InsaneJournal

Just when Marcel thought his life couldn't get any worse he had been pulled away from his grief only to wind up here. On top of everything else Davina was here, but he wasn't sure how. He had seen her die....and his heart had broke. But when he had wound up here and saw her it was like his whole body went numb. So, now he was torn between going home and actually wanting to stay here. At least here he would have a chance to make things right with Davina. She was the first person he had truly cared about in decades and he wanted it to be like that again. He wasn't sure how he would get there, but at least he had that chance now. But first he needed some time to wrap his head around this place. Of course he wouldn't take long. He just needed one night to wrap his mind around it all, and then he would be fine....he hoped.

So, he made his way down into the lobby to have a look around. He already knew what he was looking for, but since he wasn't sure where it was he would have to look around. Soon enough he made his way through the entire lobby and he had finally spotted the bar. So, he made his way over and took the first free stool he found. Once the bartender was free he ordered himself a glass of scotch and then he leaned forward to wait.

He wasn't sure who else from his world was here, but he was sure he would find out soon enough. He knew of Klaus and Davina and for the moment that was it. In the back of his mind he was hoping that Rebekah would be there as well, because she was someone he had a lot to make up to as well. He knew now that he had made a mistake to let her go the second time. She meant a lot to him and promised himself he ever got that third chance he wouldn't ruin it again.