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A soft laughter escaped the young man as Annabeth complained. “Honestly? I think so? I’m definitely not going around and considering myself forty, so twenty-two is what I’m sticking with… so I guess that’d leave you with the age you left us at.” He remarked. “So, as your new older, younger brother, I say to you ‘tough’.” He grinned.

annabeth pouted, scrunching her nose slightly. “i don’t like this. i mean i guess i’m still 18 if that’s what we’re going with. so now i’m the youngest and the shortest? wow this is just not fair at all,” she laughed. 

“Hey, when you come back from the dead, this is a judgement free zone.” she retorted with a raise of her brow. “That’s what I thought.” she let out a small chuckle. “How are you holding up? You know, with everything.”

“fair enough. come back from the dead club,” she laughed, shaking her head as she took the alcohol and took a sip. “shut up. oh i’m handling it like me. shoving it all down and just not handling it,” she commented. 

Luke couldn’t remove the stupid grin that was attached to his face at the moment. It was definitely a surreal feeling, being able to reunite with the siblings that Kai had taken from him and Liv before they really got a chance to know them. “Uh, somewhere around that, yeah.” He laughed slightly. “Yeah - another conversation, for some other time when we aren’t supposed to be enjoying ourselves.” He agreed with a nod. “Aww - I was always going to outgrow you.” He teased lightly at her remark.

annabeth giggled as he her brother smiled. she was so happy to have found her family. at least some of them. she’d been robbed of so much time with her siblings. all she wanted now was the time that had been stolen. she nodded.  “yeah. probably a good idea,” she chuckled. annabeth scrunched up her nose at him. “luke! shut up! i’m older? wait does this mean i’m the youngest siblings now?” she laughed. 

“Annabeth?” Luke looked at her with a narrowed gaze as he really focused on her features. “I… I mean, the memories are a little bit fuzzy, but yeah - I remember you. Of course I do.” He stated and gave a gentle chuckle at her words. “Uh, yeah - I did. For a little while anyway.” He joked dryly. “It’s.. it’s really nice to see you again.” He smiled softly.

annabeth smiled and nodded. “hi,” she said. she had missed so much. “well i guess i don’t really blame you. you were only, what, 5? and i don’t think i’d want to remember that either,” she admitted. “well that sounds ominous but maybe that’s for another time, huh?” she chuckled. “though it’s not fair that you’re so much taller than me now.” 

“Oh.. right.” She let the other’s words sink in, humming in response before she took another sip, finishing her drink as there wasn’t much left in the small glass. “I enjoy parties since we are sometimes having one at the old mill near the school before dad shuts them down”, Josie chuckled to herself, remembering the last one not so long ago, “But I’ll never get used to the ones like this.”

annabeth gave a soft smile and shrugged. “i lived in a kind of sheltered place so there weren’t really a whole lot of parties going on,” she chuckled. “but those kinda sound like fun. serious parties are kind intimidating,” she laughed. 

Taking a sip from her drink, Josie offered the other a soft smile while nodding her head, glancing back at the mansion as well. It was truly how she imagined how a Mikaelson home should be, impressive and extravagant, suitable for the infamous family. “Oh, I see..”, she spoke up, humming lowly in acknowledgement, “I guess you’re not missing out much then, this party is really everything. So..” She casually shrugged her shoulders and realized that she didn’t know how to properly ask about what happened to the other, not wanting to sound nosy or rude.

annabeth let out a soft sigh. she wasn’t sure she’d like to live like that. granted, she’d been so used to a pretty humble kind of life before her, well, death. she nodded, pressing her lips together slightly. she nodded. “yeah they don’t really have any parties when you die so. but it’s alright. don’t think i’m gonna be a party girl,” she chuckled. 

“I can kind of relate. I’m definitely more of a homebody these days.” Luke chuckled softly. At her question, he looked at her curiously. “You know… now that you mention it.. I’m not sure?” He spoke honestly. There were features about her that he knew he recalled, but from where seemed to be eluding him. “My name’s Luke Parker?” He introduced himself. “I have a twin sister - Liv. Maybe you met her? She’s not quite as sociable as I am though.” He chuckled lightly.

annabeth chuckled. “i mean i didn’t really hang around at home a lot but that’s cause my family is a little nuts,” she admitted. something was incredibly familiar. and then he said his name. annabeth took a deep breath. “luke,” she whispered. “you...wow you actually grew up. liv is here too? it’s....it’s me. annabeth. your sister. do...do you remember me?” 

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As Jo walked throughout the mansion, gazing at her surroundings, she couldn’t help but occasionally give an uncomfortable squirm as her leotard rode up in places that no one ever knew possible. “I really did not think this costume through.” she muttered as a waiter walked around with a tray that used to be full of champagne. “Don’t mind if I do.” she said with a smile as she plucked the last two glasses from the tray. She quickly took a gulp from one of them as she turned around, eyes widening as she was face to face with another. “I’m sorry. Did you want this one?” she offered her second drink.

annabeth fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. it was definitely shorter than her parents would have ever allowed back at home but.....she had to remind  herself that she wasn’t at home. wasn’t sure she’d ever be going there again. she shook her head, not wanting to think about it. she couldn’t help the small smile when she spotted her sister snag two glasses of champagne. “geez jojo. got enough alcohol there?” she teased. “i mean i guess i can’t refuse that, huh?” 

Josie still couldn’t believe that she attending the party hosted by Hope’s aunt and the fact that she even received an invitation. Going with her family was an option, but she was in a mood where she had decided to go on her own - as much as that sucked since she had recently broken up with her ex. Instead of going with the typical standard flashy look of the eighties, the young siphoner had opted more for the edgy style, taking the most inspiration from Madonna. Josie tried her best not to stare too much at the expensive interior of the mansion as entered it and saw how many people were already there, recognizing a few familiar faces. She waved her hand at those who greeted her from afar before deciding to take a beeline out to the gardens, sneakily taking a glass of whatever a waiter was offering on her way out. Once she was outside, she tried to find a spot where she was alone for the moment and pulled out the cigarette from behind her ear, thinking of using a bit of the magic that she had left from siphoning some off the school’s wall before to lit it up when she suddenly heard someone approaching her position. “Oh! Uh..”, Josie quickly placed the cigarette back behind her ear, clearing her throat as she was caught red-handed by the other person and giving them an awkward smile, “Great party, right?”

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annabeth took a deep breath as she looked around the party and the interior of the mansion she was in. it was definitely different than the house she’d grown up in back in the cult. coven. she had to stop doing that. or maybe she didn’t. she grabbed a glass of some kind of drink before wandering around along the edge of the party. finally, she couldn’t really take it anymore and dipped outside so she could breathe a little. she tilted her head when she spotted a girl with a cigarette in her hands. “hi,” she said simply. she looked back at the mansion. “i suppose so. haven’t really been to that many parties. and i’ve kinda been....away i guess for awhile,” she said with a shrug. 

Luke quietly sipped on his drink, drumming his fingers on the glass as the music finally shifted to a song he actually recognized - a good number, in his opinion: Living on a Prayer by one Bon Jovi. When he noticed a woman about his age anxiously making her way through the crowd, he approached her with a gentle smile on his face. “You okay?” He asked lightly.

annabeth turned when she heard someone ask about her. she offered a small smile in return and nodded. “uh yeah just haven’t been around this many people in a really long time,” she chuckled awkwardly. she tilted her head as she looked up at him. “do i...sorry have we met before? you look super familiar,” she asked. 

A party had been unexpected, but a decades party had been even more of a surprise. When Luke had gone in search of what to wear for such an occasion, though, he had been pleasantly amused by the attire he came up with. He even had found a rather fetching, in his mind, hat that he just might keep around once this event had finished up.

The mansion was magnificent as the witch strolled through the wide front doors and into the party’s proper. He rocked slightly with the music that pumped from the sound system and shimmied his way through the sea of people to the open bar - grabbing himself a drink and turning around to face the party. “So this is a Mikaelson party?” He spoke to himself with a hum. ( @mysticofthefallenstarter​ )

annabeth tugged on her costume nervously. in any other circumstance, she would have been excited to be able to wear it. she never would have gotten away with it at home. but she was just so nervous she couldn’t seem to keep still. she’d only managed to find two members of her family. and the whole thing had her unsettled. 

she appraoched the mansion, peeking around the door. she didn’t seem to know anyone around. at least that she could see. chewing on her lip, she tried to dodge around people who were getting far too close for comfort. apparently dying made her anxious. go figure. 

“I think both is the correct answer,” Caroline nodded.  “At least it is for me, anyway.  But you’re welcome.”  She was about to reply when the name reached her ears, and she jumped in her seat as if she’d been pinched.  Parker was a common name, sure, but…the odds suggested that a Parker showing up in Mystic Falls wasn’t just a coincidence.  “Pleasure to meet you, Annabeth - my name is Caroline Forbes.  Are you…by any chance related to a Josette?”

“yeah i’m starting to think that you’re right. both it is,” she replied with a nod. annabeth tilted her head when she saw the blonde pause when she mentioned her last name. could there be some of her family around here? she ended up there, it only made sense that the others could have too. “you too, caroline. y-yeah! she’s my older sister! do you know her? is she here?” she asked with wide eyes. 

Relief flooded Len as a face she actually knew materialized next to her in the form of her little sister. She instantly wrapped her arms around the smaller girl, pulling her in a tight hug. “So it seems,” she said with a wide smile as she pulled her sister far enough back to see her face. “Do you remember what happened that night? My memories are hazy, at best. I remember Kai completely losing it and then… nothing.” 

annabeth finally felt a little more steady in her sister’s arms. she didn’t feel nearly as alone just seeing len’s face. “i’m so glad i found you. i’ve been completely just floundering around on my own,” she said with a relieved sigh. she shook her head. “mostly just a lot of screaming and running and kai going complete jason vorhees on us. the rest is just....blank.”

“That’s what I figured - welcome back, in that case.  You’re far from the only one, so we’re getting kind of used to it in town.”  They were going to have to start making actual plans to house and feed people and get them identification, but that was going to fall on Matt’s shoulders unless someone planned on promoting her to city government in the near future.  “Lovely meeting you too, fellow rambler.”

“somehow, i’m not sure if that’s comforting or terrifying. or maybe a little bit of both. but....thanks,” she replied with a sigh. “i kinda just....don’t know what to do. i don’t even know if any of my other family is here or alive even,” she added, fiddling with her a necklace. she let out a chuckle. “yeah. you too. i’m annabeth by the way. annabeth parker.”

Jo wasn’t quite sure how or why seeing the face in front of her caused her to stop in her tracks. She knew that the dead were being resurrected; how else would she herself have been there? Yet she still hadn’t expected to see a sister join the land of the living after all these years. “Annabeth?” she asked, slowly stepping closer. “Is that you?”

annabeth’s head snapped up with wide eyes when she heard a familiar voice. a voice she honestly never thought she’d hear again. her big sister. she studied the face of the person in front of her. she was older than when she last saw her but she supposed that would make sense. even if she never officially knew who had lived and who hadn’t of her siblings. “jo,” she breathed, running over to the taller girl. 

He nods along, glad that at least she wasn’t in any danger it seemed, “Do you need some help with something? I’m the headmaster of the local private school, I know the area pretty well. Are you looking to meet some people?”

“i don’t...i don’t know what i need,” she admitted with a small sigh. she was trying to be strong and keep it together but her last memory before arriving here was her brother murdering her. “you wouldn’t happen to know anyone with the last name of parker would you?” she asked with helpless eyes. 

“Complicated, ridiculous and unbelievable should really be on this town’s welcome sign.  But I’m guessing you’re talking about more than just the fact that we’ve only got one good restaurant - something about people coming back, I’m guessing?”  Caroline smiled.  “I’m a rambler from way back, don’t apologize.”

annabeth blinked before humming. “of course i would end up in a flipping strange town. uhm, yeah. yeah that’s more along the lines of what i was thinking. since i kind of woke up from dying and ended up here,” she said with a small huff. “i always love meeting people from the rambling clan.”