Marcel Gerard

“I’m sorry,” she said, offering him a weak smile before shaking her head, “I was too busy with work to be a part of this, plus I doubt anyone would be interested,” she admitted with a shrug. “I’m okay though, I’ll be fine”

A curious brow rose as Marcel studied the other a moment longer, there was obviously something that makes her feel uneasy and he can’t blame her. “Your expression doesn’t seem that way though.” He teased, shaking his head a little. “Is there anyone bother you or something?”

“most likely it was all a mistake and will never happen again,” she laughed. she had a bad habit of arriving places late. or trying to be dramatic and make an entrance. she was damon’s sister after all. “what? how is that possible? lame,” she laughed. “a snack or a snack?” she asked wiggling her eyebrows. 

“I was going to say the same thing.” Sarcasm laced within his voice as he sighed playfully, before a smile creeps up along Marcel’s lips once more. He did all he could for Sophia’s basket and even Cami’s but apparently the Mikaelsons always gets what they want -- which he is not entirely surprise. “Well, maybe both. I could really use some of y’know, blood and maybe the other thing too.”

tripp was finding all sorts of people he was least expecting to see in this town but here he was the man who helped keep him and evie on the lowdown for many years, and now it had been many years since seeing him, walking up to the bar he patted Marcels back slightly “ well well if it isn’t the king of New Orleans  him self “ he said sitting down

This man who Marcel calls friend is one of those who stood out the most for him, needless to say it was strange to see someone to take on the responsibility of raising a child as a consequence of his actions -- let alone a heretic. “Tripp!” He greeted with a bright smile, giving the other a soft pat on the shoulder in return. “How long has it been? I thought you were dead for a minute.” Marcel said joking, who knew a reunion would be in place at a event like this.

The dates were meaningless to the woman, her true goal being to try and find people with useful information. And what better way then to literally buy their time for a few useful conversations. Though she’d yet to go and tend to her date, instead choosing to get a drink first, unable to stop herself noticing the man standing nearby. “Well, don’t you look a sorry sight.” Nadia murmured, eyebrows raising at the stranger. 

Marcel frowned at the stranger’s words as he turned to face them, with his lips pressed into a thin line. “And don’t you look like a delighted sight. Your date ditched you?” He assumed the worse must’ve happened with an attitude like that, but he could be wrong. However, something about this women seemed off or maybe to say... strange. “Or did you lost your way back?” Marcel teased, chuckling lightly as his eyes narrowed slightly.

ana smiled as he ordered a drink for her. “don’t know yet. haven’t seen them. guess i was early or something which is a weird concept,” she laughed. “what about you? where’s yours?” 

“You? Early?” Marcel laughed softly, with the time they knew each other -- being early is the last thing that Ana would do or at least that’s what happened whenever they agreed to meet up for a drink back then. “Got none, so I’m just here to enjoy a drink or two. Maybe grab a snack on the way back, who knows.”

Gia went about minding her own business as she enjoyed her date. Sort of. She was grabbing a drink for herself when she saw Marcel grabbing a drink. “Going solo?” She asked. “I’m sure a ton of women here would die to be your date,”

Marcel turned towards the familiar voice, small smile dances across his lips before a soft chuckle was heard. “Says the one who’s also here alone, what happened to your date?”

ana wasn’t as invested in the whole event as some of the other people in town. she hadn’t seen who’d bought her basket yet. and she still wasn’t even sure what made her make one in the first place. she felt her lips pull into a small smile when she spotted the familiar vampire at the small bar. “feel like buying me a drink?” she asked playfully. 

“Wouldn’t want your date to be jealous now do we?” Marcel laughed softly, but nonetheless he ordered a small drink for Ana too before turning to greet her again. “Where’s your date? Were they not what you were expecting so you ran?”

Ember chuckled at his words giving him a shrug. “I told you it was for the best you were dragging out the inevitable, poor girl just needed to know.’’ she spoke taking a sip of her drink once more. ‘’Tell me, why were you being so nice if she wasnt going to get what she wanted?’’

“Maybe a nicer way would’ve done the trick.” Marcel mused, this wouldn’t be the first time he had been in situation like this despite the amount of people he sees in New Orleans. “The last thing I want is for ladies to fuss over me.” He said playfully, offering the other a charming smile. “Plus, it was never my intention to go any further than drinking and talking.”

Which one? “You mean Klaus? Look, I’m grateful for him raising me and everything but Klaus is Klaus. Doing whatever Klaus pleases and would benefits him. Not to mention, wherever he goes, chaos follows.”

“What do you think? I don’t want her to be involved in whatever he’s plotting.”

“I am actually, it will be fun.”

“She’s one of the good hunters, wouldn’t just blindly kill someone.” And she’s a nice girl, patient and deserves the world.