Kol Mikaelson kills for sport. (itchtokill) wrote in nemetonlog, @ 2014-03-08 01:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | kol mikaelson, malia tate |
Kol & Malia; Opportunity & making a pet promise to a bummed teenage girl.
[Backdated] Thursday evening, March 6, 2014; The woods!
TBD; In progress
"Do you know your way around? I think I sort of got myself lost."
Kol hadn't done much since he had arrived in this place, but he decided a little exploring wouldn't be such a bad idea. He found his way to the woods, wandering a bit aimlessly. Though he had rather quickly adapted to the technology available in this century, there was always going to be a part of him that simply preferred nature at times. It came with being over a thousand years old, he supposed. Some sort of lingering feeling of longing for the times when things were so...simple. He'd grown accustomed to the lavish lifestyle, though. As a Mikaelson, he'd had anything and everything he had ever wanted or needed at his fingertips, they were always a family of class. But sometimes, he still wished for the simpler times.
As it were, there was no turning back the hands of time and as he seemed stuck in this town, he deemed it time to look around. However, as he wound his way through the endless sea of trees, he heard something. Footsteps. And a heartbeat. An opportunity to meet someone new was something Kol would aways jump on. So, he followed the sound of the heartbeat and found his way to a little clearing where a young girl stood. Jesus, this place was bloody full of teenagers.
"Uh, do you...know your way around? I think I sort of got myself lost." It was a ploy, something to break the ice and start a conversation. Kol had a rather good sense of direction, actually, and was observant enough he could usually find his way around. But she didn't have to know that.