𝓽𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 / ˢᵒᵘˡ

@NobleStag-        (  . . .  )        [            evelyn had watched       the      exchange silently from     where      she had been      sitting on       the couch     ,       almost resisting the       urge to roll her  eyes        at the predictable nature of          her hybrid       brother .        you’d think ,     after centuries     ,     he would have grown out of       his petty nature      ,     but yet here they were ,       in the same cycle .        ]     perhaps it's time to        recognize the unyielding nature          of his ways.       we cannot always         salvage those who        refuse to be saved.         sometimes,        the best         kindness we         can offer       is to accept their        choices and       protect ourselves        from their       chaos.

@wiccaanways        (  . . .  )       hm   ?       [          the brunette       woman       hummed  ,     lifting her thumb      up to the      corner       of her lip      ,     catching the droplets      of blood there      .     usually     ,       she wasn’t so     messy      - -        well      ,       when she didn’t feel       like leaving a       bloody trail behind her .          these were one      of those days      where it had not been intentional .         not wasting a      drop ,      the mikaelson      heretic       placed the tip of her thumb between her lips         ,        the rich taste       almost intoxicating .         ]            ah    ,     thank you .      I had no idea I         was still wearing my date       .         [           a lingering chuckle left her       as she      tilted her head      to the side        ,       an almost permanently         amused look in       her eye .       ]       gone now ? 

@wiccanblud  /    thank you so much !    ♡

There were reasons for why she did things, though they may not have made much sense to others. Why come to New Orleans now? Maybe she had heard of the trouble that brewed within the street. What better time to come while they were all divided, bickering over the smallest things? She had heard about the trouble, of course. She hadn't been in Faerie for a while and whispers of the supernatural world did spread fairly quickly in the mortal realm. They had told her of the Hybrid King who thought he could rule with an iron fist. She had laughed, of course. He was still little more than a boy playing dress up. But she hadn't come for them. Not this time. "No better place to hide than in a town full of chaos and strife," she replied with an indifferent shrug. "Right under everyone's nose. You'd be amazed at how little people truly see when they are caught up in their own little world. That and a rumour, of course."

@rxdiantshadows       (  . . .  )         [          how exactly      could      evelyn      have forgotten the fae    doppleganger    who had     quite literally ,     disappeared from their lives    without a trace      ,      after having      spent much of her time with     her family      ?       it seemed like such a long      time ago now ,     and it was      ,      but evelyn        never forgot a      face    .    or the name attached to it .        
                      but the    ghost     of a     smile     that had appeared      on the heretic’s      face soon darkened ,         as she shook her head .        ]         as     good as     it is to   see you ,       you’ve      chosen      a      bloody      interesting     time to show        yourself      ,      niamh   .         you’re in the middle     of a      war          between the factions       .      [         not     that      she believed that        the other     couldn’t handle herself      ,     but her      brothers had      deemed it     necessary      to get involved      in a war       that really       had nothing to do with them .        and it was      getting awfully complicated .        not that evelyn    minded the bloodshed           ,      but this petty     back and forth      about     ‘ whose home this was ‘ and      ‘ who was king ‘      but becoming damn right annoying .         ]          what brings you        to     this     / charming /      place ,   hm  ?

So she did remember. An interesting fact, for centuries had passed them both by and Niamh had made no attempt to rekindle many friendships with the family after what had happened. She had suspected they had forgotten her existence, which may not have been a bad thing. She should have never been there in the first place, then perhaps things would have ended differently. Though Evelyn had never been a subject of her ire of course. She had never been the one responsible for what had happened in the past. "Was that a question, or an answer?" the faerie asked, a half-amused smile tilting up the edges of her lips, a typical response from one of the fair folk. They had never been known for giving a straight answer unless asked directly. Even then, the fae had a way of twisting the words to suit them. Not quite a lie, but not the truth the others sought either. But she wouldn't go that extent, not this time, for she had no reason to. "You are correct though, whether your words be a question or an answer."

"That's because I never offered it to you," he replied bluntly. The fewer people who knew about him, the better. Even if it meant they got him confused with his boring doppelganger all the time. Another one obsessed with saving the world and the people in it, rather like the Original he had encountered. He never did understand that, never saw the point in trying to remain human when he was anything but. Why should he? Shaking the thoughts from his head, he found himself regarding the girl before him again. He supposed though there was no harm in it this time around. After all, she already knew he wasn't Stefan, or Silas or one of the countless others. "Kazimir Hovath," he finally replied.

@dangeroustendencies     (  . . .  )          [           there was        a      difference      between       evelyn      and      her brother .      while    ,    to some extent      ,       she admired his      efforts to     be good      ,     she did not pretend       to be something      that       she wasn’t .     while      magic     coursed through her     veins ,       her      blood      was     also of     a vampire    ,     and      vampires were        predators    .       the urge     to     feed     ,      the thirst      for the        kill       overpowered anything      else    .      ]      more than       anyone .      [           she  agreed       ,      before letting out       a sigh as she shook her  head     ,      a forced       laugh leaving her lips .      ]            my brother      has an     unfortunate     tendency to      lock      away     his      wrongdoings        into the back       of his mind .     but      I suppose     I should applaud him for       his efforts of nobility.       even still ,     centuries later    .       . . .         [          she trailed off       ,      pausing ,        before raising her eyebrow      ,      giving him a      once over.         ]        . . .          and     I believe      you     have yet to tell me        / your /     name . 

It was something to that effect, though the difference was that Kazimir had taken no notice whatsoever and had continued along his path. Why should he worry about sparing a few humans? And the words of another vampire with a history far longer than his certainly had no place telling him what to do. He regarded the woman in front of him for a moment, simply making a mental judgment between her and Elijah. Her brother had been arrogant, indeed. But this one was different, an interesting surprise, considering they were related. She didn't seem anywhere near as uppity or self-important. She seemed to understand that she was a vampire and humans were nothing more than food. This one wasn't so bad. "You know him," he replied in response to her words, as if that answer was enough to inform that yes, that was exactly what he had done. "I don't think he's taken a look a mirror for a while. Once he does, he might be a little surprised to see what sort of reflection is staring back at him."