𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 (
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Entry tags:
- alexander abernathy,
- allison argent,
- barry allen,
- bela talbot,
- buffy summers,
- damon salvatore,
- david gainor,
- davina claire,
- dawn summers,
- doc holliday,
- elena gilbert,
- elijah mikaelson,
- ezra adin-gainor,
- guest star,
- jackson whittemore,
- jacqueline melroux,
- jeremy gilbert,
- katherine pierce,
- klaus mikaelson,
- kol mikaelson,
- lydia martin,
- mia smoak,
- michael sullivan,
- mickey adler,
- neal caffrey,
- rebekah mikaelson,
- sara ellis,
- scott mccall,
- stefan salvatore,
- stiles stilinski,
- william queen,
- zari tomaz,
- ❦ ezra/david,
- ❦ jeremy/dawn,
- ❦ klaus/cami,
- ❦ kol/kieran,
- ❦ neal/sara,
- ❦ sierra/jacqueline
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[Her past doesn't weigh on her as heavily as it should, but it's still slightly uncomfortable to reminisce about it now.]
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( Being a father now does tinge his memories somewhat. But, he can't give them back. )
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[Most people today are not as savvy. Probably for the best in terms of their safety.]
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( But they will always be savvy. Every branch of their family. )
What is it like? Two former vampires. What were the chances?
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[Before they had the possibility of getting more of their relationship.]
But by the time we were cured ... we both wanted the same things. The same real life. It's so nice to just ... be on the same page.
[As much as she loved Marcel, that was never something they managed. They always were slightly out of sync.]
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Please, spin me the tale. Did you meet here in New York?
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When all was said and done, by the end of it he was human, and by the time Elena gave me the cure, we were quite in love.
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And what of Marcel? I confess I didn't keep up like I should with you two. Then again, who could. You're on, you're off, he proposes, you're back in New Orleans.
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[She shakes her head.]
I think he more wanted me to have what I wanted, than actually wanted the same things I did. Does that make sense?
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( It takes a lot for him to say it. But, he does. )
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[She shrugs.]
But I don't think I was the one who was going to do it.
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( Not hopes. It could never be hopes. )
What is it about John Henry?
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I don't know if it was one thing. Honestly, it was more a lot of little things. How many things we had in common. How much we still have to catch up on with regards to this time. I felt like he actually understood me.
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( Oh how he knows how close he is. )
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[So yes, they have a great deal and common.]
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You really do have much in common.
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[A small smile.]
The world does work in mysterious ways, doesn't it?
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( He still struggles as the abomination his mother made him to be. )
Had you heard of the esteemed Doc Holliday?
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It's hard to hear about someone when you were daggered in a pine box for most of their life.
[Klaus daggered her in 1837, before Doc was born, and he didn't wake her up until 1887, when Doc was already "dead."]
What I did hear was mostly Donna telling stories about her friend John Henry.
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Donna Paulsen?
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She lives in New York, now. Works at a fancy law firm.
[She frowns.]
Though it seems she was targeted by this list as well, so she might be leaving town for a while.
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( It's not a surprised someone as adept and dialed in as Donna would be targeted. )
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[A text or something will likely come once she and Harvey are settled somewhere.]
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( Even when Klaus didn't deserve an ally. But she knows aligning herself with the Originals is always better than going against. )
I am more concerned with a list including my human sister's name, and her human husband. Somebody should check their facts.
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[So even if Doc would no longer be under their purview, Rebekah still counts.]
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