I don't know. You guys always seem to know everything.
[You're ancient. And she means that with love. Her partner is also ancient, so maybe she's into that.]
That was always a general mythology thing. But like ... God became the burning bush because viewing his real face would kill you. Same thing with Zeus and why he was always seducing women as animals.
[But who knows, maybe he was just into that, which. Gross.]
[That's a plan of attack she can get behind. She reaches into her pocket to pull out her phone and see if a text will send: Something turned your brother into a giant magical glowball. Help?]
( Kol is focusing on Bela not breaking an ankle at the moment, but he feels the vibration in his back pocket. He will get to you shortly.
In the meantime, Elijah noticed something. )
Bela insisted I become familiar with the city's make-up, insisting that knowing my surroundings and how to navigate was integral to surviving, even as a vampire. ( (18) ) I would bet a large sum of money on the origin point of this phenomena being New York University or a subsequent burrow.
[She's not just going to give out to that info to some rando who's name she totally should have checked on the caller ID. The info probably wouldn't have been helpful anyway.]
[It's kind of weird to hear a thousand year-old vampire using the phrase "linked up" but that's neither here nor there, and she doesn't intend to derail him so much he catches on.]
Well, sort of. I'm Lizzie's roommate at NYU. So when she introduced me to her sister, I met Hope too. She's great. We've been getting along like a house on fire. Without actually setting a house on fire.
[She's just going to keep dragging this stall out for as long as possible until either Josie wakes up or Hope reappears ... or Bonnie takes the phone from her.]
I don't think trapping me into incriminating myself is a great way to start off our step-niece and step-uncle relationship here.
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[She goes to try and inch around the other side of the bar, just watching him through the reflection.]
How long do you think it would last?
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( He tries arching back, out of the frame of the mirror so she isn't completely blinded. )
You and I can both rest easy knowing I have less than a stellar angelic reputation. Did your school marms instill in you visions of blinding angels?
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[You're ancient. And she means that with love. Her partner is also ancient, so maybe she's into that.]
That was always a general mythology thing. But like ... God became the burning bush because viewing his real face would kill you. Same thing with Zeus and why he was always seducing women as animals.
[But who knows, maybe he was just into that, which. Gross.]
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Kol is the one of us who may be familiar with what's transpiring.
( Which doesn't help them. )
And I am not a god. Hope and the school tangled with the gods, could this be related.
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[That's a plan of attack she can get behind. She reaches into her pocket to pull out her phone and see if a text will send: Something turned your brother into a giant magical glowball. Help?]
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In the meantime, Elijah noticed something. )
Bela insisted I become familiar with the city's make-up, insisting that knowing my surroundings and how to navigate was integral to surviving, even as a vampire. ( (18) ) I would bet a large sum of money on the origin point of this phenomena being New York University or a subsequent burrow.
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[She pauses as she considers that information.]
Doesn't one of Hope's witch friends from school go to NYU?
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( A siphoner that has since been turned and has become her very own heretic. )
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[She's going to say the odds are high. Especially if they're in an environment that allows for experimentation with magic.]
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( He slides his own phone out, dialing his niece, who, may not take his phone call --
But, Josie's bag at least rings, where she was keeping both of their phones. )
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Hope or Josie's phone, Alice speaking.
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( Why does he suspect she can't... )
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[She's not just going to give out to that info to some rando who's name she totally should have checked on the caller ID. The info probably wouldn't have been helpful anyway.]
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Hope's uncle Elijah.
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[Is she going to milk her still fledging relationship with Rebekah for this stall? Yes, yes she is.]
This is Alice. Earp. I'm John Henry's daughter?
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Doc Holliday? ( She's succeeded in distracting him. ) You and Hope linked up?
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Well, sort of. I'm Lizzie's roommate at NYU. So when she introduced me to her sister, I met Hope too. She's great. We've been getting along like a house on fire. Without actually setting a house on fire.
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Elijah looks to Cami, asking this: )
And, in not setting your respective houses on fire, did you set the city on fire, Alice?
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[Bonnie may see a mild look of panic on her face.]
Just some ... regular, traditional college fun.
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When the Saltzmans and Hope got up to trouble in Prague, they spun a yarn about drinking. Have you been drinking, Alice?
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[She's just going to keep dragging this stall out for as long as possible until either Josie wakes up or Hope reappears ... or Bonnie takes the phone from her.]
I don't think trapping me into incriminating myself is a great way to start off our step-niece and step-uncle relationship here.