INTRO

[precede]

Who: Klaus and YOU
What: a hybrid walks into a castle...
When: June 14
Where: anywhere
Rating: PG for now, permission post here


[ Klaus had his priorities, something along the lines of: coffins, Stefan, make hybrids. Somewhere between those things-to-do he also planned to pick out a nice house for his dearest family to live in, lined with the best oak and a chandelier made of Bohemian crystal, each room furnished the way he thought his siblings would like them. He kept a detailed shopping list somewhere.

Of course, the point of owning property would be to stay (the point would be to have company to share it with) and as of this moment, he was just itching to leave and maim something on his way out, preferably both and preferably now.

He sauntered about the place to look for better playthings, meeting people's eyes and smiling when it occurs to him, and bumping past people because he just doesn't give a shit. ]

Comments

[scinlae]

[ She laughs, the syllables sharp and a touch detached. ]

Do not speak so loudly, you may give it ideas.

[precede]

[ He rubs his chin in thought. ] It? Does this castle have legs?

[scinlae]

[ She is joking, thankfully. ] Not yet, but have you not heard? They say it is alive.

[precede]

I've heard it, doesn't mean I believe it.

Do you?

[scinlae]

The idea of ridiculous, buildings cannot be given life even with strongest of magic.

I believe there is a power behind this place that is very gifted in the ways of deceit.

[precede]

Fancy that. Let me know when you find the curtain so I can rip it apart.

[scinlae]

Pray you are quick enough, I do very much wish to burn it and the one behind it myself.

[precede]

Oh, I am quick. Finding things, on the other hand, isn't my forte.

[scinlae]

Leave that to me, then.

[precede]

Only if you're good at that sort of stuff.

[scinlae]

[ Again that edge appears. ] I always find what I want to destroy.

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Look what a pair we make.

[scinlae]

We are a pair now, are we? [ A short laugh. ] And we have only just met.

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[ He scoffs. ] Never heard of a time limit for such things.

[scinlae]

You will hear no complaints from me.

[precede]

You know where to find me when you find the thing that needs destroying.

[scinlae]

Until another time then.

[precede]

Till then, milady!

[ He places a hand over his heart and takes a few steps back before he would turn his back on her. ]