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Rebekah Mikaelson ([info]original_bitch) wrote in [info]mystichillslogs,
@ 2016-08-27 20:29:00

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Who: Bex and Marcel
What: A run-in
Where: The Grill
Status: In progress
Rating: TBD



Rebekah was bored. It was never a good thing, that. And so she'd decided to explore this town they'd found themselves in. And she'd gone through it all. The cemetery, the town square, the little shops, exploring the quaint small town streets until she found herself in front of the Grill. She was feeling a bit parched.

Moving in, she headed immediately for the bar, glancing around as she did. "Whiskey, on the rocks, and make it a double, love."



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[info]i_king
2016-09-05 01:22 am UTC (link)
Marcel was working behind the bar and he turn​ed​ around when he hear​d​ a​ very familiar voice as for a drink, even his heart picked up just a beat, but he calmed it quickly, grabbed the bottle, glass, turned to pour the ice in it, than looked at the woman who had stolen is heart many years ago. "I can made that drink for a love lady like yourself​.​ Rebekah."

​He sat the glass down, a poured her drink, "this one is on the house."​

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[info]original_bitch
2016-09-05 05:56 pm UTC (link)
She froze for a moment, staring at him for a very long moment before she managed to hide her feelings away behind a smug and superior exterior once more.

"Marcel Gerard." She'd thought him dead. Had watched her father torture him in his quest to remove his children from the face of the earth. And they'd fled New Orleans, watching it burn behind them. They hadn't even considered returning.

"What in the world are you doing here?"

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[info]i_king
2016-09-10 11:48 am UTC (link)
Maricel smirk at her as he aswer her question. "W​e​ll I own this place and I need to get out of New Orleans for a little bit​, ​Rebekah.​" He wasn't going to tell her why he was truly there, he was hiding one of the most pow​erful witches he's ever known, "So is​ this were you been staying at since you left New Orleans?" he ​asked as he poured himself a glass as well "Chee​rs​ to​ an​ old friend"​ Even if she was an old girlfriend who family left him for dead.

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[info]original_bitch
2016-09-10 03:58 pm UTC (link)
"Actually no." Her mouth set in a sneer as she tossed her own drink back. "We went to Chicago and then NIk shoved me in a coffin. For my own safety apparently." It was clear she didn't agree.

"And you? I thought you were dead." He was more resilient than she'd given him credit for.

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[info]i_king
2016-09-19 12:16 am UTC (link)
"Well after your father left town there was an power vacuum in the city's supernatural community, which allowed me to eventually rise to leader of the vampire faction thanks to your family teaching. And I took my time to build up our numbers by carefully turning humans into us. Which our number quickly accumulated more and more power over the other supernatural community. That I ultimately became the de facto "King" of New Orleans" he informed her before he sip of his drink.

"But I had to simply leave town to protect and young witch. As it trun out her own coven has an hatred toward her. So we end up here to give me sometime to think what to do next."

As he pour them both another glass of whiskey on the rocks "and you?"

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[info]original_bitch
2016-09-21 09:54 pm UTC (link)
"You're protecting a witch?" Though the more she thought about it, the more it made a certain amount of sense. There had been an emphasis on young, and Marcel always had had a soft spot for children. Humming softly, Rebekah sipped her drink, studying him a moment.

"As I said, NIk daggered me. And he seemed content enough to let me stay there for all eternity." Or at least until Mikael had been vanquished. It was the same thing. "Elijah is the one who struck a bargain with him. He gave Nik one ingredient to breaking the curse Esther laid upon him...Nik gave him us in return." And before Marcel could ask, she explained, "All of us. Myself, Kol, and Finn." All undaggered.

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[info]i_king
2016-10-02 01:31 am UTC (link)
Marcel was about to say yes I am protector of someone but stopped as he heard the rest of what she say. "And here I thought I picked a small town out of no where and I ended up with one that my family that I thought was dead is at." he down his drink. "So Rebekah where or any news on your Father?"

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[info]original_bitch
2016-10-03 04:07 pm UTC (link)
"You're asking the wrong person," she answered, tossing her own drink back. "I've only just been undaggered so I'm about as in the dark as you are. Perhaps you should ask Nik. It seems he kept a close enough eye on Mikael through the decades to at least attempt to convince me that daggering me had been for my own protection." Which she still didn't buy.

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