Always and Forever

Not particularly, no. Never been fond of that entire “show what you got” thing.

I’m sorry, I was just trying to be nice.

You mean that I'll be this good looking and athletic forever? What a burden.

I couldn’t have possibly done anything to offend you in the seconds that I’ve just seen you… what did I do now Rebekah?

"Well… I don’t need to be able to do that. As long as someone does that in front of me, I’ll be fine…

They teach you that in Dauntless? 

I certainly was. 

And why would I even want to do that? 

There's some joke in there about spreading your legs and laying on your back, but I'll let you puzzle the pieces together. I'm sure your brain could use the workout. 

I guess you’re kinda reaching it.

Uhh, what do you think you’re doing?

At this precise second?

You know, that looks pretty damn impressive.

O, please… the annoying habit of showing off hasn’t been forgotten that easily either, I see…

You're just jealous that you can't land a perfect triple flip like I can. 

What is it with everyone showing tricks today??

What's the matter darling, don't you have anything special talent to share with the class? 

"Oh.. you’re Elijah’s sister?" her eyes widened slightly with surprise. She had heard a little bit about her, but never actually met Rebekah. She swallowed hard and looked around, not quite sure of what to say or do. "So.. err.. you’re not really supposed to be in here.. what exactly are you trying to do?"

Rebekah flinched at Elijah's name; she had thought the days of being defined by her brothers was through, but even now it seemed that she could not escape them. Slowly, she drew her eyes away from the page to gaze upon the girl before her, she fixed a smile into place and spoke with a honeyed tone.

Eleanora’s eyes blinked out of surprise and she nodded slowly, using her now free hand to close the door while bringing the other ice cream up to her lips, licking it slowly. “Who are you?” she eventually asks.

Once the young woman had shut the door, Rebekah returned her attention to her investigation. "Rebekah Mikaelson," she answered, not bothering to lift her gaze from the paperwork she had discovered.

Yes, they do. Like my habit of trusting my faction.

Of course. After all, it's Faction Over Blood, isn't it?