[Stefan is not nervous, per say, to introduce Buffy to Klaus. Their relationship over the last decade or so has mellowed into something close to friendship, but still more complicated. He doesn't think it will ever be like it was in Chicago, but maybe that's for the best and they can find a balance that isn't encouraging all of Stefan's worst instincts.
He holds the door open for Buffy as they head into the newly remodeled Rosseau's, taking in the polished bar and decor with a nod.]
You'd never guess that this place was blown up a few months ago.
[Benefits of witches being involved, he supposes.]
( Klaus would argue that Chicago was the pinnacle of their friendship, but perhaps the memory is tarnished both by Mikael's presence and that Stefan was going through one of his more baroque periods - it's fine, he likes their friendship now. They've overcame mountains and molehills and if anyone asked, he doesn't write Stefan Salvatore is my best friend in my diary. (But, make no mistake, Klaus doesn't have friends and Stefan is his best.)
Klaus takes his sweet time, because the kids are down below in the late afternoon and he gives them their space. But, he listens in. He always listens in. All these progressive children these days. (Can you call an ancient demigod a child. Shrug.) He also likes to make an entrance. Did he overhear they were going to Rousseau's.
He did.
This is a casual, innocent way of happening to end up at the same establishment with old friends. Any way he can make it up to Hope, even if it's indirect. Just knowing she'll be there - he feels like more of a father. (He knows this doesn't make him more of a father, just let him have it.) He assumes Cami won't say something, but she'll have her thoughts. It's fine. They're fine. Everyone is fine!
Buffy, channeling her inner 90's leopard princess, obliges Stefan, stepping through the threshold and into a newly remodeled Rousseau's. There is now a parallel back room with a skylight for more seating on this floor, and steps going up to a second level where -- )
I don't know what it was like before, but - your nieces are up there, aren't they?
( Two of them, anyway. They're deep in chatter and don't see her yet. She almost waves - so uncool - but she realizes they're otherwise occupied. )
Hope is Klaus' daughter?
( She does wonder, as most would when their dads are garbage if this is a strategic dad move on his part, but how would she know? )
[Cami is just grateful she was invited to dinner. And she also appreciates that he's giving Hope her own space, but there are only so many supernatural friendly bars in New Orleans.
Stefan nods as he steps in the rest of the way, scanning the room until he spots Klaus and Cami at the table on the second level.]
Hope is Klaus' daughter.
[It's a magical loophole he can't even begin to explain. And he does notice Hope and Josie, but leaves them to their time. He's not looking to crash their date anymore than he's sure they want to crash his.]
And it looks like he brought his wife with him.
[He waves to Cami and she waves back with a smile.]
( Looks more like a friend-hang, but, Buffy's not a crasher, either. Well. Not when it doesn't involve the Riverboat. She follows Stefan, hand in his. )
You'll make me a diagram if I need one?
( Buffy approaches the table with Stefan. Klaus stands from his chair, and greets the erstwhile slayer and his old friend.
"Stefan!," he says, coming around the chair. "And this must be Buffy, the vampire slayer.")
In polite circles most people call me, Buffy, or Summers if they're getting last name-happy - but, I do answer to she who hangs out a lot in cemeteries. It's nice to meet you, and Cami. ( she gestures to Cami, smiling.
"Sit, sit," Klaus says, holding a chair out for Buffy, or for Stefan. Either of them if they'd like. )
( Because, she escaped the most vicious stories of who he was when he was - but, they never disappear. And he seems -- remarkably calm and cool for someone with the title of The Great Evil following him around. )
[Cami blinks, before trying to think back to when exactly they got married. Not during the Hollow mess - she would have wanted people to be there who couldn't be, and she knows that Klaus would have wanted Hope there, if nothing else. And despite how Klaus does other things, it was much quieter than other Mikaelson celebrations.]
Four years officially? But we've been together for seventeen. There were some delays with having the actual ceremony.
("Ancient evils tend to put a damper on matrimonial proceedings," Klaus says, the Hollow forever on his shitlist. More about his daughter, than his eventual wedding. )
Where I come from, it's the exes that ruin weddings. Apparently, the forces of evil need to step up in my life.
[Stefan makes a face also. Please don't jinx their wedding before he's even proposed, Buffy.]
For what it's worth, our actual wedding was relatively drama free. It was actually getting it planned and having everyone we wanted to be there that was the problem.
Proceedings and big events tend to be when big feelings are on the line. Her world is big and brave and dangerous. Everything is heightened. She's been through a wedding born of getting in on the action together. )
There was an albatross of sorts hanging round our necks. ( the Hollow inside his daughter. ) It wasn't hard to take stock and remember what's important. I can't say it was easy for me to make it down that aisle, or what happened after, but we all survived, and that was reason enough to celebrate. We had a larger reception later.
I think sometimes having the right person to go down the aisle for makes all the difference too.
[Sure, there were probably other things to worry about, but when you trust the person you're marrying, it makes all the difference. He is also taking notes for when they get around to actually planning a wedding.]
And it was a great reception.
[Cami nods with a smile. "Thank you. He put a lot of planning into it. You know how Mikaelsons are about their parties."]
A party is as important as its' guest list, and ours was unmatched. ( Thanks, Stefan, you're a real one for coming. Even after - everything. ) Little did I know my bride-to-be had a family that could even rival my own.
( He liked them, though. Her aunts were quite the characters. And all the brothers were -- well, they were all on their best behavior, weren't they? )
You're Beck's cousin! So, you're who we have to thank for Lindsay's pre-wedding relocation. So - you used to be the leader of the human faction, then.
( Which, if she connects the dots, means Cami no longer can be. Unless her wires were crossed. Her vampire senses are going pretty haywire, but in a totally normal way. She is one, right? )
Yeah. Well, the factions were more nebulously defined when I was still human, but my uncle did a lot of work looking after the human portion of New Orleans. I took it up after he died, and when I got turned we had a local friend who took my place. But he recently passed, and I wanted to keep it in the family.
[Beck seemed like the best choice, and she's really glad that he stepped up to take it.]
Your - big family. Cousins, everywhere, it sounds like.
("Not as spread out as some," Klaus says. "Some in New York, London, Ireland of course. And now, here, with us. We're going to take great care of him." It sounds a little more menacing as intended. )
He'd earn a bedroom if he hadn't pouted his way into keeping a drum kit here.
( Klaus doesn't hate it, his drums just need an ensemble. He should be in a band. He's suggested it one or ten times.
"Me, too. And Lindsay will be great behind the scenes. She has a good head on her shoulders and oh, do you need a sheriff? Or, I guess. A mayor? Mayoral-type? Or like a ward...en?"
Sheriff is more for the parish than New Orleans proper but we do have a police force. I'm sure after the wedding is planned, she'll have plenty of ways to keep herself busy.
[Because for the moment, the wedding is very much the focus, and Cami supports that.]
Though hopefully she won't have to do too much slaying. The various members of the factions might not take well to that if Lindsay is slaying carelessly.
Stefan takes a sip of his drink before leaning forward.]
Just out of curiosity, Klaus, have you ever heard of someone called the Arbiter?
( Buffy's slaying in this case is more administration. Training. Maybe setting something up. Supernatural's pretty beefy here, wouldn't be a bad idea to bring some girls with strength behind them. Even things out.
Klaus looks thoughtfully at his old friend, shaking his head. )
I can't say that I have, you haven't dragged them into town after you, have you? Buffy's here to soften the blow...
("Buffy's just here for Hello's and an alibi." And curiosity. "Possibly regarding the arbiter if he's called. It's a him. Ancient man in a suit. Well-coiffed and very serious. Ancient order. Possibly very dangerous. But, no, not dragging him along behind us like toilet paper on our shoe.")
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He holds the door open for Buffy as they head into the newly remodeled Rosseau's, taking in the polished bar and decor with a nod.]
You'd never guess that this place was blown up a few months ago.
[Benefits of witches being involved, he supposes.]
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Klaus takes his sweet time, because the kids are down below in the late afternoon and he gives them their space. But, he listens in. He always listens in. All these progressive children these days. (Can you call an ancient demigod a child. Shrug.) He also likes to make an entrance. Did he overhear they were going to Rousseau's.
He did.
This is a casual, innocent way of happening to end up at the same establishment with old friends. Any way he can make it up to Hope, even if it's indirect. Just knowing she'll be there - he feels like more of a father. (He knows this doesn't make him more of a father, just let him have it.) He assumes Cami won't say something, but she'll have her thoughts. It's fine. They're fine. Everyone is fine!
Buffy, channeling her inner 90's leopard princess, obliges Stefan, stepping through the threshold and into a newly remodeled Rousseau's. There is now a parallel back room with a skylight for more seating on this floor, and steps going up to a second level where -- )
I don't know what it was like before, but - your nieces are up there, aren't they?
( Two of them, anyway. They're deep in chatter and don't see her yet. She almost waves - so uncool - but she realizes they're otherwise occupied. )
Hope is Klaus' daughter?
( She does wonder, as most would when their dads are garbage if this is a strategic dad move on his part, but how would she know? )
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Stefan nods as he steps in the rest of the way, scanning the room until he spots Klaus and Cami at the table on the second level.]
Hope is Klaus' daughter.
[It's a magical loophole he can't even begin to explain. And he does notice Hope and Josie, but leaves them to their time. He's not looking to crash their date anymore than he's sure they want to crash his.]
And it looks like he brought his wife with him.
[He waves to Cami and she waves back with a smile.]
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You'll make me a diagram if I need one?
( Buffy approaches the table with Stefan. Klaus stands from his chair, and greets the erstwhile slayer and his old friend.
"Stefan!," he says, coming around the chair. "And this must be Buffy, the vampire slayer." )
In polite circles most people call me, Buffy, or Summers if they're getting last name-happy - but, I do answer to she who hangs out a lot in cemeteries. It's nice to meet you, and Cami. ( she gestures to Cami, smiling.
"Sit, sit," Klaus says, holding a chair out for Buffy, or for Stefan. Either of them if they'd like. )
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[From who? That's not for her to say, but given the role she plays in the supernatural world, Cami gets around and hears a lot of things.]
I heard your Thanksgiving weekend was exciting. In that fun supernatural way that isn't really fun at all.
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( She admits, taking the seat offered by Klaus. He even pushes her chair in, okay. )
Believe it or not, not my first Thanksgiving that ended in disaster.
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[Which she says with genuine fondness, but she won't deny that where Mikaelsons go, trouble follows.
Stefan smirks at her as he settles in his own seat. "Too late to take it back now."]
Lucky for me, I wasn't intending to.
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( Because, she escaped the most vicious stories of who he was when he was - but, they never disappear. And he seems -- remarkably calm and cool for someone with the title of The Great Evil following him around. )
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Four years officially? But we've been together for seventeen. There were some delays with having the actual ceremony.
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Where I come from, it's the exes that ruin weddings. Apparently, the forces of evil need to step up in my life.
( She makes a face. )
And I feel like I should knock on wood for that.
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For what it's worth, our actual wedding was relatively drama free. It was actually getting it planned and having everyone we wanted to be there that was the problem.
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Proceedings and big events tend to be when big feelings are on the line. Her world is big and brave and dangerous. Everything is heightened. She's been through a wedding born of getting in on the action together. )
There was an albatross of sorts hanging round our necks. ( the Hollow inside his daughter. ) It wasn't hard to take stock and remember what's important. I can't say it was easy for me to make it down that aisle, or what happened after, but we all survived, and that was reason enough to celebrate. We had a larger reception later.
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[Sure, there were probably other things to worry about, but when you trust the person you're marrying, it makes all the difference. He is also taking notes for when they get around to actually planning a wedding.]
And it was a great reception.
[Cami nods with a smile. "Thank you. He put a lot of planning into it. You know how Mikaelsons are about their parties."]
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( He liked them, though. Her aunts were quite the characters. And all the brothers were -- well, they were all on their best behavior, weren't they? )
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[She pauses, then she brightens.]
I think you know one of them actually. Beck Ford?
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( Which, if she connects the dots, means Cami no longer can be. Unless her wires were crossed. Her vampire senses are going pretty haywire, but in a totally normal way. She is one, right? )
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[Beck seemed like the best choice, and she's really glad that he stepped up to take it.]
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( "Not as spread out as some," Klaus says. "Some in New York, London, Ireland of course. And now, here, with us. We're going to take great care of him." It sounds a little more menacing as intended. )
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[Stop being menacing about Beck please.]
But we're sure that the spot will be in good hands with Beck.
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( Klaus doesn't hate it, his drums just need an ensemble. He should be in a band. He's suggested it one or ten times.
"Me, too. And Lindsay will be great behind the scenes. She has a good head on her shoulders and oh, do you need a sheriff? Or, I guess. A mayor? Mayoral-type? Or like a ward...en?"
That's not what they call it, right? )
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[Because for the moment, the wedding is very much the focus, and Cami supports that.]
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( Like, always. She will have to think about a new headquarters, eventually. )
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Though hopefully she won't have to do too much slaying. The various members of the factions might not take well to that if Lindsay is slaying carelessly.
Stefan takes a sip of his drink before leaning forward.]
Just out of curiosity, Klaus, have you ever heard of someone called the Arbiter?
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Klaus looks thoughtfully at his old friend, shaking his head. )
I can't say that I have, you haven't dragged them into town after you, have you? Buffy's here to soften the blow...
( "Buffy's just here for Hello's and an alibi." And curiosity. "Possibly regarding the arbiter if he's called. It's a him. Ancient man in a suit. Well-coiffed and very serious. Ancient order. Possibly very dangerous. But, no, not dragging him along behind us like toilet paper on our shoe." )
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[Stefan pauses, before teasing.]
I figured if there was someone who had pissed off someone enough to take him to Supernatural Night Court, it was probably you.
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