Kate Buchanan

“Oh, so this is PR, pretty much. The shit storm shouldn’t come our way, we didn’t do this. We reacted.” Eliza shook her head. “And some of us got really hurt in the process.” She shrugged and turned her attention back to the snack that Kate had brought. “It’ll only hurt for a moment.” She whispered before leaning close and beginning to drink from him.

Originally posted by janepetras

“Ever heard about not looking a gift horse in the mouth?” Kate asked sighing deeply, this was supposed to be easy and involve a lot less talking, she never thought doing nice things for the injured vampires would be this much of a fucking pain in the ass... And this was just the first person she visited. Kate stayed close just in case Eliza lost control. “That’s enough, remember not to kill him.”

“No, I want my hug, but I am still mad. And I can still collect my gifts.” Jackie scoffed. “Steve…as long as he’s not handing it to me. I’m fine.” Her brows rose. “How was that talk? Pleasant? Unpleasant?” she wondered. 

Kate smirked and wrapped her arms around Jackie in a hug and moved towards her chair, she took a seat and reached for her coat hanging on the back of the chair and reached into the pocket pulling out a box with a ruby jewelry set, earrings, necklace and a ring, ever since Jackie stopped drinking getting her presents got a lot more complicated. “As pleasant as getting defanged... Actually I’d have preferred that over listening to them talk but... Montecarlo was fun.”

Eliza looked up surprised to see Kate waltz into her room. “Uh… what’d I do to deserve that?” She asked with a smile, “you’re probably the last person I expected to see.” The man walked towards Eliza and took a seat beside her, leaning his head to expose his neck to her.

Originally posted by shipsnthenight

“I said I’m fine. I just want to go home and rest there.” Eliza argued with the nurse who insisted on checking her over once more. “I’ll be fine. I’ll go hunt, and I’ll be good as new.” Truth be told Eliza still felt weak after fighting off the group of junkies who nearly drained her at Pride. She swatted at the nurses hand again, “I swear to god, if you touch that IV again, you’re gonna regret it.”

Kate walked in, a guy behind him. “Leave.” She told the nurse and locked eyes with her, the nurse left right away. “Is a good thing then, that I’m not a nurse, and I come baring snacks, compliments of the Vancouver clan.” She winked playfully and nodded towards the guy next to her. “Go ahead.” She ordered the man who walked towards Eliza. “Just don’t kill him, we’re in a hospital after all and it’s going to be really hard to get a body out of here undetected.” 

“Welcome back, cute ass. Those fangs of yours grow back yet?” Gigi asked, flashing the other an innocent smile that quickly morphed into a playful smirk. “Apparently. But, this is why you have a throne brought in for you to sit on. That or you could always compel some poor sap not on vervain to become a human chair?” She offered up.

Kate let her fangs grow before she smiled, letting them show. “Good as new.” She replied.

“I’m fairly positive that they’ve got blankets and that you’re a vampire who could compel someone to give up theirs. But if those are things you don’t like then sure you’re supposed to sit on the ground like a hippie, or as they do in festivals that require camping and the like.”

“Just because I could, doesn’t mean I like that I have to.” Kate pointed out rolling her eyes. “I don’t like those festivals, or camping... I didn’t take you for the type either. When I was born we barely even touched wine glasses.” She demonstrated holding something with just her index and thumb. “To avoid touching the same place as the servants did.”

“Oh Kate,” He murmured with a sarcastic look morphing his features. “What did we do without you? Aside from order bullshit arrangements?” He paused, a finger to his lips as he looked Kate over. “…You know that you’re not supposed to say ‘midget’ now, right? Little people is fine.” 

“You didn’t buy a glamorous tent worthy of you? ..Say it’s not so, Buchanan.”  

“I mean…you could just compel someone to give you a blanket, or to let themselves be your seat. Or find someone hot and sit on them?” Jackie suggested with a smile and a shrug. “I would have offered my lap, but I’m mad at you for leaving me so nope,” she joked. 

“Oh and here I was going to give you a hug but since you’re so mad, I better not.” Kate chuckled. “Are you mad enough to reject your gift? Should I tell Steve to just keep it?” She asked with a raised eyebrow. “I had to go meet the powers that be after the whole de-fanging thing.”

“I’ve heard nothing about you, Ma’am.” Of course she hadn’t she couldn’t talk to her sister. “Yes please. I’d rather have my own, yes, but it wouldn’t get used very often, because I’m only here once or twice a month. I also don’t have a job so it’s kind of hard to pay the bill.” Heather knew that she couldn’t have her own most things. Couldn’t have her own place, couldn’t have her own things. Because she disappeared far too often. 

"Ugh don't call me ma'am." Kate said shaking her head. "I'm Kate." She said and then looked at the other woman, she knew a little about her story with Jackie, at least from Jackie's perspective, and she didn't want to add fuel to a fire she didn't know whether was still burning or not, so she refrained from saying she was doing it for Jackie. "I'm disgustingly rich, I'll pay for your phone..." she frowned though as she processed what Heather said. "You get a week or two a month... would you really want to spend it working?"

“No shit? It’s like I didn’t know my own job at all.” Elijah sat himself down any way. “We’re entitled to break though, right? Even if it is five minutes.” 

Kate smirked and shrugged. "That could probably be debatable. I sired an assistant and then spend time grooming him to do my job..." she sighed heavily, stupid Patrick. "Working is the most pointless thing I ever do in my almost 500 years and that's considering I est human food from time to time."

Mark raised an eyebrow at the brunette before taking a seat in front of her. “I can help out a little if you like?” he raised an eyebrow at her before quickly glancing away. “I might not be the best trained for the task but anythings better than nothing right?” 

"Technically true but since mu job is basically to run a show there are ways in which something can be worse than nothing. What do you do around here?"

“Okay,” Wes said with a small nod. “And least I’m not being punished then… yet that is. And sorry- about Patrick. I always liked that one.”

"Not yet, right now the best course of action is to keep them distracted with literally anything else so once they do decide to focus on you, things are cool enough that all you get is a slap on the wrist, so keep your eyes open for anyone else we can throw under the bus here.... yeah, he was... a good assistant, now I have to do my own job until I get a new one..."