Hearing The Other Voice Caused Her Shoulders To Jolt Upwards, Wiping Her Tears, She Sniffed Before Letting

open starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @inaducursehqstarters muse ⊹₊ ⋆ eleanor hildegard location ⊹₊ ⋆ the french quarter plots ⊹₊ ⋆ utp

everything was fuzzy. yet at the same time so vibrant, the whole thing gave her a headache, one she couldn't seem to shake. ever since crawling out of the grave, there were only two things on eleanor's mind, water and her fiancee. placing unruly hair behind her ears, she walked toward the french quarter in search for both. the thing was, she had no money on her. so to get any answers, the anxiously meek woman looked around for someone kind enough to notice she was in distress.

"excuse me, could uhh..." she trailed off unable to get the attention of another, sulking her shoulders forward. ellie's brain felt as if it heavy, as the bright lights strained her already blurry vision.

josie wasn't normally one to be out in society, often finding herself at home with a good book, or some new gripping television show, but it was a hot day and being near water felt like the perfect getaway. setting out her towel, she placed all her belongings neatly around, before going to grab a drink with a book in hand. by the time she came back, a piña colada in one hand, her sigh covered by the book. unaware of her surroundings, the siphoner sat on someone else's blanket, only to be sucked deeper in the story she read.

it wasn't until an annoyed voice rang in her ears, that she realized she wasn't with her things. looking around with wide eyes, she quickly got up, her cheeks flushing as she apologized. "oh, i'm so sorry, i uhh wasn't paying attention. i got sucked into this book and must've sat on your towel. i'm not wet so it shouldn't be soaked or anything."

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the water felt so refreshing, the cool sensation hitting against the new hybrids skin. she felt at peace, the first time in the last month where she had truly felt at peace. everything became an overwhelming feeling and something she had never wanted. she was happy as just a wolf, she could control that just about and now, now she felt as if she had taken five steps backwards. but the swim, it was helping her, everyone of her senses just focusing on the water. the sounds, the feeling, it felt good. finally getting out of the water, an hour after she started her swim, there was a small roll of her eyes for a brief moment. “do you mind, you’re sitting on my towel.” she almost snapped at the person. the sense of calming she had fading almost instantly. god, maybe she should just live in the water and as far away from society as she could.

closed starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @tribidscrsed muse ⊹₊ ⋆ josie saltzman location ⊹₊ ⋆ french quarter (klaus and caroline's home)

it was impossible for josie to not find out, that hope was back in the city. the two ended on not so great terms a few months ago, causing their european adventure to be cut short. both of them held too much grief and shared the inability to cope, a recipe for disaster when it came to any relationship. once finding out about the murders, she realized that delaying their meeting was not going to work out. knowing that if anyone was going to join the crusade to figure out who was behind this, it would be the trusy tribrid, someone josie loved dearly.

taking a deep breath as if to gather courage, the siphoner knocked on the door of hope's old room. a place that would never change thanks to caroline. after a rthymic few knocks, josie placed her hands behind her back, gripping her wrists tightly as some way to hold back all her feelings. if hope does open the door, what the hell was meant to be said? i love you? i'm sorry? can we just go back to before? the endless questions began to give josie a headache. regretting the idea of doing this in the first place.

"hope, please open the door. i just need to know you are okay."

how are you feeling now that lizzie is finally back? (josie)

"i feel like i have a second chance at so many things. yet it's also terrifying because no matter how hard hope and i tried we couldn't bring her back. it will be better once i know what brought her back, or at least i hope it will. " @terroremarium

eleanor wasn't sure where to go tonight, with nikolas remaining at arms length and her family so caught up in her return, it felt as if nothing was right. sure being back from the dead wasn't right or normal either, but to be treated like such a fragile piece of art, well it made the young woman anxious. the feeling never left her, it seemed once she crawled out of the grave, she was destined to feel out of place in the world. possibly because she didn't belong here anymore. none of it made sense, so she made her way to the outside area of the venue and took in a the fresh air. only coming back to reality when a voice filled the silence.

tilting her head to the other, she opened her eyes and furrowed her brows. trying to think what answer would be best. bolting felt like the best option. yet, her feet stayed planted on the ground. "honestly, i can't answer that. i want to leave this ball so badly. get away from everyone and just be, but i don't want to worry people anymore."

↷ open ╳ @inaducursehqstarters ↷ muse playing ╳ andrew salvatore ↷ location ╳ vaso bar and venue (bywater ) ↷ event ╳ enchanted evening masquerade

the redhead was still on edge after drinking from his father , damon . the limitation of blood was starting to get to him . he didn't want to feed on anyone else because he didn't want to hurt them , but that didn't changed the fact that his craving for the taste often danced on his tongue . however, andrew knew that his father would give him another hit before the night was done so he decided to think about something else for a change . " should we dance like we belong or ditch this place ? " andrew approached the other .

gabriela couldn't help but give hope a soft smile, she was always unsure of how to greet the demon, most likely due to the odd relationship between hope and tyler. they didn't blame hope for feeling such animosity towards their husband, but also felt the need to defend him each time. the balance provided a weird balance for the whole mikaelson-lockwood clan. however, now that she was in the faction, gabbi grew closer with hayley and tolerated klaus. shaking her head softly, she then nodded in agreement. "you can call me gabbi, by the way and you're right these dresses have a lot of fabric. i've always been a fan of a nice satin slip dress, feels nice against the skin, easy to get off...." her voice got lower, realizing that she was not in the presence of someone her age. sure, hope knew all about the birds and bees, but being a mom meant that not everyone felt comfortable speaking on the topic. clearing her throat, the demon took a sip of their champagne and smirked. "don't tell your mom i said that."

PAYING ATTENTION TO ANYTHING but the massive amount of fabric that the tribid had to currently mange to walk in, was proving to be a tad difficult. dainty hands, were gripping the corners of her dress, she'd glided her way through the many interested parties with promises of saving a dance or twelve for those that asked ( with no intention of delivering of course ) an ocean colored gaze, looked around, taking hold of a champagne flute, she allowed one side of her gown to drop. only coming to a sharp halt as she lightly slammed into someone else, the person appearing unfamiliar for a moment, before her gaze focused. " oh.. gab... mrs. lockwood? " their families weren't close ⸺ in fact her friendship with kaya was merely a few years old, and while she held the hellhound in high regard the history between families was a bit too dense to ignore. " still learning to navigate this thing. " she mused with an awkward laugh. " should have asked for an INSTRUCTION manual before wearing it. "

gabriela had a nose for darkness, being able to sniff it out anytime it was close. the sense never shocked her, living in new orleans always meant there was something lurking, but after having kids she became a bit more sensitive to the feeling. standing by the fire, the demon took a deep breath, rolling her eyes before his voice could hit her ears. a sweet talker, something gabi knew about all to well.

taking a sip of their drink, they shrugged their shoulders before looking to the other. "you don't look like the type to enjoy stargazing. seems to chill for you." turning from the flames, gabriela looked at the other sternly, unsure of what to make of him. he wasn't anything she couldn't handle, having her fair share with dangerous beings. yet, she was nervous about what his intentions were. "plus if i was to go stargazing it would be with my husband."

open starter for ♔ @inaducursehqstarters location ♔ paradigm gardens

tobias  parker  lounged  by  the  bonfire,  the  stars  shimmering  above  like  celestial  secrets  waiting  to  be  uncovered.  the  magic  in  the  air  buzzed,  intoxicating  and  invigorating.  he  noticed  a  newcomer,  a  silhouette  against  the  flames,  and  flashed  a  charming  grin.  "welcome  to  the  festivities,"  he  purred,  his  voice  smooth  as  velvet.

his  shadow  specter,  an  ethereal  wisp  of  darkness,  hovered  at  his  side,  eager  to  cause  a  little  mischief.  "the  stars  are  quite  a  sight  tonight,"  tobias  continued,  eyes  gleaming  with  a  mix  of  warmth  and  mischief.  "care  to  join  me  for  a  bit  of  stargazing?"

SAM CARPENTER Scream VI (2023)

I just thought about what you would do. It’s like you always say: if we stick together, nothing can hurt us.