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               when she looks at her niece , she doesn’t see finn ----as sad as it sounds. the girl is the exact opposite of her father. he was a brood , but a good brood. she can’t blame him for hating them because of what they’ve done. then again , she’s just a little sister , her opinions never really count when the lot of them are hellbent on making this family that much more unbearable. there’s an unnoticeable flinch upon the words new orleans. of course , as a vampire , she doubts that her niece would be able to let that one slide. nor even pretend it didn’t happen. ❝ there’s no one to fight. ❞ the blonde spoke with as much conviction in her tone as possible. alas , not even she’d believe her words so how could she begin to make her own niece believe them ? ❝ & being strong will not get you far , my darling niece. ❞ oh ----doesn’t she know it !  ❝ you’d need to master other skills as well. relying on your fists alone will not get you anywhere but dead. ❞

               she understands that a little too well. being popular is one thing , having a friend is another. it’s easy for her to charge in & steal someone’s life & that’s usually their popularity. she done it more than once , doesn’t mean it gets easier being alone. ❝ tell me all about it. ❞ a sigh before she goes over , frame crouching down at the teenager’s level. she sees so much of quinn in beth , despite only being around the girl less than a year. she should have been the one to go to alaric’s aid. after all , it is her niece’s school as well & as one of the living relatives , & one that cannot die , it should be her risking her life & not quinn. alas , stepping into that mansion meant unwanted memory will resurface. it’s too risky for her to even have an tiny ounce of anxiety. ❝ i used to be a witch , you know. before i was a vampire. ❞ a small smile graced her lips at the memory. a pleasant one , at least. the blonde original offers her hand out , the cold hard floor isn’t nice on a night like this. ❝ i didn’t practice , much , anyway. i was also put in a witch’s body. that was fun. to control such a foreign power ----i thought of my niece. of all the happy memory i’ve shared with my brothers. that was my way. we could always try to find yours but not tonight. i don’t want your mum coming home to see you pass out on the couch when you should be asleep , in bed. ❞

               wouldn’t it be nice if they could just reconcile & go off their merry way ? while she understood that she once fell for the ripper side of him , she could always fall again for the humanity side of him. after all , those good looks & dazzling smile are just the things to pull her back. a brilliant smile embroidering her lips as she strides over to him. she got a plan. a plan that would need him to agree. ❝ hi there ex-lover. ❞ & there , she’s now balancing half of her body on one leg , blonde tresses casually cascade over her shoulders. ❝ may i have a second of your sweet time ?  ❞ //   ★ @ownpaths

               she can’t simply say that she has spent a thousand years with her eldest brother. everybody knows that her favourite is niklaus , no matter what circumstances & what he has done to her. there’s a chain that binds her to him. she can never be free of him , no matter how much she wishes to. however , she is free. in a way that she would have thought to be impossible. though she hasn’t seen him perish into nothingness , she can still imagine. a meek smile spreads across her lips , cerulean hues looking up at him with the sadness that she’s trying hard to hide. knowing her , she isn’t good at hiding her emotions , not when she’s coming face to face with one of her siblings. ❝ yes & no but i am not here for that , brother. ❞ she clearly isn’t. all she wants is some company. she knows that no matter the circumstances , the eldest of the mikaelson would know push her aside. she is , & forever will be , his little sister. the damaged one of the rest of them. ❝ so , am i to be standing outside your door or are you going to invite me in ? it is rather chilly out here. ❞ // ★ @scngless ---- cont.

               finally, a heavy sigh escapes her lips as she leans back against her chair. he’s correct, as much as she doesn’t want to admit. both sides aren’t going to win, neither will they yield. she’s in between them, in a crossfire, where none of her brothers would cease these ridiculous fights to see whom is the better KING. ❝ don’t you think that i’m getting TIRED of these wars, elijah ? i am your little sister. you & nik have been fighting with each other as if it is a past time. it doesn’t seem as though THIS LITTLE SISTER OF YOURS means anything to the two of you. ❞ a stern look is cast over his way. disapproval dancing within those beautiful ocean orbs of hers. disappointment lacing her tone. she lashed out at niklaus once & that didn’t end well. & now, she’s lashing out at her eldest. would it end well ? ❝ can’t you just call up a truce ? let me have at least twenty years of peace ? ❞ she could get the number up a little higher. maybe a century of peace but she knows she’s all but pulling their legs. 

               a sigh emits from her lips. oceanic hues flicker over to the now charcoal table, a small understanding smile spreads across her lips. she understands that feeling all too well. the feeling of being berated by a parent when she couldn’t control the accidents. that’s just it; an accident. while she’s all understanding & offering the younger fabray witch her best comforting smile, she knows that the older fabray wouldn’t do anything more than just guide her daughter. ❝ yes, something about caroline & her little task. ❞ being back at mystic falls, she has learned so much about the saltzman twins, especially from the mouth of quinn. the information is enough to pique her interest, that she’d go out during her free time to hit the salvatore library to do a little research on the gemini coven. she could pin two & two together, & after learning of what is in store for the saltzman girls, she feels pity for them. not to mention, she feels sorry for caroline. having to fight fate that is inevitable. the blonde original moves closer, a hand reaching out to place itself lightly around the younger girl’s shoulder. a light squeeze is given, enough that she begins to lead the other out of the area that they’re in. ❝ i can’t quite sleep without your mother here, you know that. & i doubt that she will be mad at you for burning the table. if you’d want, i could teach you self control. or maybe be your confidante. so when your mother isn’t here, you still have an ear & a shoulder to lean on. ❞ // ★ @witchibeth -- cont.

               a brief smile decorates her lips. it is wise for the younger witch to not invite her in, as she wouldn’t predict what would happen if she’d step foot inside the pretty house. oceanic hues swiftly cast down at the black feline, eyeing it for a couple seconds before shifting her gaze back to the girl. ❝ your assumption is quite spot on. now, there is certainly something you can do for me. see that part of space over there ? ❞ the blonde said, shifting her body a little so that she could wave her hand towards the woods. ❝ there’s a spell, BLOCKING my way. now, i don’t intend to stay here as long as i already have, even though i am not in a hurry to go anywhere, can you take the barrier down ? it’ll be much appreciated, of course. ❞