as we pass through arrangements of shadows

[shreds]

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[uniquelyvulnerable]

I am sorry it's been as long as it has. The years bleed together.

( And, he was still recovering psychologically, if he's being honest. Bela was a large part in that. )

[likeaweapon]

You got here in time. That's all that matters.

[She squeezes his arm.]

And Bela kept me appraised on things. The benefits of being her sire, I suppose.

[uniquelyvulnerable]

Yes, I did luck out that our paths crossed after Marcel erased my memory.

( A coincidence he doesn't carry lightly, for someone who doesn't believe in "meant to be." )

[likeaweapon]

Lucky indeed.

[She takes a breath, before finishing her drink.]

I should go see what Klaus is up to. Are you going to be alright out here for a little while?

[uniquelyvulnerable]

Attend to our brother, I'll join Bela in for the night.

( He gives a quick, fierce, side hug. Toasting to her, he lets her go before returning to his master bedroom. )

[enjoythe_ride]

[Bela has finished cleaning up for the evening, and smiles when she sees him come in.]

It seemed like you and Rebekah were having a good conversation.

[uniquelyvulnerable]

One that was long overdue. And how has Henry fared this evening? Not too much doting?

( He's Rebekah's child, Elijah assumes he loves the attention. )

[enjoythe_ride]

Not too much, no.

[Bela smiles as she goes to sit on the edge of the bed.]

But he is delightful.

[Not that Bela has ever been one for children of her own, but she does have a soft spot for them. Especially when they're stuck in a world like this one.]

[uniquelyvulnerable]

He is. He is something.

( It was never in the cards for Elijah and for a long time, neither was love. )

I did think we'd be altogether for longer than the day, but the hunters had other plans in mind. Now Kol is off with a witch and we are no longer in the same state Hope will be in.

[enjoythe_ride]

Perhaps this will all blow over quickly.

[A few weeks, maybe a month or two. Something like this isn't sustainable forever.]

She'll need time to settle in at school as well.

[uniquelyvulnerable]

Yes, I suppose it's best to give her that space to establish herself.

( And give him and his siblings the space they need to find their place with each other again. )

[enjoythe_ride]

[She nods.]

You still have time. And, you could always text her. Kids these days seem quite good at that.

[uniquelyvulnerable]

So you keep telling me. I've never been much good at it. But, for Hope, I should make the effort. ( He did like notes. ) How do you think she would receive a handwritten letter?

[enjoythe_ride]

[She tips her head to the side as she considers. On the one hand, she's an eighteen year-old, and handwritten things have gone quite to the wayside, but coming from Elijah, it may have it's charm.]

I think she would appreciate the effort?

[uniquelyvulnerable]

A gesture to bring us into the next part of our relationship.

( Perhaps. He could try. )

[interminably]

( Klaus is on the balcony, having not joined Camille for the evening just yet. Doc has brought Henry back upstairs to the guest bedroom to get him ready for bed.

He overlooks the city from so high up. )

You couldn't get such a view in New Orleans. But, is there a city more rich in history.

[likeaweapon]

[She smirks as she makes her way closer, standing next to him as she links her arm through his.]

I think that depends on the kind of history you're looking for. I'm certainly fonder of New Orleans, if I'm honest.

[interminably]

As am I, it was home once and was made our home again. Despite this hiccup, it will always be.

( He smiles at the city below. )

Your son is remarkable.

[likeaweapon]

Of course he is.

[Her tone is teasing as she looks out over the city.]

He's got two remarkable parents.

[interminably]

I did some reading on Doc Holliday. I quite liked the film Tombstone.

( Does he have a point? Is he teasing? )

[likeaweapon]

[Probably both.]

Tombstone? Really? No wild west anecdotes you wish to share?

[interminably]

I didn't much care for the Wild West. I preferred the bustle of the city. You should have seen Los Angeles then. I passed through one of those towns once or twice, but I was the mysterious stranger. It made it easy to eat.

( but nothing like a fond memory. )

[likeaweapon]

The frontier lands always made that easy. Everyone was spaced so far apart that it was hard for word to spread.

[Her past doesn't weigh on her as heavily as it should, but it's still slightly uncomfortable to reminisce about it now.]

[interminably]

Always home to provide their kindness with strangers.

( Being a father now does tinge his memories somewhat. But, he can't give them back. )

[likeaweapon]

Mmmm. But that was another lifetime, wasn't it?

[Most people today are not as savvy. Probably for the best in terms of their safety.]