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Taking the bag over from him, not planning on calling anyone at this point, the point of her leaving was to just leave the ones behind there. After she fucked up. "Thank you." Looking at the brochures as she ran her fingers through her hair. God no she doesn't need those brochures, it just happened. Serena was looking at her phone and then just threw it on the bed. God this was not how she thought things would go and then this man.. This attracted man who has helped her and stayed by her side. Looking down at her hands, as she slowly was getting out of bed, walking to the bathroom as she looked in the mirror. God she looks horrible.

       but she said nothing yet. when davina asked what they should do instead, gia opened her mouth to answer only for the witch to continue, revealing something she clearly hadn’t shared before. the explanation made gia’s expression slowly change. confusion first. then disbelief.

       by the time davina finished describing the ritual, gia’s jaw had tightened slightly. for a moment, she simply looked at her. "they told you it would just be a cut on your hand," she repeated slowly, the disbelief clear in her voice. "that’s a massacre."

       marcel was the one who saved her, who hid her.  the pieces clicked together now in a way that made far more sense than before. gia’s posture softened slightly, some of the earlier tension shifting into something more understanding.

       "so he didn’t just choose you," she said quietly. "he saved you." that kind of loyalty didn’t come from nowhere. not the kind davina showed. something gia could comprehed because marcel had changed her life, too, even though not in such a dramatic way as he did with davina. thankfully.  "that explains a lot."

       "but it also means something else. whoever took him knows exactly how much he means to you."

       "if it’s witches, they might expect you to go looking for him with magic." a pause. "and if they’re watching for that… the moment you start a locator spell, you might as well be announcing where you are." if she understood the entire magic thing correctly – which is admittedly quite unlikely.  "so we hold off on the magic for now."

       another brief pause followed as she considered the alternatives.

Davina doesn't always have the greatest bond with Marcel lately. Maybe it's because that he hid her for so long, yet Davina cares for him since he had been there for her, took care of her. She doesn't want anything to happen to him, despite everything. It's like a father and daughter relationship that she and Marcel have. Since Davina her mother is dead and no idea where her father is honestly. Rubbing her face with her hands. "You're right, I shouldn't be doing magic at all right now. because that will lead them to where I am." This was not how she thought things would be going.

Now they need to come up with something else. "He did yes, also enough people that hate him. So not entirely sure if people would help, since there are enough who hate me too." Yet Davina knows that Gia is right, they do have to start there. It's simple and she doesn't have to use her magic.

"Okay, where do we start? Do we split up and go look around for people who possibly found something? Or stick together?" At this point she wasn't sure what could help, maybe she can ask one of the Mikaelson's to help, she doesn't like them and they don't like her. The brunette was convinced the witches wanted her, that's why they took Marcel. Pacing back and forth, feeling so clueless right now. Her eyes went back to the map that was on the table. As she did started a bit of the locator spell she grabbed the map and threw it in the trash.

Finding Lizzie was easy after Hope stopped sulking. ❝I'm a witch.❞ Hope said to the blonde standing there in jeans & a white t-shirt. ❝Might want to cloak yourself better next time you run away.❞

"The fact you even have to ask on why I left, says enough.." Turning around and walking back into her apartment, she left the door open, just for Hope to walk in. Taking a deep breath, her apartment was a mess lots of broken things around. Turning around. "Fine, you want to know why I left." Taking a deep breath, time to just spill it with how she is feeling to the tribrid. Not something she was particularly good at in the slightest and Hope was aware of that. "I left because you kept rejecting me, when I tried to get back together. I was tired of being rejected by the woman that I love so fucking much."

Pausing for a moment to try and gather her thoughts and see what to say next to it. Then again she didn't care anymore. "I am done with being on and off, why can't we just stay in a damn relationship. I get that you say that everyone you love die. I can take care of myself, you need to take that risk. Why don't you want to take that risk with me?" The breakdown she was feeling she was having is not it.

Fingers grip lace garments that she turns around to throw into her suitcase. ❝I broke up with her for a reason.❞ Because everyone she loves dies. Her mother, father, & Landon. Lizzie was too special to meet the cold fate of death, thanks to her. & maybe the idea of getting serious with someone scared her. It opens Hope up to so much pain. ❝Can we not talk about it?❞

I love her. I love her & that means living without her. ❝I just. . .I know I'm a bitch.❞ Hope says with a sigh. Hope's gaze lands on Luna & for once, there was a lingering look of anguish in her features. Hope clears her throat, swallowing hard. It felt as if she had something in her throat ( a million emotions to push down ). Be the woman that you are. The one who "doesn't care" about others' feelings.

"There is always a reason for a breakup." despite them not really getting along or well finally yet slowly getting there, Luna can tell that Hope still loves the blonde. "Everyone knows that you're a bitch." That is not really a question to be honest, truly everyone knows that about Hope. Then again maybe that's a Mikaelson thing, to be a bitch. Because Luna is like that as well. She isn't the relationship kind of person, she rather just sleep around, no strings attached kind of thing. Taking a deep breath, not sure if she is the best person to give advice, don't think Hope would even listen to it.

"I am the last person who should give you relationship advice, but.." pausing for a bit. "Clearly you still love Lizzie, trust me I get that you had your reasons to breakup. We all have insecurities. If you really love her, then why break up? Give it a chance, because Hope you deserve to be happy too, you deserve to have this happy life with someone. Don't forget, Lizzie is a heretic, she can handle herself." Maybe the first time she was trying to lend a hand with some advice, she herself has insecurities when it comes to dating.

"Alright let's get this get away started and create some chaos. Because I am not the good influence in the slightest." Luna never really opened up to anyone, not about her past or whatever. She was close to telling Kol and then backed out of it.

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