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Caroline Forbes (agelessbeauty) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2013-12-04 15:13:00

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caroline forbes, niklaus mikaelson

WHO: Caroline and Klaus
WHAT: annoyance led to walking out and following after
WHEN: Today. Right after Care told Klaus she was going out.
WHERE: Rome
WARNINGS: TBD

There were a lot of reasons for her anger, and truly, the conversation she’d had with Klaus and read him having with Rebekah was only the tip of the iceberg. Instead of yelling at him, of saying something she was pretty sure she would regret not long after saying it, she’d decided to get out, to just go for a walk and put some distance between them. Maybe it wasn’t her best idea considering she didn’t know the city and also because Klaus wasn’t exactly the best at deciphering others feelings and was no doubt confused as to why she had left. A small part of Caroline felt bad about that, but she was too annoyed to truly care much about his own precarious emotions. Instead she was trying to get a handle on her own because when she didn’t have control of her emotions or when she let them run away from her bad things tended to happen. Out of control bitey things and she didn’t want to do that.

So she walked, not really caring where she was headed, and unfortunately not taking in the sights either. Which she’d kick herself for later considering all she was passing by as she wandered. Eventually she ended up at the Colosseum, easily compelling her way inside--which earlier in the year would have given her pause but now seemed second nature to do. And that was part of the problem, wasn’t it?

She walked past the Gladiators that seemed to always be around, posing for photo ops, and sat down next to some other tourists on one of the stone slabs everyone seemed to be using for seating.

Caroline looked out at the other tourists roaming around, watching them take photographs, pointing out different parts of the walls. Families, couples, groups of friends and colleagues all enjoying the December day and her gaze traveled with one couple in particular. Their hair colors reminding her of Rebekah and Stefan and so she watched them walk hand in hand, looking like a young couple in love, and wasn’t this how her two friends should be right then? Enjoying their rather impulsive decision, but still enjoying their time together.

But nooooo. That just wasn’t allowed.

Caroline glared at nothing in particular, trying not to scowl as she leaned back against the stone slab, renewing her effort to curb her annoyance. She felt like she was being watched though and that really wasn’t helping her effort at control. Even if she had a pretty good idea who was watching her so intently.

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agelessbeauty
2013-12-13 02:09 am UTC (link)

“For that shoe comment I’m now making you buy me the dress. No compulsion allowed!” she teased, lacing their fingers together as she tugged him away from the monument. “And maybe you only have a thousand years to however long the Romans have been around, but I’d say you did pretty good about making your own legend. At least back in our world.” The amount of vampires and other supernatural creatures who quaked in fear at his name was kind of crazy. But there was no denying that Klaus was that boogeyman. He just happened to have sides to him that weren’t feared monster as well.

“You’ve also got the whole holding onto pride thing too.” Which was not always a good thing in her own opinion, but she understood it. “And if we’re going to leave our morals at the door...just...promise me that you won’t let me kill anyone.” Because she had a feeling this evening would involve drinking from the vein and it thrilled her to think about doing that, but she didn’t want to hurt anyone. Definitely didn’t want to kill anyone.

If he could help her stop if she went too far then she’d attempt it. She did have pretty amazing control, but it was still something she worried about because Caroline couldn’t deny that her first kill had been a high she couldn’t quite replicate.

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humanitytorn
2013-12-13 11:26 am UTC (link)

Klaus allowed her to walk him away from the structure but turned them slightly so they were walking toward the Forum.

"I won't let you kill. I may not care, I may have a thousand years of not caring but you, your humanity means too much to you. That said I think you need to learn to hone your control. You're not Stefan. Or the English and Irish pair. One sip will not make you a monster. I assure you love, you can give in all you like and I'll be there to stop you going too far. Much as I'm not spending money on a dress I can just compel out of someone."

Pride though, oh pride was why he'd wanted to show her where they were now. The Roman Forum. The site of so much history. The temples to the various gods, the various important buildings of the day, and then the remains of the Senate. And as they finally reached it, the place he found he understood most. Because yes, he had made his own legend, and he couldn't help but feel flattered by the fact she understood that even if she didn't agree with the methods he'd used to get there. And there was another man like that. One he'd always been facinated by.

"Julius Ceaser, heard of him?" he asked, curious as to just how much the American school system taught of ancient history. "He was an unparallelled leader, feared by his enemies, he shaped the world to what it should be, made this great city unequaled. And died before he could see his great work fulfilled, betrayed you see, by those closest to him. The Ides of March they called it. And he was warned, warned not to go to the senate on that day, but his vanity, it led him here all the same."

Klaus glanced around at the other tourists before helping Caroline step onto the slightly raised stone, all that was left of the Roman Senate building. "There's still a sense of it in this place, of what this city has seen, of the people, the genius minds that stood in this place, numerous emperors, senators, generals, Mark Antony you'll have heard of him I presume." Love had made Mark Antony weak. Love for an Egyptian Queen had destroyed him. He wasn't going to mention that of course, not here, that wouldn't happen with them.

But this of course was where it had all been so right for him. "He revenged them you see, those that had betrayed, murdered his friend, his leader." He leaned in closer to her, "Thou art the ruins of the noblest man that ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy. Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue. A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife shall cumber all the parts of Italy; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar that mothers shall but smile when they behold their infants quarter'd with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds: And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge with Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice, Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial."

He repeated the words almost reverently.

"Shakespeare, mostly a hack but I should think he got that part close enough. They all died, the traitors, to a man." He wasn't sure why he was comparing himself to Ceaser here, of all places here. But he thought it anyone would find meaning in what he'd said it would be her

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agelessbeauty
2013-12-13 05:45 pm UTC (link)

She couldn’t help that her knees felt like jelly when he started quoting Shakespeare in that damn accent of his. Did he have any clue just how hot he was when he did that? How much she wanted to jump him then and there and to hell with who might see her try to ravish him? Except, Caroline wasn’t about to do that with the sea of people around them, tourists and natives enjoying a day of sightseeing.

“Pride led to his downfall,” Caroline replied, taking Klaus’ hands again and lacing their fingers together. “He believed he was indestructible but he wasn’t in the way he believed at least. Though, joke was kind of on those who betrayed him because his name lived on, even more so than Mark Antony’s--though who doesn’t know about his and Cleopatra’s story, come on--so Caesar kind of got the last laugh. They might have killed him, but he was a legend who was greater than any man.”

But she understood, or at least she thought she did. Those who had betrayed Caesar were killed just as those who tried to betray Klaus met untimely ends. Or endured torturous lives full of running in fear. She wasn’t all that surprised that he’d liken himself to Caesar. Klaus was his own kind of legend back home, had been for more years than she was able to comprehend and there was little doubt in her mind that he would continue to be so for many more centuries to come.

She peered closely at him, pursing her lips as she regarded him. “Which, I love you, Klaus, but don’t go getting yourself killed just so your legend lives on. I swear I will bring you back from the grave just to kill you myself then. And your siblings would so help me.”

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