Kanika Celeber

Day 6 : Ambition (shhh it’s not late)

Gail nodded as they walked and talked.  “I understand, and I promise to talk to him.  But just so you know…no matter what any of the Order has to say, you’ll always have a place here at the shop and in my home.  Alright?”

The older witch listened carefully to Kanika’s words  “Honestly, I think it might be good for you to be there.  I remember during the first war, the other Slytherins talked pretty freely about things.  Who knows…you might overhear something useful to the Order while you’re there.  Not that I’m saying I expect you to intentionally spy on anyone, of course,” she continued, looking a little ashamed at the thought.  “But if you happened to hear something and wanted to share…I’m sure the Order would be grateful.  In the meantime, do what you can to stay safe…and if possible, to keep your classmates safe, too.  Merlin knows, the muggle-borns are going to need help…”

As they arrived  back at the book shop, she trailed off, her expression both troubled and thoughtful.  Even with knowing what was coming…having had time to prepare, there was still so much to be done.  She didn’t feel ready for this…

She nodded. ˝Yeah... Yeah, alright. Thanks, Gail. I-I really appreciate it.˝ Kanika smiled. It felt good to have a home, and someone who was ready to support you and defend you. 

˝You think some muggle-borns might return? If I were one, I’d never appear again. I mean, I’d probably travel to the furthest corner of the world and just wait for it all to be over. Hell, if I were a bloody Gryffindor I’d think twice before hoppin’ back on Hogwarts Express...˝ She mumbled. The idea that she spies for the Order was not the one she liked, but if played well, maybe she could get both herself and her uncle through the war unharmed. The important thing was to know how to play her role and be careful. ˝I’ll see what’ll be goin’ on. I’m not goin’ to get involved in anythin’ bad, don’t worry about that.˝

She was right. Wars did end in bloodshed and the loss of many and what for? A new ruler? Pride? If the King could not take care of his people than he really was no man of power at all. “You have a point, m'lady,” he said with a bow of his head. “I will have to look into helping those that need it. Maybe then I will get the respect I think I deserve.”

Stepping out from the shadows, obvious that she seen him, he chose to approach her with a warm smile, rather than being smug and only looking to snack.  There was something about her that drew Elijah to her.  She was alluring to him, maybe because she wasn’t frightened and already he could see she was gripping something, along with taking the mans wallet.  “I hope I didn’t frighten you.”  He only stepped out so far and then stopped a few few before her.  “A creature as lovely as yourself shouldn’t be lifting wallets to be able to fend for themselves.”  Extending only his left hand to her carefully not to frighten her.  “Allow me if you will.  I know a place around the corner that has exquisite food and a view that is breathtaking.”    Elijah wasn’t one that cared for smoking but if that was the least attractive thing this lovely woman did, then it was worth it to him.  His mind had shifted from the slight anger from the earlier spat with his brother, now fully focused on this wonderful creature before him.  Who was she?  She wasn’t from around here or Elijah would have known, he knows all the locals.  More-so, why wasn’t she frightened, not even a raised pulse but for a split moment but quickly back to normal.  Intrigued even more now, Elijah needed to know more about her. 

Originally posted by effyisme

She didn't exepct this man to approach him. Was it even a man? She wasn't sure, and she had no intention of letting her guard down anytime soon. Cautious, she observed his every step, the grip around her stake only growing firmer. If he was any danger to her, he will become nothing but a dust in the wind.

Frighten her? That sentence made her chuckle. It's been a whilst since anything could frighten her.

Just as she was thinking that he was getting to close and pondering whether she should attack first or not, he stopped and extended his hand, doing everything he could to make himself look as innocent and harmless as possible.

The offer was good. Too good to be true. Years ago before she became a Slayer she tried to beg on the streets, wanting nothing more but a few dollars to buy herself some food, and now, a stranger was offering her a place with food and a great view? There was more to all of this.

˝...I'm not interested.˝ She said quietly, tilting her head slightly. Her accent wasn't too heavily British, as she had been living in the USA for a whilst, but it was still there.

˝Well, Elijah, I am not sure what your intentions are, but I am quite sure we're not thinkin' same things and focused on the same tasks. How I get my money is thing, and if you want to threaten me about maybe callin' the cops, blackmailin' me into doin' shit I don't want to, well fuck, I got news for you. Try somethin' like that and you'll regret the bloody day you were born.˝

It had been a long and stressful evening, dealing with his brother’s irrational behavior was enough to send anyone over the edge and Elijah needed to clear his head.  An evening stroll in the Orleans side streets and some back alleys always helped, sometimes even feeding on a stranger and then compelling them to forget it all, depending on the depth of insanity his brother Niklaus would erupt into for an evening or two at a time.  Elijah was always very careful when he would choose to take a ‘stroll’ and tonight would not be different.  Dressed as always, in a suit, and casually strolling around the darkened corners, avoiding contact with many people, the irrational behavior that Klaus displayed on this eve really had unnerved Elijah.  

That was until he spotted her.  He couldn’t see her features just yet but when he stopped in the shadows, the light was casting down from behind her.  She had long wavy locks, slender build but not too slender, and she looked nervous.  She kept looking around and it seemed as if she shivered some too.  It was rather a brisk night and he soon became infatuated with watching her.  He leaned against the wall still in the shadows in the corner and it wasn’t long before the dreaded argument with his brother had soon left his thoughts while concentrating on this intriguing creature before him.  A few people poking around the area and walking past her, one even slightly bumping into her, which made Elijah lean up off from the wall, ready to come to her rescue if it were needed.  A complete oxymoron considering he was originally there to feed off her, but at least he knew that he wouldn’t kill her.  He wasn’t about to let anyone do that to her.  

Originally posted by bruisette

Kanika was new to this city, but then again, it didn't matter much. Considering how much she was moving from one place to another, never staying for more than a few days, every place was new to her.

However, she knew how to take care of herself. More or less. Had it not been for her crippling drug addiction which she was fueling daily because it was easier than to deal with reality sometimes, she would be able to say that she was completely independant, capable of defeating whatever came her way.

After all, she was a Slayer. Not the best one out there, but she was doing her job alright, and was still somehow alive, so that had to count.

Even during her short time as a Slayer she knew where to look for vampires. It was streets like these that were perfect for attacking on the unsuspecting ignorant fools. But today, it seemed somewhat peaceful. Aside from dumb people, of course. When one of them bumped into her, however, she seized the moment and stole his wallet. Serves him right.

Just as she thought that maybe her patrol should be done for the day, she heard someone accidentaly kick a can and she glanced towards the direction from which that sound came, immediately noticing a man standing there. Something was off about him, she could feel it.

Her eyes never leaving this man, she took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and put one between her lips, lighting it in the next moment. Then, as she was putting the pack of cigarettes back in her pocket, she carefully wrapped her fingers around a stake, as she always tried to carry a few with her, no matter where she went.

“ There was noone there, it is just me and you, I saw you crashing your car on the tree, left my own just a bit far from here and I came to help, “Elena said the excuse hoping it would work and for the young woman to believe at least that, she was not afraid if a bullet would hit her since she would heal instantly, but the last thing she wanted was to give the girl a chance to escape, that would ruin her plan as it would get her pissed and ended up dealing with the situation in an entire different way.

Taking a deep breath her face was remaining calm her eyes looking at the young woman as she continued to say “ consider me your guardian angel seeing as I was just in time here, “ a small smirk appeared on her lips as a thought crossed her mind that she was hardly one , more like someone’s worst nightmare, “ you should be gratefull that I found you in time  instead of pointing a gun in my face. That is your way of saying thank you when someone is offering their help?”

˝I might be drunk, high, what not, but I know what the fuck I see. I took no shitty drugs that make me see shit tonight. Somethin' was there. Fuck me, but it was. And now it's not. But you are. Magically, you just appeared out of fuckin' nowhere. I do not buy that fuckin' shit, alright? Step away from the car. Now! Or I'm pulling the trigger!˝ She growled, not believing anything the young woman said. Guardian angel? She had no guardian angel. If she did, she wouldn't be where she was now.

˝I didn't ask for your help... I don't want it. I don't like you. I feel somethin's wrong. So I'll tell you this one more time to back the fuck off or the last thing that goes through your brain is a fuckin' bullet. Got it?˝

       Her green eyes rolled at the others comments, even though her heart was pounding in her chest. Tori’s adrenaline began to course though her veins, as she was getting really pumped for this fight. The danger in it alone, made a small sliver of a smirk grow on her lips. “Well, glad some motherfucker also came up with blades.”

       A small scoff of a laugh tore through Tori’s lungs, sparing a glance towards the young slayer. “If you want to run, get your ass outta here. I can handle whatever the fuck this is.” Tori cracked her neck, rolling her shoulders. She was ready.

       Not even a second late, after her gun was out of her grip. Tori slide two daggers out of the back of her jeans. “Let’s just say, I do not reply much on just one simple weapon.” Now she was just being cocky. Her green hues began to dance around the darkness. “Let’s move to the exit, slowly.”

Just as she wanted to step closer to the door, she could swear she felt something move and block her way out. Everything was dark, but she could see a glimpse of movement. ˝...so yeah, guess that me escapin’ is kinda out of the question...˝ She mumbled, and returned back to being closer to the other woman.