#ec:event003

     betty hadn’t been camping in a very long time, and she was excited. the first thing on her to-do list was to swim, but her distaste for swimming around others would make things much more difficult. after a long search, she eventually found a secluded area, away from prying eyes. the blonde pulled her dress up over her head, discarding it on the ground by her bare feet, and revealing her pink and white polka-dotted one piece. in one swift movement, she dove into the water, sighing with pleasure as she resurfaced. pushing her hair back out of her eyes, she came to notice another person standing very close by. she gasped softly and sank down into the water. despite being covered, she found herself feeling horribly insecure. “—hi. i didn’t think anyone else was back here.”

  Turning around carol smiled lightly. “Look who we have here.” she said and placed her hands on her hips. “God of thunder has arrived as well. looks like this place might not be as bad as I thought it was going to be.” the blonde said with a little chuckle.

klaus took the warnings about ghosts to heart, and resolutely sat himself as near to the fire as he could without being dangerously close.  the more light around, the better - the less likely ghosts were to show up.  the medium is sober, painfully so, and he’s determined to stay that way, no matter how much he wants to numb everything away and make it so the ghosts can’t show themselves to him.  “real messed up that they sent us to a haunted campsite, right,” he says offhandedly, mostly just speaking to try and take his mind off things.  “it’s better than a mausoleum or a graveyard, i’ll give them that.”  there’s a nervous, forced laugh that comes out after that.  klaus is thankful, at least, that he hasn’t actually seen a ghost yet, but he supposes it’s only a matter of time.

         she was  truly her mother’s daughter, it seemed, even if lizzie didn’t want to admit it before. she had looked over her planner almost a thousand times, to make sure that she and hope had everything they would need for the trip and now that they were here and it was finally becoming real, lizzie was nervous, which was extremely weird. why would she be nervous? no monster was coming out of the woods to kill them this, they were completely safe and if not, the brightest witch of their age would be right here, sharing a tent with her, which was exactly what was making her nervous.  she didn’t know why but she was and not even looking over the inventory a thousand times had made it any better. what was going on with her, lately? it was just hope, after all. hope mikaelson, with the perfect magic skills and the perfect smile, who had any and every reason to believe she should be queen of the world and yet, was the most humble person lizzie knew. it was amazing, really. coughing as hope approached her again, lizzie threw a smile in her direction, before returning to the inventory.   “alright, mikaelson, i think we’re all set. i set up the tent, we’ve got spare clothing if necessary and even some snacks that i brought, so.. i think that’s it?”  scratching the back of her neck, lizzie sighed. “i don’t know, i feel like we’re forgetting something very important.”

pale complexion dusted with a shade of pink at the sight of another. if it had to be his choice , he would have rather had more of an opportunity to reverse the situation. but rather than speeding up the process , he played a melody on his harmonica. so now he had to explain to a complete stranger or not , how he climbed a tree and couldn’t get out of it. given the predicament , that smile never faded.