"no, He Didn't Leave Me Out Here..." She Trailed Off Trying To Think Of A Better Way To Explain The Ordeal,

by the time gabriela found tyler after being seperated in the crowd, she noticed that he had two drinks in hand. a smile grew on her lips, as she walked over to her husband. still in awe with the way he looked tonight. it didn't matter that raymis was back, as long as she had her husband nothing stood in their way. taking the other glass from his hand, her fingers rubbed gently against his hand, feeling content any time his skin touched hers. "there are a lot of things that will probably happen tonight that aren't good ideas while a killer is on the loose." winking before taking a sip of her drink, the demon stood by tyler's side, her hip resting next to his as they scanned the room. "it's going to be much harder to spot who it could be with everyone hiding their faces."

shrugging, she turned to face him and draped an arm around his shoulders, her face getting closer to his ear. "who owns this bar?"

↷ open ╳ @inaducursehqstarters ↷ muse playing ╳ tyler lockwood ↷ location ╳ vaso bar and venue (bywater ) ↷ event ╳ enchanted evening masquerade

tyler had gone to the masquerade enchanted ball with his wife , gabriela . yet , they had separated momentarily while he left to get them drinks . the lockwolf took two of the champagne glasses that were offered by a waiter before he placed the champagne glass to his lips . " a masquerade ball while a killer is still out on the loose can't be a good idea . " he breathed , his inner thought brought to light .

Would you rather always be two hours early or 20 minutes late? (eleanor)

"i'd always rather be early, because then if the event sucks i can leave early and it's no big deal."

charlie would like to think that his disappearances had gone unnoticed, that she didn't notice how nonchalant he had gotten since his transition began. the hybrid took a quieter approach, watching and waiting until she was time to swoop in. with him she had possibly waited too long and so she wanted to make it up to him. shaking her head softly, she did her best to smile. "when have you ever seen me let those two just handle it?" a smirk crept on her lips, before it faded when she noticed his stance.

he'd had a lot of drinks, so much that he lost count and she really didn't want anyone drinking from what was provided, let alone her own family. before she could even say anything about it, the room was sent into a panic and her instinct to protect charlie kicked in. "listen to me, these are hunters and they can hurt us, we need to find a way out of here. are you able to follow me?"

The younger Mikaelson, sensed the familial undercurrent of intrigue as unusual events unfolded. Since his transformation, he had distanced himself from his family's machinations. The recent killings had reached his ears, but they held little interest for him. He preferred to drown his sorrows and revel in his own reckless endeavors.

As his mother's voice reached him, Charlie sighed. "Do you have to fret about it? Dad or Uncle Klaus must be handling it," he muttered. He resented his family's propensity to take charge, particularly his mother. He longed to shield her from danger, even in his current state.

Charlie hung his head as his mother inquired about his alcohol consumption. In truth, he had lost track. A mask concealed his ravaged appearance. "I don't recall. I've lost count," he replied. Deceiving his mother was futile; she possessed an uncanny ability to discern his lies. He opted for partial honesty, knowing he couldn't evade her forever.

josie was working, picking an art piece from the cathedral that was being transferred to the museum for a new exhibit. she has walked these steps for as long as she can remember, but it wasn't like they weren't special, the siphoner just had much more on her mind. his touch sent her out of her daze, meeting his gaze with a raised eyebrow, because honestly she was going to tell him off for touching her, but then he spoke and she understood. nodding her head, she took a step back to the others side and looked up at the building. taking in the way it looked as the sun hit it at just the right angle.

allowing her shoulders to relax, a smile formed on josie's lips as she looked to the other. "have you been inside?" if he was this enamored by the outside, she couldn't imagine what he would think of the rest.

open starter: @inaducursehqstarters location: outside the st. louis cathedral "Oh wow, this is just ... wow," Isaac isn't usually one for so many words, but his excitement is getting the best of him. He's been standing at the foot of the Cathedral for twenty minutes, gawking up in awe. Nothing sings to him like a pretty building, and this one in particular is an opera. Isaac has reread the plaque at least four times, soaking in every detail. The architect was French (he loves the French!) and died before seeing the completed structure. Isaac will enjoy it enough for the both of them, he decides, because what better way to honor the memory. A person steps into his view, then, appearing to head for the door. Isaac reaches out instinctively to stop them, lest they disrupt his view (which in fairness, hasn't changed in the last twenty minutes, but still). "Not yet," he tells them gently, but his grip is strong, "You're already missing the best part."

gabriela had been on the hunt for a certain someone, ever since she kaya uttered his name at the bar. their heart pounding as they made their way through the crowd, trying to find anyone that radiated the dark energy raymis would at a party like this. this was exactly the place he'd feed off with delight. she wanted to give up, go find tyler and forget that he was even mentioned, but his name made her angry. it was a rage she couldn't bury no matter how hard she tried. when he spoke, it made her shoulders stiffen. he couldn't see it but the demon raised an eyebrow at the other, her lips curling in disgust. "you'd love that wouldn't you? to just kill some poor soul all for entertainment. i'm assuming you only spoke to kaya the way you did was because you were trying to get my attention."

↷ open ╳ @inaducursehqstarters ↷ muse playing ╳ raymis ↷ location ╳ vaso bar and venue (bywater ) ↷ event ╳ enchanted evening masquerade

nearly black hues scanned the venue as they mused of the fact that they were a devil in disguise . it was easy for the demon to move around the crowd as if they belonged . crowds formed around them wherever they stood , as he played on their human desires of pride , greed , lust , and envy , among other things . raymis was charming to the others but that illusion just hid his true face . what was underneath the mask and illusions , was that they were pure evil , but the fun kind of evil , they thought . " look , i double dog dare you to drink that whole chardonnay bottle . " granted it would probably kill the ready drunken person , with alcohol poison , but a win was a win , right ? he teased to themselves .

what's happened? the question played over and over, yet she never could give a proper answer. rubbing in between their brows, before taking a seat next to sammy. "a lot has happened and i'm honestly not sure where to start, but i have to tell you all of it now before raymis gets ahold of you." gabriela didn't realize that this fear had already come true. "sammy, after i sold my soul i was sent to hell. while there i was broken and not myself. plus hell isn't exactly a place that helps your mental health. anyways, i brought people's souls to another demon. this turned me into a very dark version of myself and then i met raymis...." she trailed off, trying to think of how to describe all of this to her son.

"raymis is a demon and he only wants pain and suffering. i was caught up in it all, until i met your father." tyler had changed so much for the demon. allowed her to realize that love wasn't conditional. "for so long, i thought that i was meant to suffer and raymis he kept me feeling that way. that's how he liked me best, knowing that my place was below him. he was dead but now he's back and he took your sister, he hurt mariana." tears welled in her eyes, something that seemed to be happening frequently now. this wasn't like them, to feel so powerless but there was no other way to feel when your family is in danger. "we got her back but she is going to need a lot of time to recover."

Sammy stayed lost in his conversation with the person the other side of the phone screen and only looked up to notice his mother when he she spoke. He gave her a smile and shrugged a little. Not really knowing that anything was going on to warrant any panic. "I've been out... why is everything okay?" he questioned finally as he senses a tenseness from the female. He sat himself up and watched her with expectant eyes. "What's happened?" he responded.

closed starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @cxrsedmuse muse ⊹₊ ⋆ gabriela chavez location ⊹₊ ⋆ charity hospital

after news of the murders hit, the first place gabriela knew to go was charity hospital. that's where the bodies would be taken to first thing and the demon needed to get a closer look. over the years, they'd done charity work for the hospital, helping to make their infrastructure better with the environment in mind. because of this, she had an in and was going to use it, anything to make sure her family was protected.

pulling into the lot, gabi noticed elena getting out of her own car, with a raised brow she lowered her window. "please tell me we are here for the same reason and no one is injured in there." the two became close friends over the years, sharing a bond over how protective they could be of ones they loved.

"i'm always ready to bolt." hayley admitted looking around the room as people went about their night with carefree attitude, but with the way her life had been, she'd never learned to settle. turns out the feeling was never wrong, her fight response was always correct when it came to these things. it was visible, only the screams could be heard at first, but then she noticed the waiters walk in some type of position before taking of their masks and bringing out hidden weapons. "and this is exactly why..." she trailed off, grabbing a knife from her small purse, before bearing her claws. turning quickly to beau, her eyes grew wide. "have you seen hope or charlie?"

To say the least, things were a little complex for him now. Navigating the world knocked his footing off as he tried to settle into the new shoes being a hybrid had put him in. More often than not, he'd withdrawn into the background until he could surely trust himself again. That was going to take time, and work. But one thing he could always trust was Hayley. So when he noticed her at the bar, looking a might bit off center and focused, his spidey-senses went off and he moved closer to her. "You look like you're ready to bolt.... something up?"

open starter ⊹₊ ⋆ @inaducursehqstarters muse ⊹₊ ⋆ josie saltzman location ⊹₊ ⋆ outside noma *new orleans museum of art

plots ⊹₊ ⋆ utp

dark magic could be felt all around the city, causing the siphoner to feel as if an icy chill wrapped around her body. it had been a long day at work, josie constantly getting off track far too often, unable to get any work done. normally, she loved her job but it just felt off. all she wanted was to go home and sleep. maybe even wake up and have this day completely washed away from her system.

making her way out of her office, a stack of papers held tightly to her chest as she twirled out in a rush. josie wasn't looking and ended up running right into someone else, papers flying everywhere while a groan escaped her lips. "oh just great!" getting on the ground, she began the process of picking everything up that needed to be filed before leaving.

to say a lot was going on, was an understatement. klaus and elijah devised a plan to put charlie in the garden, something they could've only done, while the hybrid had distractions. she had to stuff down the anger towards everyone else and have an actual talk with her son. walking into the room, hayley leaned against the door frame taking the scene in. even while listening to music her son wasn't calm. for a bit now he'd been in a constant state of anxiety and turmoil. it broke her heart to watch him suffer and to know that he was then isolated, made it worse.

walking forward slowly, she waved a few times but he didn't seem to notice. sighing, she then tapped him on the shoulder watching him jump in distress by her touch. placing her hands on her heart, the hybrid sat down next to her son. "i'm so sorry charlie. i had no idea they would do that to you. i know you made a mistake, but you need real help not being placed in some cage."

↷ closed ╳ @iknowthvnd ↷ muse playing ╳ Charlie Mikaleson ↷ location ╳ French Quater ↷ plot ╳ A Moment Together shared together ↷ Who ╳ Charlie & Hayley

Charlie Mikaleson sat on the sofa, headphones on, lost in his own thoughts. It had been a few days since his last drink, and the incident with his cousin weighed heavily on his mind. Desperation gnawed at his insides, an intense craving for something to numb the turmoil within him.

He sighed heavily in frustration, unable to shake off the restlessness that plagued him. Lost in his own world, he hadn't realized that his mother had been trying to get his attention until she gently tapped him on the shoulder. If you knew Charlie well, you would see that he was not himself. His usual calm demeanor was replaced by a sense of jumpiness and fidgetiness, a rare sight for those who knew him well.

Despite his best efforts to maintain his composure, Charlie's inner turmoil was evident. The desire for a drink, for any form of escape from his current reality, consumed his thoughts. In that moment, all he wanted was to drown out his worries and find solace in the familiar embrace of alcohol.