independent / very private & low activity. E.LIJAH M.IKAELSON of t.vdu. not affiliated with r.pc. MUTUALS ONLY & 21+ ONLY. very very heavy triggering content ahead. seasons 1 - 4 of the originals based. somewhat canon compliant & heavily headcanon influenced. handled by : RINA, 29, they/he.

trust is such a delicate thing. it can make or break any situation and be the difference between life and death. elijah is a man of trust. in his thousand years on earth, his trust with others has been broken beyond repair and yet, he still tries to do so. if he isn't giving someone a benefit of the doubt, what's to say they wouldn't do the same for him? it's about give and take. trust and be trusted. it's a gamble every time.

far too many things have happened lately — far too many things to list. the most recent one, however, cuts deeper than elijah would have ever imagined. he has felt guilt before. he has felt loss. yet, what he feels now is much more intense. he killed marcel. there was no hesitation, no blink of an eye, before his hand was through his chest, ripping out his heart to save his family — a family that he had once considered marcel to be a part of. his grief has become so overwhelming that he's considered shutting it off again. he never liked doing that, but the ache is almost unbearable.

something has shifted. elijah isn't quite sure what it is, but the air seems a little different than the last time they had seen one another. he's been around far too long to be oblivious to the feelings that had began to stir in his chest then — the longing he had felt for weeks after their departure until he found another distraction, another problem at hand due to the carelessness of others. however, the pack seemed to have business here or rather, it seemed so. whispers of a road trip mixed with curiosity of their town only led elijah to believe that they were here on their own accord. it could prove troublesome.

with rebekah having convinced derek and scott to take them into town, elijah had decided to stay behind. more research on their own current problem still needed to be done and the less distractions, the better ... but that's proving to be difficult. the moment he heard the footsteps, the moment he smelled him, all thought process had flown out of the window. research put aside, he shows him around their home. jokes of coffins and more dog leashes exchanged until they were right back where they had started. he's not sure when they began speaking on the more serious topics — family, relationships, more family, life and death. the latter seems to be a constant theme for them both.

i only feel this alive when you're making it hard to breathe.

heightened senses make it hard for elijah to miss anything. whether he pays attention to it or not, sometimes his ears pick up on sounds and the words of others unwillingly. whispers are heard loud and clear and this pack does tend to enjoy whispering about, acting as if there aren't millennia old vampires lurking around every corner.

elijah relaxes in his chair when he hears footsteps nearing, hands clasped and resting in the middle of his torso with one ankle resting atop his other knee. four sets of footsteps yet only one rounds the corner, a squeak of sneakers that make him glance down. " planning our demise so soon? "

you weren't supposed to hear that.

two very stubborn people stand before one another, watching and waiting. she doesn't like to be followed and elijah isn't going to let her go by herself. he will not lose her again. she won't get her way in these situations.