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ᴋᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ ([personal profile] delusive) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2015-06-05 11:50 pm

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Who: Katherine Pierce + YOU
Where: Various locations
When: 06/05
Rating: PG
Summary: Katherine tries to take advantage of her freedom now that Klaus isn't around.

The Story:

[from learning of klaus's departure from wonderland, katherine finally feels like she can actually breathe. she has never truly had the chance to rest because of her life on the run, the constant fear and looking over her shoulder in case he found her even in this place so it's something she's glad to do without for a change.

for the first time she feels like she can relax, free to do whatever she wants without feeling like there is another threat to her life. she knows that klaus could just as easily come back but it'd be stupid not to take advantage of her freedom while she has it.

she starts off in the mansion, wandering the floors for anything interesting she might come across as well as finding herself a new room to settle in instead of switching up every few days like she was previously doing. when she finds herself getting bored though she will head to the bar to get herself a drink or outside towards the gardens. it was amazing how much more she felt like she could tolerate in this place now and that shows in not only how approachable she is but the good mood she happens to be in too]
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[personal profile] fantoche 2015-06-08 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[The garden had been something of a refuge in her time here, a place to clear her head and ground herself. Katherine wasn’t the only one taking a deep breath with Klaus’s departure, especially after the threat Kol told her about. It didn’t mean she should let her guard down, though.

Instead she focused on preparing herself in case he came back or something… or someone worse showed up. Like Mikael again, or their mother. There was no such thing as a break. So, she’d started a little garden off to the side with herbs, basic things that tended to be better fresh from a plant than the closet. With her hair half pulled out of her face, she’d settled in for the day with the grimoire Kol had given her and a few new plants that were ready to go into the ground.

Looking up from where she is, there's a slight wash of magic as she gives the new person a once over before holding out a hand.]


Could you hand me that small pot of African Violets?