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Tweak says, "where's Ian?"

niklaus "klaus" mikaelson. (anditrustnoone) wrote in risingscenes,
@ 2013-02-16 19:30:00

Entry tags:

~alexandra udinov, ~klaus mikaelson

Who: Klaus and Alex
When: After their conversation on the network.
What: Meeting up. A "tour".
Where: Outside the apartments to start.
Rating: TBD
Status: Closed; Complete

This sudden turn of events was far from being in Klaus's game plan. But, really, being transferred to a place where their were zombies and men who did not know about Earth were hardly in anyone's game play, wouldn't you say? Regardless, Klaus had not survived for centuries without being a tad adaptable to random shifts in his very long life. Besides, he was a hybrid, part vampire, part werewolf, and pretty much invincible when it came to most human weaponry and even most supernatural things. Hence, he truly had no fear, not even of zombies and whatever else could be lingering in his strange, rather apocalyptic world. Though, it didn't mean he wanted to stay for any length of time. He had things to do at home, doppelgangers to make human, and blood to drain for his never ceasing desire for more hybrids. As much fun as this place appeared to be, as dangerous and deadly, he really had to be going. Hopefully, with the help of that "man-witch" or whatever, he very well could be out of here within a few days, weeks at the latest. Of course, he'd be bringing Miss. Gilbert with him and because she'd refuse to go without Caroline, he'd bring the blond as well though, it was hardly because Elena would insist on her friend's safety. Klaus had made it clear what his feelings for the young woman was before coming here, but he knew it was quite obvious, from the constant use and abuse of such affection. Still, he simply couldn't turn it off, could he?

Still, despite her warnings, Klaus had chosen to ignore Caroline tonight and venture out with the beautiful, ravishing, Alex. Though he had only spoken to her through the network, she appeared to have a good head on her shoulders and well, she was beautiful. Besides, during his stay here, he needed someone to help him. To be on his side. A fly on the wall so to speak and Alex could certainly fill the role easily. It was so hard to find anyone with any brains nowadays and well, her beauty was just an added bonus wasn't it? On top of that, it pissed off Caroline and he rather enjoyed her anger and frustration. It was cute. Truthfully, he had no feelings for this Alex, but that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun. And he never did anything without a reason. She could be useful.

Currently, the Original vampire lingered outside the apartment building. His shoulder propped against the brick wall. Eagerly, he watched the doorway, awaiting the arrival of the brunette and perhaps something more. He wasn't particularly hungry, but if he did become so, compulsion would clean up any mess he happen to make. "Come on darling. Don't leave me hanging," he purred, blue eyes focused on the door. He could hear heart beats inside the walls. One of them was surely hers. Perhaps the one beating ever faster as she descended the stairs? A small smirk played on his lips and he hurried forward, to catch the door just as she appeared.

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russiandoll
2013-02-17 02:38 pm UTC (link)

Alex probably should have been more wary of meeting up with someone she didn't know. But she figured that if he was any kind of threat, she could take him down. She was used to people underestimating her. Most of them took one look at her and thought she was some mousy little girl. That was definitely not the case. Alex was a lot tougher than most people, she had to be. That was how she had survived this long, and she'd continued to survive. And she was going to survive this too. So many people were dead here now, and it had to weigh heavily on the minds of everyone.

Alex hadn't known any of them, not really. She'd started to become friendly with Laurel so she was sorry she was gone now, but Alex had been kind of a loner. When she first got here she was dealing with going through withdrawal and that had been something she needed to do on her own. It had been horrible and she'd probably very nearly died several times. But Alex was strong, and she was a fighter, and once again she'd beaten her addiction...at least for now. She was sorry they'd lost so many people though, it didn't speak well for their chances. So many people that had been alive just days ago were gone now. It wasn't right or fair, but that was life and she'd been taught many years ago that life was not fair.

Alex was far from stupid and she knew well that people didn't always have the best intentions, she had learned that the hard way when she was just a child. So she was armed, just in case. She wanted to believe that this Klaus guy was alright but the blonde girl made him seem a bit like a stalker ex or something. It never hurt to be cautious. Alex would try to help him though, because Nikita would have. And even if she didn't have the same mission here, she needed to focus on something. She was determined to survive this. And to really survive, they'd have to work together.

She came down the steps, rather quickly, so her heart was pounding a bit. The drugs she'd been taking prior to her arrival had messed with her quite a bit. But she was sure it would fade. And just as she opened the door, there was Klaus. That was...slightly creepy, if nothing else.

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anditrustnoone
2013-02-17 04:15 pm UTC (link)

And he was right. The beautiful brunette appeared at the door just as his hand dropped to the door handle, fingers wrapping around it, and in one smooth, fluid motion he swung it open, allowing her easy, if not, gracious passage from the shabby apartment building they had no choice in, but to call home. Klaus had yet to check out his own quarters within the building. Since arriving, the hybrid had kept mostly to the outside world despite the ever present danger of the undead lurking around every corner. Plus, the air was putrid, heavy with the scent of rotting flesh and coppery blood. It was all impossible for him to block out with his duel, powerful and exceptional senses. He was sure it bothered Elena and Caroline so much more. While he was used to death, the heavy scent it carried, and the pollution, he knew Elena was a new vampire and her blood lust would take time to gain control over. It would simply bother the blond vampire because she was still very much human though she possessed exceptional control for someone under the influence of vampirism who was still so young.

Klaus offered the young woman his most charming, disarming smile and held out an elbow for her to take. Though times had obviously changed from those centuries of galentry and manly politeness, Klaus found women still could be easily wooed by invoking the exact same old-fashion pleasantries of the past. An offered elbow like he held out currently for Alex or a kiss to the knuckles, was surprising, shocking, and left modern women rather at a loss as to what to say or do in return. They were not use to men being sweet, kind, humbled by their presence. No, the females of today were used to men taking them for granted or simply grunting out a lude phrase or two to try and get in their pants. Klaus's approach was disarming, different, and while he might have had the same intentions, the way he went about it almost always ensured, even without the use of compulsion, that he would get the exact same result.

"Hello, love", he greeted softly and moved, slipping her hand easily into the dip in his elbow, wrapping her slender, fingers around the muscle concealed beneath the cloth. "How are you tonight, darling? I know it is rather a sad, tragic place for a birthday. If we were at home, I'd be inclined to throw you something more...fun. Beautiful. More worthy of such a happy, coming of age," he continued with a small smile. "Perhaps when we return, you will allow me to do you such an honor. I promise it would be no bother..." Despite her claimed shooting skills, the Original kept her close, but not tightly. If she wished to pull away, she could and he would not make her stay, but he hoped she truly didn't. For some, it took longer to sweep off their feet, but they fell eventually. Always.