S T R O N G

@hvrvestwitch​

“Shit, sorry,” Braeden cursed after bumping into the other woman. The woman had been to eager to get out of work and to get the hell away from that customer before she clobbered him, that she ended up bumping into someone. “Are you okay?” Braeden asked, offering the other woman her hand up.

(¸.• ♛ → “no, that’s fine.” at least it wasn’t that hard so she was still on her feet, besides, she was also a bit distracted there as well. a sigh escaped from her lips with her gaze now on the other one. “are you okay though?”

Kol was tinkering with a dark object that had come into his possession. His mind roaming to what seemed to be the influx of people to the island, some hysterical. Some confused. He’d been here his entire life as he remembered it. Distractedly, he said to the person near as he studied the object, “What do you make of the influx of people that seemed not to know how they got here? A bit of witchcraft? A curse? I’ve been here my entire life and I have never heard of such a thing.” 

@havenstarters​

(¸.• ♛ → that accent, that face was just super familiar but it couldn’t be kol because he was in his original body, kaleb? maybe he was alive here after all, it wouldn’t be the weirdest thing, of course. “kaleb?” she couldn’t help but approach where he was. “you are alive...”

“no, no.” he shook his head when she mentioned that he should know her because she’s one of his teachers.  “i mean, i felt it from the day you arrive, like i should have known you, but your face and whatever memories we had were just out of reach in my subconscious.”  his cheeks puffed out, as he searched his memories once again, for any sign of her, but realized that he didn’t remember much of anything other than being here at the academy.

“i know i’m a witch, and you’re a witch as well, but i feel like we should have a deeper connection than that.”  he had tried lots of things to get his memories back, because he couldn’t remember if he had a family, or even any friends before opening the school, “just tell me, miss claire…. did you know me before you came here to work at the academy?”

(¸.• ♛ → alright, maybe he was feeling something and maybe it was time to just tell the truth, hopefully he was going to believe her. a sigh escaped from her lips with her gaze now on the other one, nodding at what he said. “yeah, okay...i will tell you but you need to just listen.” she really wanted vincent to remember her because she was starting to feel really alone in this place and it truly sucks not having her friends here.

“i did know you.” the brunette commented with her gaze on the other one. “we were from new orleans, you were part of the coven there and we were friends.” that’s a very short explanation but their lifes were complicated to just explain all of it. “this town does this...some people just forget some things...”

vincent had some papers that he needed the newest magic professor to sign for him, so that he could put her into the insurance system for the school, but when she told him to come in, he almost turned around and went back to his office.  something about her voice clicked in his mind, and told him he shouldn’t talk to her.  instead of listening to that nagging voice in the back of his head though, he pushed the door open, holding the papers out to her.  “miss claire, i need you to sign these, please.”

he moved toward the desk, placing them down on the surface, and then turned to leave.  before he got close to the door though, his feet stoped moving, body turning back toward her, almost as if on instinct.  “i feel….”  a quick pause, “i feel like i should know you.”

(¸.• ♛ → she really wanted to tell vincent who she really was because she does miss her friends a lot and yes, he was part of her friends and he was a really good one, she does trust him and now he just doesn’t remember, that really sucks. a sigh escaped from her lips, but now smiling a bit and nodded at what he said. “yeah, of course.” 

the brunette took the papers and was about to read it so she can also sign it, she always does read everything before signing anything at all. but now his words just hit her, the woman looked up at him. “well, i’m kind of like the new teacher of magic so of course you know me.” but if he insisted she honestly might tell him, she really was about to explode.

she was in her office just checking her student’s work when she heard a knock on the door. “come in.” 

❝come on, what's the point of being a witch if we can't use our magic for stuff like this?❞

davina claire, (danielle campbell) was finally spotted on the island, we hear she is 19 and can be strong but can also be impulsive. not to mention they are a witch, from the originals, and are a magic professor at arcane institute.

★ C O O K decided to stride up to the woman and gently kiss her hand: “My sentiments exactly, princess. Glad to be acquainted with someone so logical and just.”

   the petite girl turned and eyed the doppleganger. ‘ is this your first time with the doppleganger thing? ’ she questioned. @hvrvestwitch

“Pay and I may just do it”

(¸.• ♛ → "Seriously? What money can do, uh?”

Jehan was a person addicted to the idea of love, so when she said she was separated from her fiance, they frowned. “How tragic! I hope the two of you are reunited soon.”

(¸.• ♛ → “I do hope that as well” She said looking at him and a small sigh escaped from her lips “I’m just...afraid that I might not be able to see him again”

        “back off!” he howled as the much smaller woman moved closer to him. every ounce of humanity in his body was begging him to stop; to take her in his arms, hold her close and never let her go again, but it wasn’t that simple. davina was dead. it took him a lot of time and, let’s not forget, alcohol to get over her death, and the hallow was using that weakness against him in order to crawl further into his mind. “davina is dead!” marcel was screaming at the familiar face before him, “she’s not coming back. you’re going to have to try harder than this if you’re going to stand a chance at taking me down!”