i'm leaving you my last curse

[bravebartender]

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[bibrid]

( Completely the same thing. She likes it, too. She's her father's daughter. )

So they just firebombed them? Is everyone just going in half-cocked now? First Triad. Then Necromancers. Hunters. Now vampires. Has no one heard of planning?

[eredite]

I dunno, man, my mom also mentioned something about a Gauntlet that's now actually happening and is gonna be really bad for witches? She didn't have a lot of details, but Hope's ancient relatives seemed really annoyed.

[She's not sure if that's a good or bad thing.]

[bibrid]

Can I -- have the definition?

( she huffs. )

The Gauntlet? It sounds Greek or Roman, but ancient, and not like anything Hope's relatives should be messing with.

[eredite]

Right. Hold on, let me sit up.

[There's a shuffle of a struggle as she rights herself into a position where hopefully her brain will work better.]

It's a witch war. Rebekah said something about the Inquisition? But Mom said that someone may be targeting witches whether they're part of the coven running it or not, so she wanted to warn you guys.

[bibrid]

Does Josie know?

( Lizzie grabs the bannister and pads upstairs to find her sister, even if Alice says yes, because this is big. )

[eredite]

Hope was in charge of calling Josie. Hope called Josie many times. So probably yes.

[She does not know that Hope's conversation has been derailed with talk of family drama.]

[bibrid]

( Lizzie listens to the conversation about, well, her so she stops on the top step, sitting. )

They're talking now. I have to call Danny. Are you going to be okay?

[eredite]

Oh yeah, I'm good. Rebekah's been giving me water and I'm gonna go to sleep soon. Tell Danny I said hi! We will talk about Surprise Uncle when I'm sober.

[Because she can tell that that's going to be a heavier conversation.]

[bibrid]

You're staying there?

( But, the narration will just assume drunk Alice hangs up on Lizzie, thinking it's polite, and not -- caring. Also, she needs to be put to bed. But in a sweet way. )

Belly of the freakin' Mikaelson's.

( She does math in her head and doesn't care about the time difference as she leans against the wall of the stairwell dialing her boyfriend's number. )

[undermyfeet]

[Where else was she going to stay, Lizzie? Her father is married to one of them.

Anyhoo, fortunately for Lizzie, the doctors have diagnosed her boyfriend with a small concussion, so he is not allowed to sleep just yet. He hears the phone buzzing and smiles when he sees Lizzie's face on his screen.]

I take it you talked to Alice?

[bibrid]

Messaged. Voice-messaged. Then talked. I need to work with her on getting the right information out right away, but I got the gist, and she got bourbon. She said you were fine, though. Are you fine?

( BE FINE. )

[undermyfeet]

I have a small concussion, but otherwise I am very fine.

[He will leave out the part where he almost wasn't with the fire and the vampires.]

My magic protected me from a lot of it.

[bibrid]

Nothing about a small concussion is very fine. Someone better be making sure you don't fall asleep, Elm Street-style or I am calling that shady GPS witch and coming there myself.

( A beat from the other end, Bonnie leans over: "Hi, Lizzie." A beat. "I'll give you two a few minutes. Call me back in when you're done. Bye Lizzie!" )

...Too bossy?

[undermyfeet]

Nah, just bossy enough.

[He, personally, likes it when she's bossy.]

But really, I'm okay. No broken bones, no impalements - I got off lucky. Damon's friend Melanie got skewered with a chair leg, but fortunately she's a vampire and it missed her heart.

[bibrid]

You could've been skewered?

( Calm down. Big breaths. )

Then we can celebrate you were only concussed. ( a sigh as she checks her watch. ) Call me in a few hours. I can keep you up better than Bonnie can, okay? Also, juicy gossip at chez Saltzman-Parker.

[undermyfeet]

I'm excited to hear it.

[He will not tell Bonnie about Lizzie's assessment of the situation. Though speaking of her parents:]

The explosion won't affect your parents letting you come out for winter break, will it?

[bibrid]

I haven't asked, but I'm more than meets the eye, and I don't give off witch. That's the siphon in me. If only I could keep the word Gauntlet out of their mouths. Until I say otherwise, your bed in London is also my bed in London.

( which -- feels bossy again. but, they're long distance. she knows he likes it. )

Besides. Your "friend" likes when people owe him favors so if worse comes to worse, I'll sign a big fat IOU. You're worth it, Danny.

[undermyfeet]

Sure. If David's still alive by Christmas, we'll do that.

[Right now, that's looking dubious. He is the one who's actually murdering the Inner Circle, after all.]

But good. Because I'm really looking forward to that. I miss you.

[bibrid]

Way to wave your optimism flag.

( Is it that bad? She'll learn just how bad it is on their later phone call. )

I miss you, too. Even if I've been getting better at -- not telling you. I am. I got to go. Ears in the house.

[undermyfeet]

Alright, alright. I'll call you when you're less likely to be eavesdropped on.

[There's a smile in his voice regardless as he goes to hang up.]

Talk soon, love.

[And with that, he'll call Bonnie back in and leave Lizzie to her evening.]