Davina Claire (witchypowers) wrote in saveatlantisic, @ 2017-08-14 10:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, *linda, *maxi, davina claire, rebekah mikaelson |
26 JULY | DAVINA & REBEKAH
26 JULY
davina claire + rebekah mikaelson
doc | talk of death/violence
missing kol
complete
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Kol was gone, again. This was what? The third time he'd vanished now? Davina was trying to tell herself that she was used to it now, that it didn't matter, that if he was gone so be it. That was the way that it was and she didn't get to have him in her life anymore. It just sucked. Davina found herself sitting outside at Atlantis Beach with her legs hanging off the dock there. It wasn't somewhere like home, but it was the best she could do for the moment. At least it was kind of quiet, after all, it was around 10pm. The last thing she was expecting was for anyone to come find her, okay if someone did, it would probably be Marcel. Rebekah was not on her list of people she had expected to see. "Trying to find somewhere quiet too?" Davina asked when she caught sight of Kol's sister. Of all the people Rebekah loved getting to reconnect with most here, it was Kol. They had been through so much before they were forced to never see each other back in her time that the moment she got the chance, she wanted to make things better. And she had. Atlantis had a bit of help in the matter by sticking them together as roommates but it was their bonding moments over drinks that allowed them to clear the air between them and grow a little closer. She needed that. They both did. Especially with the way Kol thought of the rest of their family. And in a flash that was gone. Kol was gone. And whether Freya was there or not, Rebekah felt empty again. Empty enough to make her think of someone else other than herself. She knew exactly what Davina had to be going through. Forever the one to believe that the girls should stick together it wasn’t long before Rebekah went in search for the young witch. Slowly her pace on the dock, Rebekah’s lips barely twitched up into a small smile. “I was actually coming to find you.” She replied softly, stopping just a ways from her and taking a seat beside her. “I know what you must be going through with Kol gone.” A skeptical look greeted Rebekah at her comment. Davina wasn't sure she fully believed it, and if she was looking for her, it probably meant someone needed something from her. That was the only time the other Mikaelson's wanted anything to do with her. When they needed something, needed a powerful witch that wasn't just Freya, or a harvest girl, or whatever. Davina looked away shaking her head. She looked out over the water not wanting to admit how much pain she was in, how badly this all hurt her. "Yeah, well it's not the first time," Davina said bitterly. "Actually, this would be the third time he's vanished." The pain was evident in her voice. "How knows if he'll come back this time, but this place does seem to keep bringing people back and sending them away, doubt he'll remember being here either if he comes back that is." She didn’t blame the girl for the way she looked at her. Truth be told she wasn’t sure what Davina remembered from back home but it sure as hell wasn’t anything to miss or be extremely happy about. Especially when it came to her family. Even Kol had expressed his displeasure in the part they played in Davina’s death. But that was certainly a door she didn’t want to open just yet. But if Davina felt like Rebekah was coming to her because she needed something, she was dead wrong. Resting her hands on the wood, she gripped the edge of the dock and slowly kicked her feet back and forth. It was strange to be sitting there so normally. When was the last time she was able to get a taste of normal without having to look over her shoulder. She swore it had been ages. Davina’s admission brought her blue gaze back to her and she frowned. “Three times?” She knew about Kol being there before but she hadn’t pulled all the details out of her brother before he vanished. “You and I both know that when he returns there’s nothing that’ll stop him from remembering you.” Davina had been the one who made Kol feel alive. Who made him believe in love. Who gave him a purpose that didn’t be evolve around destruction. “He might not remember Atlantis but you can remind him of it all.” Davina kept her eyes out on the water. It was safer that way, the last thing she wanted was to show Rebekah any kind of weakness. That could be dangerous. She nodded at her question but didn't say anything for a little while. "Yeah, he showed up when I did the first time in November, he was here about a month and left, and then came back and remembered stuff about here, and then in March he vanished and came back as a witch and didn't remember anything," Davina spoke with a small shrug. She was trying to hide how much this all hurt her. Looking back at Rebekah she narrowed her eyes slightly. "That's the thing. He might come back from a time before he met me before your family came to New Orleans, or I guess before you came back to New Orleans." Looking down she sighed, "For all we know, he could come back from before your family turned into vampires to start with." It wouldn’t hurt for Rebekah to see the hurt in Davina’s eyes. She had been there. God, she had been there. Recently in fact. Fate had some fucked up way of screwing with her life and as always it was out of her control. Perhaps things were meant to be that way for their family. They were granted a taste of happiness just to have it torn away after the first bite. If Davina was smart she would have ran fast in the other direction. A soft sigh fell from her lips. It had to be extremely frustrating to never know what you were going to get from one moment to the next. “I’m sorry.” She finally spoke, “I know that couldn’t have been easy for you.” Rebekah paused at that thought. She had spent a good portion of her time here in Atlantis catching Kol up to speed. She was right, and what would happen if he came from a much darker time? “I bloody hope not.” She shook her head. “Things weren’t easy back in my time for us either..any of us. I just got him back too, so I know what it’s like to hurt all over again.” A huge part of Davina wanted to believe Rebekah, wanted to share the pain, talk about it and do all that other stuff people apparently did when they weren't witches of New Orleans, but Davina didn't feel like she could. "Right, because you allowing Klaus to dagger your siblings..." She let it drag off. "You know what? It doesn't matter, none of it matters. You all fight for your family and nothing else, and honestly? Kol has never fully been treated like one of your so important always and forever." She snapped. "Wherever Kol comes from, if he shows up again, I really hope you consider him just as important as you do Klaus and Elijah." Rebekah knew where the anger and frustration was coming from on Davina’s part but just as she was angry, so was Rebekah. Sure, Freya was there. But she never felt like she was close to her sister. Not in the way she and her brothers were and Marcel? He didn’t even remember their time. The Mystic Falls gang couldn’t care if she lived or died, she was honestly alone here. And that’s what brought out the bratty side of her. Her hurt and her guilt. It was all there. She gripped the edge of the dock just a little tighter in order to try and curb her frustration some and she stared ahead at the water for a long moment. “Your mistake is thinking any of us let Nik do anything. You know him. You know what he’s capable of. His temper always got the better of him and us. I was put down countless times. We all were.” Not that it made up for anything. Every time Kol acted out it was to gain his family’s attention and while she felt sorry that Kol didn’t get the relationship he wanted from their brothers, it wasn’t the same with them. “Perhaps you’re right.” She finally admitted. “I haven’t been the best sister. Then again we’ve never had enough time to make things better before something else got in the way.” "Seriously? I get it, Klaus is the big bad that no one can control and he will do whatever the hell he wants, but everyone is so worried about what he might or might not do next that you all forget to connect outside of him. Without Klaus, do you actually think you'd have your precious Always and Forever because as far as I can tell it only counts for you, Klaus and Elijah." Davina snapped back at her. Yeah, a lot of it had to do with her own pain and her own anger at the moment. "You know, maybe you never had the time, or well, Kol wasn't active enough of the time for you to be the kind of sister you are to Klaus and Elijah for him, but none of you really had magic, understood magic like Kol did," Davina said. "Maybe you just didn't take the time to be there for him as well because he was too different." Maybe Davina wasn’t wrong. She had a point. Everyone seemed to be stuck watching over Klaus and what he might do, and when it came down to it they were always there backing him. Defending him for his wrong doings. Didn’t matter the reasons behind it or if he was just being cruel. But no one ever said that the Mikaelsons weren’t complicated. Look at how they were raised and what life they had all lived. If anyone else lived it they’d be fucked up to. “I love my brother.” She started as her icy blue eyes locked on Davina. “And it’s clear that you do as well, but don’t you dare sit there and condemn me for my past when Kol’s past is just as ugly. We are a lot of things but let’s be clear none of us are innocent. Yes, you’ve seen another side of my brother that hasn’t been unleashed before but that doesn’t mean a damn thing. Kol has shown you a softer side of himself and probably even rambled on about how horrible we are as a family but he’s done his share against us. None of it justifies anything on either part.” She shrugged her shoulders and sighs. “You’re hurting and you want to lash out, that’s fine.” Rolling her eyes as she looked away, she didn’t care what threats Rebekah decided to throw at her or tell her she could or couldn’t do. “You seriously think I don’t know about his darker past? Or the fact that all of you have done horrific things?” Davina was well aware of just what the Mikaelson siblings were like. “But don’t you dare sit there and pretend you’ve treated Kol the same, or been there for him the same way you have for Klaus. And seeing as how many times your family has used me, or tried to use me, I’m pretty well aware of how you like to do horrible things to each other.” She said throwing her own words back at her. “That’s just a fact, and if you can’t figure that out, that’s your problem, that’s not mine.” Davina decided to ignore the comment about her “I think you’re well aware of how we are,” she confirmed with a knowing look in Davina’s direction. “But I also know you’re completely biased when it comes to my brother.” Not that Rebekah could really blame her. Rebekah knew very well how it was to get involved and look past all the bad in someone. “Do you want me to apologize for all the wrong doings my family has done?” Rebekah finally asked, “I can’t. I won’t. My family might be cruel and heartless and vengeful but we do what we have to in order to survive. Kol included. Lets not forget that I stood in my witchy body just to try and search for a way to bring him back. It didn’t happen that way but it doesn’t matter. He had you.” She shook her head. “I can’t change our past or how things are with my family. None of us can. But what we’ve had to endure recently? It’s brought a lot into the light for us.” "That's just it if it's right for you, and if you get to 'survive' or 'be on top' that's all that matters the rest of it? Anyone else? They're just things." Davina argued, even though she knew Rebekah would never get it, and she also knew Rebekah would keep throwing the fact that she put Kol first. "It's like you don't even notice, or realize that anyone else in the world matters, it's just you and your family and damn everyone else, and I'm not saying Kol hasn't fallen into the trap, and I'm definitely not saying he's perfect or anything like that, I'm saying that your whole family has this concept that you're the only ones that matter and damn everyone else, Elijah would have killed Marcel, I can't count how many times I've been on the chopping block, and the only reason I matter is because of Kol, and well, Cami always liked me so Klaus wouldn't have wanted to upset her by killing me, but even Cami is gone." Davina didn't say anything else on that, and she just looked away. She just really missed Cami. "Well, maybe here you can see that there is a hell of a lot more in the world than just the Mikaelson family." Rebekah could try to justify things until she was literally blue in the face but the fact was her family had done horrible things to countless people and whether they were right or wrong, it was done. And they couldn’t be take it back. Hell, half the things they probably wouldn’t even want to take back. And maybe Davina was right. Her family always came first. Even till they were forced to never see each other again. Nothing else mattered because they were all they had. They were all they could depend on. Who else would look after them or take care of them. Or be there when the bloody world ended? “There’s always going to be more in the world than just the Mikaelson family but what you don’t understand is that when the world crumbles our family is all we have. All I have. Yes, we’re horrible. Yes, we’ve done a million terrible things. But tell me, would you do any different for the people you care about?” She shrugged gently. “You’re hurting. You’re not the only one. I’m here if you want to talk about it.” She told her giving her a look. “But if condemning me for my parts in my family’s horrible antics makes you feel better that’s alright too.” Davina looked over at her. "I'd like to think I would, but then again I haven't lived nearly as long." She did like to think she wouldn't be as horrible, but Davina had done her share of horrible things, then again she never really had good role models. In fact, her role models were a father that left, a mother that was happy to sacrifice her, and an adoptive vampire that was raised by the Mikaelsons, yeah, Davina didn't exactly have good role models. There had been Cami, but she was dead and not here. For some reason, Rebekah being too friendly was irritating Davina even more, maybe because she just wanted to be alone in her pain, or whatever it was, she was just angry and sick and tired of dealing with Kol coming and going and coming and going and never remembering being here in the first place. "Thanks, but I think I'll go find Marcel," She said starting to stand. “Wouldn’t we all.” Rebekah sure as hell never expected her life to turn out how it had. Things could and should have been a lot different, but they couldn’t chose how things worked out. They were all just pieces to a game that was already being played. The fact that Davina was likely just as stubborn as she naturally was made Rebekah smile some. She still didn’t trust her and Rebekah honestly couldn’t blame her. Maybe one day they would get past all the mess her family had created. Something told her not to hold her breath though. Watching as she rose to leave Rebekah nodded her head. The mention of Marcel made her stiffen if only for a moment and she glanced back to the water. “Right then. “ She sighed softly. There was a whole other story she had to work out with Marcel and that put her on edge. “If you need anything..” she still offered regardless of how their conversation had gone tonight. “Us girls need to stick together.” Davina paused for just a second turning her hand offering a small wave before she continued away from Rebekah, she was still angry, still upset and still really annoyed at everything. "See ya," Davina called over her shoulder a few steps later and disappeared into the night. |