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Katherine Pierce believes her own lies. (believesownlies) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2013-09-26 07:35:00

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hal yorke, katherine pierce

Katherine & Hal
Talking and things!
Wednesday evening, September 25, 2013; House of Lust
PG13 (some dark themes and a little blackmail; will update if needed)/Complete

She didn't know what was going on, but she knew it was serious.

Katherine had seen Hal's note to her almost immediately and had responded just as quickly. Even over the computer screen, she could hear the sheer urgency in his tone. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew it was serious, so when he said he needed to meet with her, she wasted no time and immediately agreed.

There were so many things going on lately that she could hardly keep up with it all. Death's request for not one but two of their own to trade places with Him seemed to be a thing of the distant past, so long ago now that it couldn't quite hold a candle to everything else in it's wake. Lucifer's threats, his little gifts to people, they had everyone on edge. Those already on the receiving end rattled by their personal mementos, haunted by things from their pasts or their futures not yet lived. The rest, fearful of what may come for them. And there was Henry, that boy, in every right her best friend's son, so full of goodness and light, all of it stolen away by the demon that had overtaken him. Only a few days, but God, so much damage. She didn't want to think of just how wrecked he would be coming out of the other side of this. But at least he was home now. Safe, with Emma, where he belonged.

But right now, none of that was where Katherine's focus stood. Instead, it was on Hal and what could possibly have been this important. There were hundreds of possibilities, but she couldn't begin to guess which one was correct.

There was a knock at the door.

"And there's the answer," she muttered to herself, pushing her way towards the front of the house to open the door. "What's going on?" she asked immediately, giving him no time to small talk, a look of concern on her face.

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needstheroutine
2013-09-25 08:05 pm UTC (link)

Hel did not look particularly well when Katherine opened the door to him. Oh he wasn't shaking yet or anything but it had already been a few hours since the vial. And it was such a small thing, such a simple little sample of blood and it had been enough to shake things. He could feel it now, his control and his focus slipping from him. He wasn't Harry. He knew that much. But god...if he was forced to do without. He knew it wouldn't be long. But that of course was why he was here.

Oddly, Katherine Pierce brought it out in him, that other him. Alex's jealousy of Katherine had had some basis in fact. Oh he could never love her, Alex had his heart so completely, but Lord Harry found her fascinating. Exactly the kind of woman he had so much fun breaking. Like Mary, like Catherine the werewolf leader, like so many in his past. Spirited woman, simpering fools, he'd had them all, but the ones that endured...

"Its a hell of a thing...control. Needing it, keeping it." he began, noting several mistakes in the room, little things out of place, picture frame a few inches askew. Things that he supposed normal people didn't think about. And immediately he moved past her and started trying to create order.

Order was focus.

"Blood Katherine. Most specifically yours. You see it hasn't worked, the abstinence. But what does, what most definitely does work is taking a little. Just enough to get by, just now and again. I've discovered it keeps him at bay you see. Keeps him locked down, sated, so that he may not threaten me. And I think very much that you should be the one to aid me in this endevour. Who better? Besides you owe me don't you?"

Human now, Hal could almost taste the blood, sense it, smell it. He could see the veins he'd want.

He sighed, leaning finally against the back of a sofa. "Its the only way."

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believesownlies
2013-09-25 08:40 pm UTC (link)

Her eyes widened slightly as she took in his appearance. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but he definitely didn't look quite...right. But what was different? She wasn't sure. He was shaken. But from what? She had so many questions, but she supposed they would just have to wait until he was ready to answer her initial question. One thing at a time, she reminded herself. That was all she had to do, take this all one step at a time.

She stepped back as he stepped inside, shutting the door behind him, turning to watch him as he spoke. "Control is hard." she agreed with a slight nod, staring at him curiously as he went about fixing a picture frame. Hal and his order. In a way, she missed it. She missed living with the three of them. But she didn't have a place in their house now. She was liability now.

Her head cocked slightly to the side as he went on. "No," she shook her head, "Hal, you've been fine. Maybe you've had some stumbles, but you've picked back up and you've worked through it. You don't need it," she knew reasoning with him right now, in a state like this, it would be a challenge. Especially with her. Why had he come to her of all people? Why not Mitchell? Alex? Someone more likely to keep him grounded?

"You've told me before...that you might try to bargain like his, Hal. And you told me no matter how much you beg and plead and threaten, not to let it happen." Of course, that had been a different time. A time when she could have stood a chance of holding her own against him. She didn't have that on her side now. "Owe you? Maybe. But not this, Hal." she shook her head again. "Not this."