blood of my blood

"Now then... that does change a few things!" Rather, made it more fun for him to go ahead and satisfy his curiosity. "What happened to 'em, huh? Big emergency surgery at this hour... must'a been some crazy accident." Maybe an attempted murder. Maybe their heart had exploded! There were so many terrible, wonderful things that could happen to the human body, internal and external both. "Did ya have to pull their insides out? Got a sneak peek at that once. What a thrill!"

"They were stabbed, just below their heart. They were very lucky." Martin replied, eyes wide and eyebrows raised. There was a slight smile on this lips. Martin loved his work, and the access to prestige and praise that came with it. He enjoyed being the hero in the room more than just about anything else. "Not exactly pulled them out, but we did have to make incisions near the heart to stop the bleeding."

" Oh , I know . It took me a little while , too . Regardless , I finally made it by . " Thya had known she wished to help people . It had been something . An itch , right on the back of her mind , that told her that was what she was supposed to be doing . Thya was not aware of why . " Is there anything that feels right to you ? "

"I guess I'm just debating. I really enjoy art, but I'm also interested in engineering and physics." Miles replied with sigh. He not being able to make up his mind. Being forced into this city had him all scrambled. He wished he could talk to his parents or his friends. "Maybe there's someway to blend the two."

"good for you guys. i'm happy she's gotten something nice for once." rebekah deserved a romance that was good for her, considering how badly she wanted one. she didn't know yet if colette would be that, but at least bex had a chance. "the mikaelsons tend to have that effect, don't they?" she laughs a little, nodding in reply. "i am, yeah."

Colette nodded in agreement. She knew Rebekah had been unlucky in love in the past, mostly due to her brother ruining it, and was happy to be noted as something good in her life. "They do. There's a certain charm about them. It's hard to resist." Colette chuckled and shook her head. "Ah, so I'm one of your ancestors, then. Maybe not direct, but you know what I mean."

"Arrow. Right. Nice to meet you." Jane replied with a blank expression. There was no emotion in her voice. She just glanced the man up and down, wracking her brain for who he might be, but coming up empty. "I don't remember you or Alec, if you haven't noticed, but you seem fine."

ianto  may  have  been  incredibly  angry  at  the  torchwood  team  but…  what  he  wouldn't  give  to  see  them  right  now.  to  know  if  they  understood  what  was  happening  around  here.  “hi,  so  sorry  to  interrupt  your  day.”  ianto  mused  as  he  offered  a  polite  smile  towards  the  other.  “my  name's  ianto  jones  and  i'm…  just  doing  some  research.”  not  technically  a  lie.  “i'm  just  trying  to  see  if  anyone  has  seen  anything  weird  around  here.  other  than  the  obvious.  anything  or  anyone  who  doesn't  look  right?”  he  questioned  with  a  raise  of  his  brow. 

"Well, it's kinda my job to get my day interrupted." Raven replied with a chuckle. She stuffed her hands into the apron tied around her waist. "Sounds important. I'm not sure I'm really qualified to help with something like that." She chuckled, but his next question made her nervous. She supposed some people might consider her as 'not right,' considering she had some weird powers that she didn't know the origin of. "Um... not really. Everybody around here seems pretty normal to me. Why do you ask?"

honestly rebekah didn't entirely want to do this to her brother but definitely understood it was necessary to get him back to normal. they were lucky he hadn't gone off the deep end already. "kol, bloody hell i have been looking for you all over."

Kol came out from behind the counter of his little shop. He smirked, "Do I know you?" His tone was sarcastic, and he rolled his eyes at the woman. He looked her up and down, and leaned back against the front of the counter. "Why are you looking for me?"

"sorry. i'm not looking to make friends today," alrik spoke almost immediately as he could notice someone sitting next to him. this called for another sip of his drink; and by sip he meant chug. why? because he was far too sober to deal with anything in like right now, even something as small as this.

"Hey, I can't say I'm one for making friends myself. There's nowhere else to sit." Xares replied with a tilt of his head. He sipped at his drink, and observed how the other chugged theirs. "Long day?" He questioned.

"I think that's a wonderful idea, mo chridhe." Ellen replied with a smile. She rested her head against his. "And if ye have yer own place, ye could take the bairn with ye." She nodded and glanced from the side of her eyes. She shook her head, "I do, but I only know the systems that I need to know. I havenae put much effort into learning other parts of the computer. Ye're better at it than I am."

"okay, I think I need a few drinks before I catch you up on everything, because clearly there's some information missing," jj didn't know how that was even possible, she'd seen emily last week, but clearly emily didn't remember anything that had happened.

"Yeah, Reid told me the same thing. Apparently, I'm missing about a decade of memories. I haven't found an explanation. I went to the doctor, and I feel completely fine otherwise." Emily replied with a sigh. She waved the bartender over to order the two of them drinks, then turned back to her friend. She let out a breathy chuckle, "So what did I miss?"

"Oh, come on, don't be petty, Ari!" Nell replied with a groan. "I know you're still a little mad at me, but can you just chill, please?"

audrey shook her head ❝ i barely understand what people here talk about. i have been here a while now, and all i hear is memory loss and people coming from the past and future ❞ she understood nothing of it. didn't know how she got here or why she was here. where was aki and max? julien too. she was here all alone. it scared her.

"Really? I haven't heard about anybody having problems." Emmett replied with a shrug. "And I feel totally fine. No memory loss here... Haven't heard of any time travelers either." He spoke with a short chuckle.

clark  nodded  his  head,  smiling  kindly.  “that  would  be  me,  yes!”  he  agreed.  he  didn't  hesitate  to  shake  the  other's  hand.  “pleased  to  meet  you.  like  you  said;  i  am  indeed  clark  kent.  who  am  i  speaking  with?”  he  questioned,  needing  to  get  to  know  his  new  co-worker. 

"Declan O'Hara." He replied, giving the other a firm handshake, then releasing. "I'm a television journalist so you and I are in similar fields, just different mediums." He explained with a nod.

“ yeah , i think a lot of people here have that problem , ” atticus acknowledged. he , however , thankfully came from the age of smart phones and didn't need to concern himself with worrying about that on top of everything else he had going on. “ i'm new , yeah. i haven't been here too long. it's a lot to get used to , so i know that feeling. how long have you been here ? ”

"They're not completely lost on me, luckily. The last decade I remember before coming here is the nineties so... I kinda just feel like an old man trying to learn technology for the first time." Marshall joked with a laugh and a shake of his head. "I just got here a couple months ago. I was hoping to figure out how to get out of here, but no luck so far. At least I have friends here."

"how is any of this possible? even ignoring potential memory issues, i should be over a hundred years old by now, and that clearly is not the case. and i should still be in that house, it's inescapable." but something about this place didn't play by the usual rules, and while part of her is curious, she's unsure the answers she'll find are ones she'll like in the long run. though that train of thought is immediately derailed by marcel's revelation. "désolé, i must have misunderstood. what in god's name do you mean that your bite can kill an original vampire? what the hell have you been up to in the last century, marcel?"

"If it makes you feel any better, I've been told I'm missing about fifteen years of memories. So you're not alone in dealing with the weirdness of this place. I thought the witches had something to do with it, but all the ones I've talked to seem lost too, including yourself." Marcel replied pursing his lips. Everything that was happening in this place seemed impossible, and none of it was consistent. He had come to realize that this city affected everyone differently. He nodded his head, continuing, "I know what it sounds like. I promise I'm not crazy." Marcel gave her a slight smirk. "I know I can kill most of them, I'm not sure it would work on Klaus. Someone made a serum of that combined the blood from all the werewolf lines, Mikaelson blood, and white oak. I'm stronger than the Originals and my bite can kill them now." He explained, not sure if she would believe him. He knew the story probably sounded completely insane to someone who hadn't lived it.