hot blood // COLD BODY

❝ The first thing to do is work on the outline for my paper. Then, we can watch my episode of LOVE IS BLIND. After I write a few paragraphs, we can start on a movie of your choice. ❞ A hint of a smile on her lips before she takes another sip of her morning coffee. It was bitter and in need of flavoring but she didn't have the Hope Mikaelson dorm of a rich girl. ❝ Josie is out. So we have the dorm room to ourselves. ❞

"A sound plan. Do you want help with the outline at all?" He really didn't mind. He was more than looking forward to talking with her before their LOVE IS BLIND watch. He didn't know what exactly he'd picked up on, but he did notice the slight reaction to the coffee. MG remembered she'd gotten into flavored joe more recently, but he had been limited by the kitchen's stock. "Out? That's cool."

         she took note of his reply and wondered if he was really aware of how much he had helped her. she was sorry that the effects of time had made her an even greater burden than she already was due to her low status. silas was always so gentle to her, even when he only brushed a strand of hair off her face. amara wrapped her arms loosely around his waist, warm brown eyes set on his face, even if a certain concern was reflected in her sight. "i often feel like i lost my mind all these years ago and can't heal what's broken, no matter how hard i try," she stated quietly, ashamed. "i don't want you to eventually view me as crazy." she said the last bit in a whisper, her fingernails digging slightly in her palm behind his back. "i know it should be quiet in my mind, that it's gone. but when i'm alone, i'm scared." and she is telling him this because he is the only person in this universe she truly trusts. || @humanitycease

🏺 — his smile is a sympathetic one. encouraging, soft, contrasted by the subtle bitterness behind his eyes. his rage, brewing beneath the surface. "what was done to you," he began, coolly, quiet as if to keep the words between only them, "was a fate worse than death." he paused, the anger flashing quickly into pain. "worse than.. mine." his hands brush down and past her neck, her shoulders, and he pulled her into a warm, close embrace. the immortal is cradling his beautiful maiden, temple pressed to temple. his eyes twist shut, as he knows she cannot see the pain on his face—the regret and anguish he feels for her suffering. his part in it. "i'm not scared," he tells her, confident and clear. classic silas. "and i'm here."

         "not in the mood?" she drawled, although she raised her eyebrows slightly at the comment or rather comparison to 'hotter male doppelgängers'. "pity. guess you’ll just have to adjust your mood for me." || @humanitycease

♊ — "does that actually work for you?" he asked, head tilted as if genuinely interested in her answer. "i figure you'd save that for your more... impressionable friends."

         "charming," the brunette snapped "i don’t scare off ghosts or rude little brats, but i’d watch that mouth if i were you. i’m not here for your attitude." She crossed her arms, sizing up the stranger with a glare; unaware of her mikaelson blood. after all, how is katherine supposed to know what klaus spawn looked like? || @humanitycease

🌒️ — she shouldn't be surprised. she wasn't, clearly expecting bite—but to say she was prepared would be stretching it. it was just, weird, to see such an attitude coming out of a younger version of the doppelgänger. "i know you're not dr. gilbert," she said, a plainly executed explanation. "so, you shouldn't be here. physically."

scarlet lips pull into a coy grin. the long story was that her great aunt used to live in this small little town. formerly married to a founding family - until they died and she moved to savannah georgia. selling her nice home on the edge of town to jackie. that was the long actual story. boring - if you ask her. ❛❛ it just got lucky, i suppose..❜❜ jackie smiles a bit more, biting across her lip and tilting her head as she takes him in. ❛❛ - now pray tell is this your way of flirting with me or are you another vampire with an aversion to dogs ? ❜❜

🩸 — an interesting way to introduce oneself, but he could respect the play. it skipped the boring pleasantries. "self-preserving respect & fascination, actually." he shot her a charismatic smile. "so, bit of both." he paused, cocking an brow at her. "vampires give you a hard time, then?"

        "airtight?" diana repeated, "i hope there is no pollen allergy." which should not be a problem because aromatic plants such as verbena are no problem for pollen allergy sufferers. she narrowed her eyes slightly before she went back to her sales counter and laid the bundles gently on top of it. "i can wrap it in a plastic back if that's sufficient enough?" || @humanitycease

"let's go with that," he said coolly, lip curled up in a suspicious smirk. he paused in front of her counter, idly tapping his finger against its surface. "should suffice. i would hate to have to flame you guys on yelp." he paused, eyeing her up and down in an unsubtle way. "worked here long?" as if to attempt small talk.