"of Course, Your Dad And I Are Willing To Help You With Whatever You Need. What You Are Is Still New

gabriela knew the rosza family well, josh was a huge help in the transition of soul bringer to something calmer. with that, she was able to meet blossom and since her father helped so much, it felt like duty to do the same for his children. so gabi knew not to press the girl any further, shrugging their shoulders they leaned against the tree with a light sigh. "i won't lie something is going on, but i can't place my finger on it just yet."

taking a pause, the demon pushed through the nervousness and simply asked the question. "have you had any nightmares recently?"

“it’s fine.” blossom commented with a small shrug of her shoulders. eyes moving from the other to her sketch pad, hand continuously drawing at a rapid pace. drawing, it was one way she found could help clear her mind, especially with the uneasiness she had been feeling. it sometimes helped either clear her mind fully or put everything into perspective.

“I’ve been..” a pause for a moment, another shrug of her shoulders. “y’know the usual.” it was the best she could come up with. “what about you? how’s everything going?”

ONCE UPON A TIME 6.02, A Bitter Draught

Would you rather always be two hours early or 20 minutes late? (eleanor)

"i'd always rather be early, because then if the event sucks i can leave early and it's no big deal."

she'd seen bonnie in old photos with caroline and elena, yet had never met in person. they all said the witch moved away after the twins were transfered from josette to caroline. something eleanor always felt was smart since mystic falls ended up becoming a supernatural free zone. so yes, ellie was staring but not on purpose. the world was new to her, every color and smell felt more vibrant than before. it wasn't until the other spoke up, that the werewolf realized how long she'd been standing there. "oh umm, i'm so sorry, i just.....you look familiar."

it was odd being alive, so far she managed to hide from everyone. putting on a baseball cap and glasses to cover up any noticeable features. how was the public going to react if they saw a dead girl walking the streets?

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It's become increasingly apparent the longer time ticks by that she's being watched. Naturally it is a little concerning given that in the near year she's been in New Orleans she's kept a low profile, hardly seeing anyone but it seems the more she comes out of her own shadows? The more she becomes a target, perhaps this is one of those moments. "If you have something to say now would be the time." Voice carries out though she hasn't looked up from the book she's writing in, fingers of free hand tap idly against porcelain cup, almost empty from the tea she'd been indulging in. "Or would you prefer to keep staring in silence?" @inaducursehqstarters

Got a bad feeling that I'm about to break Been a good streak, but the pressure's overweight Is it even good, for my head to keep track? If I'm gonna snap necks, then I gotta snap back

What is your family’s biggest strength? (gabi)

"our love for each other, because it isn't superficial. all of us would much rather see one another thrive or be happy then anything else. we do our very best to become better people, instead of holding back for selfish reasons."

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her eyes closed softly as he cupped her face, his touch had always settled her nerves. slowly her eyes opened and she looked into his eyes and decided to be honest, or at least a little honest. "i'm okay, just feel like a porcelain doll when i'm near anyone. sometimes it doesn't feel real with how far away you all are. even with you so close, i can tell you want to be further." eleanor sighed, placing her hands at the nape of his neck. "i don't think you are going to hurt me and i don't even think you hurt me then. i miss you, the way you felt before."

it was hard to explain all the feelings that swirled in her body. elle needed more time, but she also didn't want to be alone in it all. she wanted him near.

she had caught him red handed staring at her , but who could blame him since she looked like a goddess in that dress . locking eyes with eleanor he couldn't look away , although part of him told himself to run before he hurt her again , but while she looked like an angel . piercing blues watched as she walked over , and before his knew it he matched her movement meeting her in the middle . he smiled lightly at her words . suddenly his hand cupped her face . he sighed deeply , feeling enchanted by his love . " how have you been , elle ? " he questioned , wanting to know that she was alright .

charlie would like to think that his disappearances had gone unnoticed, that she didn't notice how nonchalant he had gotten since his transition began. the hybrid took a quieter approach, watching and waiting until she was time to swoop in. with him she had possibly waited too long and so she wanted to make it up to him. shaking her head softly, she did her best to smile. "when have you ever seen me let those two just handle it?" a smirk crept on her lips, before it faded when she noticed his stance.

he'd had a lot of drinks, so much that he lost count and she really didn't want anyone drinking from what was provided, let alone her own family. before she could even say anything about it, the room was sent into a panic and her instinct to protect charlie kicked in. "listen to me, these are hunters and they can hurt us, we need to find a way out of here. are you able to follow me?"

The younger Mikaelson, sensed the familial undercurrent of intrigue as unusual events unfolded. Since his transformation, he had distanced himself from his family's machinations. The recent killings had reached his ears, but they held little interest for him. He preferred to drown his sorrows and revel in his own reckless endeavors.

As his mother's voice reached him, Charlie sighed. "Do you have to fret about it? Dad or Uncle Klaus must be handling it," he muttered. He resented his family's propensity to take charge, particularly his mother. He longed to shield her from danger, even in his current state.

Charlie hung his head as his mother inquired about his alcohol consumption. In truth, he had lost track. A mask concealed his ravaged appearance. "I don't recall. I've lost count," he replied. Deceiving his mother was futile; she possessed an uncanny ability to discern his lies. He opted for partial honesty, knowing he couldn't evade her forever.

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the dead were coming back to life and supernaturals were being murdered in gruesome ways, the whole ordeal made hayley's mind swirl with questions. one of the places she knew to find answers was the public library, it wasn't a typical library, thanks to the cities deep connect with witchcraft. whatever was happening is connected to something, the hybrid was sure of it. grabbing a few books, she quickly made her way down the steps to check them out and then head over to the boarding school. it wasn't until she bumped into another that she realized she was moving too fast, putting her hands up she apologized. "no, no i'm sorry, i wasn't paying attention." looking up at the other she tilted her head, the whole day had placed her brain in a fog. "you look familiar have we met before?"

Jay was head first in his books in the public library studying, residany was kicking his backside but that did not mean he was going to take a break. He turned the page of his new book when he felt the presence of someone next to him. He didn't look up, assuming like the last few people they just wanted to get around him and down the book aisle that he had set up in a few hours ago. "Sorry," he muttered, pulling his feet back to make room before he finally looked up.

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