at the symbol she had drawn on it. It wasn't one he had seen before, but that also didn't mean anything. Not all the symbols witches used happened to be old ones. There was nothing stopping them from creating something new. And he certainly wouldn't have called her crazy, not even if she didn't have prior experience with such things. "You say you see it in a dream?" he asked, handing the scrap of paper back to her. "You haven't been in any contact with any witches lately? It is possible they've linked their magic to you for some reason. It would explain why you're seeing this. But I can't say I know the symbol. I'm sorry I can't be of more help. I never really had much to do with witchcraft while I was still alive." Magic had never been something that interested him much. Sure, he'd hung out with a few witches in his years but he never paid much attention to the magic itself. "Have you tried asking a Quarter witch? If anyone would know, it would be one of them."

@sinfulkiss     (  . . .   )           [        she sent      him     a small      smile     as    he let      her pass      ,    letting him     take    her bag     ,     sitting down on      one of     the couches     .      she    exhaled     softly      for a moment .         ]        you     might     think I’m    being ridiculous   .     but I’ve      been having      these      dreams .    constant ones     ,      and     I     keep    seeing the same thing       .       / this / .       [         she uncrumpled      the piece of paper       that had been stuffed in her     bag ,     one that adorned     a strange     looking symbol ,    showing it to him .       camille    usually wasn’t one to be so     paranoid     ,     but     considering    her history with      this sort of thing    :      having been compelled      ,     her family’s hex    ,     esther once     planning on using     her body as a vessel for     rebekah . . .      she believed she had every right to be       .         ]         my    uncle     had     a    whole     inventory     dedicated   to   information      about      the supernatural.     but      I can’t      find    / anything /     on this .    . . .        I’m no     expert     in the matter     ,     / believe / me      ,        but from       my experience      with witches     ,      symbols like this      mean nothing      good .      [          she muttered      ,        chewing the      inside of her cheek     ,     leaning forward in her seat ,    elbows rested on her knees as     her hands clasped together .              ]         you’ve . . .      been around for a long     time .       I was wondering       if you recognised      it .      or    just      tell me     I’m being      crazy    . 

He stepped aside to let her in, brow creased with worry at the way she was acting. What exactly had happened to make the rather calm woman end up in a fluster like this? “Of course,” he told her, knowing she didn’t even need to ask. If she needed help, his door was open day and night.  He certainly wasn’t going to turn her away, no matter the time. Closing the door behind her, he gently took the bag from her, guiding her towards one of the couches. “But first I think you need to have a seat and just breath.”

He took the cloth from the blonde, wiping away the mess left behind from the stake. It wouldn’t be perfect but it was enough to prevent too many people from gawking at him. “He killed all of Rebekah’s lover out of jealousy and spite. Several of Elijah’s as well. All because he was no longer the centre of attention. You have seen what Klaus has decided to show you. And you are not the first he has done it to.” He knew his brother, an unfortunate side effect of having been alive for a thousand years. People wanted to believe he was redeemable, wanted to believe they could save the monster. Hell, Arutha himself had for a few centuries, until his brother drove a dagger through his heart and left him to rot for a while all because Klaus didn’t like something he had said. “I’m not Elijah or Rebekah. I’m not going to wait around for the impossible. He crossed the line when he murdered someone I cared about for the sheer fun of it. There is no redemption for people like that. And if my siblings can’t see that, then that’s  on them.”

@sinfulkiss    (  . . .  )       you don’t need to worry .        don’t concern yourself with me .          [         the blonde     reiterated     ,    only a light     chuckle    leaving her lips    as she repeated     his own words ,     before she dipped her gaze ,      shaking her head     .      ]          I appreciate your    concern    ,     I really do     ,     but I     was a part of     this  world        long before        your family came to town     .          I understand the risks .  and       I can’t let fear     dictate my actions       .     [          she handed him the cloth      ,     before pursing her        lips      ,     a sad smile forming on her features       .        ] 
             no .         I don’t believe that .          I don’t condone      or defend       klaus’ actions      .     hell ,    he can be    difficult ,   stubborn and    a real      jackass ,       but there’s good in him    .      I’ve seen it . . .         and if there’s good in      someone ,    then there’s always hope     for them .        i    hope you see it  someday       too . 

Klaus had always been like a five year old child. It was nothing unusual to find him throwing a fit because things had never gone his way. Even as a child, that had been his default setting. Becoming a vampire had only enhanced it, made him far worse and far more dangerous for people to be around. When things didn't go as plan, he took it out on everyone else, even if it was his own fault. "Nothing to talk about, aside from the fact I should have stayed away," he replied with a shrug. "It's not so much telling you what to do Cami, as being worried about your safety. I have seen what happens to humans who get caught up in this world. It never ends well, no matter how hard someone tries to save them. To have that happened to you, for showing concern to the wrong person, would not be such a good thing. You are far too kind for my world, and the people who reside in it. People like my brother... they use that to their advantage. You are little more than a pawn in their game until they grow bored of you. I would hate to see you end up with such a fate."

@slybled     (  . . .  )       well     ,     I’m pretty sure      if    I wasn’t     here     to man      the bar     during closing hours ,       half the     alcohol stash     would be gone   because of your family   .       [          she teased    pointedly     ,    elbows leaning against the counter      ,     watching      as he helped himself to a seat at the bar .       her head cocked slightly to the side     .      ]         misunderstood      ?       in what way ?       [         to be     completely honest     ,      cami       hadn’t really     had     a chance    to    interact with    kol    much     .     the mikaelsons’    had attempted to keep     her out of the family      drama    more recently    - -      / attempted / ,    being the word  .    what could she say ?      she was  intrigued .     a hum left her lips   ,     followed by a chuckle    , holding her hands up in surrender .       ]        note taken .    i suppose      a drink     on the house is in order then .    [          her eyebrow rose   as the corner         of her lips     twitched up  ,   turning to grab one of the glasses     she had just    polished   and placed it on the bar .           ]           what’s your      poison ?       beer ,    whiskey ,    bourbon ,   scotch on     the rocks     . . .   ?      or something a little fancier    ? 

@psycholgistics     i don’t think you seem to mind it at all . from the looks of it ,, this bar is always open when it comes to my family .  * the original vampire ,, slowly taunted his way over to the bar ,, taking a seat . his devilish grin never leaving his face ,, as his eyes fixated on the blonde *   nik is as complicated as it gets ,, while as for me .. i like to think of myself more as misunderstood .   * a small scoff escapes from his lips ,, as he then tilts his head to the side ,, as he listens to her sympathy *  .. while that is very kind of you cami ,, i assure you that i don’t need your pity . for centuries i’ve had to live .. or well ,, desecrated in a coffin only to finally have some sort of freedom .  i say we skip the condolences and get to the celebrating part . 

@slybled     (   . . .   )       y’know    we’re closed     ,     right ?      I’m starting to      think i    should invest       in a bigger sign     .       [          the blonde    smiled slightly    ,      as she placed   another       glass     on the shelf behind the    counter      in rousseau’s    .      she    remained behind the counter ,         slinging      a     tea towel     over her shoulder .         ]        well    ,     in   my experience   ,    there are a lot of things      that klaus     does        that     we  don’t        understand    .          the mikaelson’s      are complicated people      .        [          cami      chuckled       lightly      ,     tilting her head   as she silently       observed him       for a moment .     there was a brief pause .       ] 
                      because      of your    history    with him    ?   . . .     [          she asked      gently   ,   eyes softening         .       ]      i heard        about       what       he did      to you .              I’m sorry .     no one       should have       to go through that .   

@dangeroustendencies 
            
            [          her eyebrow rose      as her back straightened .     hues narrowed slightly     and she    stared silently    at the stranger .    brief     irritation    flashed over her soft features     as she       twisted the tea towel a little harder      inside the glass in her hand    .      eventually ,    the blonde placed both items down ,      her hands resting on the edge of the counter          .           she may  be kind    ,     but never would she let         someone  walk over      her     like that       or speak to her in such a tone       ,      when she had done nothing         to deserve it .     one question she had asked him .    ‘ do you want something to drink ? ‘ ,       and he threw / that / back in her face    ?         ]             you’re sitting at a    / bar /     surrounded by alcohol  .           sorry for the ‘ misunderstanding ‘ .      [         she mused ,     a half smile   forming    ,       almost    sarcastic ,        as she shook her head to herself .    she pushed herself away from the counter    ,     lips pressed together     ,     turning to another     customer .       ] 

@daggerhappy 
            
            [          her     eyebrows     rose  in slight        disbelief     as his     quick dismissive greeting     ,     raising her    eyes to the ceiling briefly .        cami      moved     behind the     bar once     again ,    plucking    one of     the clean and       polished glasses       from the shelves .        ]          drink’s on me. .      [         as she started pouring the booze ,          the blonde          would      eye him      occasionally      
               as     he rambled     , intently      listening to what       he had to say .    to listen to his side of    the story ,      as she always        did .       once she placed       the drink      in front of him ,         she rested her        forearms on the       counter     ,       leaning forward as      her voice softened    ,     sadness flickering within       her hues .       ]            klaus      . . .       think     about    this   for a     moment .     an innocent      girl     just    died .   think     about what     they’re going through       —    marcel      and    davina     were always      close     .        and     your brother       was    infatuated      with her       .      if      you lost      someone      you loved       ,       would you not          act out      too    ?         what you      need      ,     is not      to retaliate .       what     you need      ,       is to be there for them ,      to show compassion ,      despite your obvious         differences .        you’re family .    
                      [            the corners       of her lips      twitched upwards       ever so        slightly as       she folded her arms        comfortably         over her         chest .       ]              are these      murderous fantasies     coming      out      because of      the secrets surrounding  your brother      or because         you’re paranoid           you’ll lose control     ? 

@psycholgistics 
            
            hello  love  ,  how are you  ?   [ he
            quickly rambled  ,  before raising 
            a brow . ]   can we get back to me 
            now  ,  please   ?    [ normally he 
            would’ve taken a few moments to 
            inquire her well-being  ,  but today 
            was not one of those days  .   he moved
            towards the bar  ,  before sitting down in
            one of the bar chairs  .  ]   marcellus  ,  is 
            causing trouble  .  now i normally wouldn’t 
            mind him squabbling with elijah , but 
            now he’s turned his little games towards 
            me   .   along with kol  ,   he’s decided to 
            go behind my back once more  .   [  he 
            grumbled  ,  dramatic hand motions 
            being thrown in the air as he spoke .  ] 
            i’m  / very / close to ripping someone’s 
            tongue and forcing down their throat . 

@daggerhappy 
            
            and       hello    to you        too .     and how am I ?      I’m great ,    thank you for       asking .             [           cami spoke ,      blinking      as her head        snapped      up    at the oh    so familiar voice .           she      had closed       down       rousseau’s    ,     the bar empty      and the      tables     resting upon the tables        .     the door had been       locked      ,      though she wasn’t         exactly surprised that       he had somehow     managed to find        a way in ,     regardless .         she had just        been on     her way out       when he      had entered ,       and so     instead ,      she placed      her handbag back        down on the counter      .       
                      the blonde       pursed     her lips in thought .              so     ,      the   mikaelson family       cycle      continued .         if it      wasn’t one       sibling       having      an argument with      the          other    ,     it was one     of them     stabbing     the other in     the back    , both   figuratively and     literally .         ]                  what exactly have they done to      make      you   feel     this way    ?—           [          she stopped short ,        sending         him a pointed look ,        as if she         just had to        confirm something .        ] 
                         you      /   haven’t   /     killed anyone    ,     have you    ? 

@cosmicalmistake 
            
            do      your gifts       usually     involve      jump scaring     your    very  / human /       associates  ?          I almost had a heart     attack .       [       she breathed     ,      shaking her head      ,    before pausing ,    a sympathetic smile     forming at the girl’s comments ,     or more so ,    warnings about the mikaelson family .       it was far too late for cami      to back       away now   —      and she didn’t want to     ,     even if she had been given      the chance .        there were personal ties now —     and she felt attached   , despite the dangers .         ]         no family is perfect .        [          the blonde pointed        out    ,       a short chuckle escaping her .        hers wasn’t , even    when they        were alive .         ]             the people who hate your family ,     haven’t taken the time       to understand you  and get to know you on a personal level .             don’t get me wrong ,    your family has their moments .      and I stand by my morals .       but you’re not as bad as    many make you out to be .         [         she mused       ,    voice softer now that she had      gotten over     the little scare .      a     noise of     offence   soon left her .        ]           hey— not everything       is    / supernatural /       trouble —       have      you / seen /      some of the       guys   I       have to deal with       at  rousseau’s       ?           [            cami     laughed     ,     before nudging the girl’s shoulder lightly          with her own .          ]           now ,     / what /     are you really doing here      ?        aren’t you supposed to be     meeting     some      ….   / boy /    — or      hanging out with     your friends   and being       a teenager—  ?     I hardly think you      had plans tonight       to stalk       the     mikaelson therapist       .      
            
            
            

‘     i would apologize ,    but it is a gift when it comes to being a mikaelson .     ’   hope said stepping out of the shadows  .    taking in the sight of the familiar blonde .    hearing the others heartbeat .   a small smile formed on her lips  .    the girl shrugged  as she made sure no one was following them .     ‘     you have chosen to befriend a hated family .    it comes with challenges .    sometimes . . . no . . more like all the time , death .       ’ hope sighed .    more of a reminder for the women next to her .   an amused look replaced her tired one as she listened to the other talk about her karate skills .   a small smile forming on her lips .    ‘        i appreciate you attempt at trying to convince yourself that you are a match for the supernatural . . but i would stick to bartending  and giving out therapy .     leave the defending to us .    ’     a small laugh leaving the girls lips .  

@cosmicalmistake 
            
            you all have      a   habit of    appearing     out of     nowhere    ,     that I’m     somehow still     not used to .        [          the blonde      breathed ,      feeling     the pulsating of her       heart as      she pressed her hand to her      chest     at hope’s       sudden      appearance .      but in      all     honesty ,      she was      relieved .      relieved     that it     was      the mikaelson     daughter      she had come     to know    very well   ,      and not someone else .           she swallowed        ,      sending     the tribrid     a     look .           ]           since    when was     it only      a night     job      ?        [       it was meant         as an       offhand    ,     lighter comment ,      but in hindsight ,      there was     some truth      behind     her words .      each day     brought its new     set of     challenges .     ]         I appreciate      you    checking up     on me ,     but I      would    have be fine .       did    I    ever tell you     that    I’ve got     a black     belt   in    karate   ?       I    may lack     superhuman      strength and speed      ,     but I wouldn’t like to say      that    I’m   / entirely /     helpless    against   the     trouble that      tends to     find me .     

"I would suppose a number of smashed glasses would come with the territory," he told her half absentmindedly, watching the other patron exit the bar. When he was sure he was gone, and not coming back, the Original found himself sinking back into the stool he had previously risen from, a half wry grin on his face as he shook his head at her words. "I merely did the bare minimum. This is your bar, your space. People shouldn't act in such a manner. They seem to have forgotten it's not all that difficult to respect places that belong to others." Maybe such an act wasn't that common, especially in a city like this, but really, how hard was it to simply do the right thing? Perhaps it was, for some people, clearly indicated by the other customer. It was little wonder the bar for behaviour nowadays was set so low.  "I do apologise if I overstepped, however. But unfortunately, there are some people out there who simply chose not to listen. I didn't think you really wanted any more drama than necessary."

@sinfulkiss 
            
            she swallowed       ,       trying to keep her composure      as she studied       the exchange   ,     gobsmacked    that the customer       ,     who she thought was going to be a problem ,     seemed to actually be    / listening / .        her gaze flickered between the two ,    observing     the direct eye contact ,     the way      that not a blink     followed between them .      no ….     surely it couldn’t be .      yes ,     she was thrown      of by his casual tone or voice ,     but         cami was      no stranger       to compulsion  .      in fact ,     she had been subject to its influences on many occasions     ,     especially in the early days of      getting to know the mikaelson’s.              
                     her heart     quickened in her chest ,      a natural    instinct and response      when she realised the truth .       this ‘ mystery guy from the bar ‘     was a vampire .        and yet ,     he had     used the compulsion to aid her .       whether she     agreed with it or not ,     good intentions was behind it .          she tried not to panic or jump to conclusions  —   
                        she watched as the rude customer grumbled to himself     something that she couldn’t hear ,     after tearing his eyes away from arutha’s        and       stumbling off his stool ,      making his way to the exit .             ]
                      aaaaand ,    that’s another     glass     that a customer owes me  .       what are the odds . . .            [           she murmured as she picked up a dustpan and brush     ,    kneeling down to clear up the broken glass .         she stopped though mid way ,                  moving her hair out of her face     as she allowed her gaze to flicker over his face       ,      a genuine    expression of gratitude there .       ]             you didn’t      have    to speak up      for me          like        that    .       but . . .        thank you . 

He could have laughed at that. There certainly were some things out there that were not so friendly. But he was far worse than anything else she could have referred to. Arutha simply preferred to remain civil.  His family had caused enough bloodshed throughout the centuries without him adding his name to the list. But before he had a chance to reply, the drunk had interrupted him, the shattering of glass on the floor. He had found himself on his feet in a heartbeat, though aside from that, he remained perfectly still. The blonde girl looked as though she had it under control, and he didn't want to be overstepping any boundaries. This was her bar, not his. But that didn't mean he couldn't 'persuade' the other to follow her suggestion to the letter. "I would recommend doing what Cami has asked," he stated softly, continuing to keep his same conversational tone. The compulsion would work regardless but it was easier this way, more subtle and less prone to drawing too much attention to himself. To the eyes of most, it was merely him just following up a request already asked.

@morgueture  /   thank youu < 3 3

@risingregent      /      walking down the aisle rn LMAO    —        &      I’m in love with        / your / account       !      : 0