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entrancelogs2015-02-03 10:26 am
malefice) wrote in entrancelogs2015-02-03 10:26 am
spit on me with your words
Who: Kol Mikalson, Niklaus Mikaelson and latter Davina Claire
Where: Somewhere around the hall that the Original ladies and Kol resides.
When: Feburary 9th
Rating: R - violence, foul mouths, and death.
Summary: Niklaus can piss off, basically.
The Story:
[ It had been a week, a week of him searching for Davina - even with the help of his sister they had had no luck. Every step of the way he'd had to keep his temper in check which only proved to make him angrier on the inside. Niklaus had had his fun, teasing and taunting Kol about it which struck a paranoid chord.
What Niklaus had done to the last witches that helped him try to defy the Hybrid made Kol far too suspicious. There was the possibility of her simply returning back to The Big Easy but that seemed like the simplest answer and with them, it rarely was. Nik had the horrible habit of taking all of Kol's things - people included - away from him.
Once again, Nik was going to get exactly what he wanted, as per usual. Perhaps the Middle Child Syndrome was far too strong in Kol but he couldn't stand to have that happen again. Without Davina all of Kol's plans fell away to nothing - to losing.
It was no secret to Kol that this elder brother had been lingering closely to Cami - be it due to the threats Kol spouted or something else, he didn't care. What Kol did care about was the fact that it had been a week, a week where his main ally was missing and his main enemy seemed to be rubbing it in his face at every turn.
It hadn't been planned, not exactly, to run into Klaus and not be able to hold his tongue any further. In retrospect he should fear his brother more, but that's a mindset he can't get into, not right away.
Of course it had been a bad idea to actually corner the hybrid in one of the hallways, but Kol was just full of bad ideas. ]
For someone who's clueless to the whereabouts of Davina, you've been rather prevalent around here lately. I find it a bit strange.
[ Davina had made it no secret that Klaus was public enemy number one. ]
Where: Somewhere around the hall that the Original ladies and Kol resides.
When: Feburary 9th
Rating: R - violence, foul mouths, and death.
Summary: Niklaus can piss off, basically.
The Story:
[ It had been a week, a week of him searching for Davina - even with the help of his sister they had had no luck. Every step of the way he'd had to keep his temper in check which only proved to make him angrier on the inside. Niklaus had had his fun, teasing and taunting Kol about it which struck a paranoid chord.
What Niklaus had done to the last witches that helped him try to defy the Hybrid made Kol far too suspicious. There was the possibility of her simply returning back to The Big Easy but that seemed like the simplest answer and with them, it rarely was. Nik had the horrible habit of taking all of Kol's things - people included - away from him.
Once again, Nik was going to get exactly what he wanted, as per usual. Perhaps the Middle Child Syndrome was far too strong in Kol but he couldn't stand to have that happen again. Without Davina all of Kol's plans fell away to nothing - to losing.
It was no secret to Kol that this elder brother had been lingering closely to Cami - be it due to the threats Kol spouted or something else, he didn't care. What Kol did care about was the fact that it had been a week, a week where his main ally was missing and his main enemy seemed to be rubbing it in his face at every turn.
It hadn't been planned, not exactly, to run into Klaus and not be able to hold his tongue any further. In retrospect he should fear his brother more, but that's a mindset he can't get into, not right away.
Of course it had been a bad idea to actually corner the hybrid in one of the hallways, but Kol was just full of bad ideas. ]
For someone who's clueless to the whereabouts of Davina, you've been rather prevalent around here lately. I find it a bit strange.
[ Davina had made it no secret that Klaus was public enemy number one. ]
no subject
And it won't be his own.
The demand for his word has him snarling. Who is he to make any demands? Who is he to mention any redemption on Klaus' part, as if it affects him in any manner.
Reaching the witch, he reaches to grab him by the neck, lifting him up effortlessly as Klaus braces him against the wall. ]
Here's the trouble with that, mate. I give my word to those who deserve it. [ He has very limited criteria on who qualifies for that special distinction. ] You've yet to prove you deserve a bloody thing, other than the loss of your life.
[ A part of him craved the torture, the prolonged misery that he can give until the witch is begging for death. Unfortunately, that would give him time to cast one of his spells, and Klaus might be impulsive but he is no moron.
Without another word, his face transforms, his eyes turning gold and his fangs making their appearance. With a growl, he's forward and biting into his neck, intending to drink from him until his body is drained dry. ]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=McDgDlnDX0Y
Instinctively he reaches up to wrap hands around his brother's wrist, knowing it's pointless to try to get free. ]
You - never even said - a thing. [ The words are choked out and hard to understand, in honesty he's not even sure he wants Nik to understand.
The only thing that's comforting about the whole ordeal is Davina told him he'd come back to life - told him the people in charge didn't like their captives dying and staying dead. For a moment he actually thinks his brother may spare him and simply snap his neck, but then he sees the change on Klaus' face and can't help but try to struggle - fear that had been schooled away becoming prevalent in his eyes, not at all wanting those fangs in his throat.
So when he feels teeth sink through his flesh like it's butter he lets out a strangled noise of pain, almost immediately feeling his grip on Nik's wrist get heavy as the hybrid taps into a major artery.
It's temporary. It's temporary.... It's temporary. He tries to remind himself of this as fear of bloodloss takes over; Davina herself had come back. ]
/gently slides in here like a wrecking ball
She couldn’t lose someone else she cared about. Even if death wasn’t permanent here.
There’s a hum of magic in the air, almost palpable as she approaches - already pooling and channeling what she can glean from the mansion… Not caring who or what she’s pulling it from as long as it’s not Kol. Any fight she might have expected, though, halts when she comes upon them.]
Kol! [It’s screamed more than anything, hands surging forward to send a wall of power at Klaus. The name slips out without a second thought, not having bothered to call him Kaleb for what feels like a mixture of months, though it's only been days from her new memories. It's a confliction she hasn't had time to think about, much less resolve. Not when there are lives, once again, hanging in the balance. She needs him to let go so she can grab Kol and take him somewhere safe. There’s a lethality to her words, anger with a tinge of panic shining in her eyes. He would be okay. He has to be. Klaus can’t take someone else she cares about… Cami said he wouldn’t do this to her again and like a fool, she’d believed her.
All of her rage and hurt pushes against Klaus, ignoring the pain radiating from her ankle and neck. A warm feeling should start to work its way through Klaus’s body - the feeling of his blood beginning to boil… Getting hotter and hotter with each passing second.]
Let him go now!
the most gentle of wrecking balls
Instinct demands he turn on her, tear into her to stop the pain, to force her to explain just what the hell she's doing calling out his brother's name. She has fully incapacitated him, however, so the only thing he is capable of doing is feeling fire race through his veins. ]
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Always alone. Everyone she risks caring about being torn away from her, doomed to watch them die and not be able to stop it.
There’s a wave of her hand as she forms a barrier between Klaus and Kol, pulling the latter closer to her. With another chant, the body moves into her room and the wall shifts as she steps back into it. It blocks him from even attempting to press at her door, at least long enough for her to ward properly before the magic dissipates. There’s a final jab at Klaus to leave him a hint that she’s not as weak as she was before she got sent home, finally stopping the hell she was raining down on him and focusing her attention on Kol.]