Post by Mikael Mikaelson on Oct 5, 2014 9:20:03 GMT -6
Mikael had been trapped in the attic for a few days now. To say he was pissed off was an understatement. This little witch had a hold on him that he couldn't break. He had been over ways to attempt to break through it but with little to no experience on witchcraft he didn't know where to start.
The door was open, and the witch had gone out for a time so he had another chance to have a look around, seeing if there were any books or herbs etc that could help him in his cause.
Stepping up to the door he hovered his hand at the threshold, one little touch seemed to electrify him and his hand rebounded off of the spell that lingered there. He growled, pulling his arm back before thrusting it back at the forcefield Davina had placed there.
Sighing, he retreated, hearing the tiny footsteps of the witch who he assumed was back to torment him some more. He felt violated and not to mention very angry at being used in this way by a little girl who's neck he could snap within seconds if he could get close enough. He turned away from the door and went towards the window, looking out at the sun as it gleamed through the glass. "What a wonderful day it is out there. Such a shame I can't be released for a few hours to embrace it properly." he said sarcastically as the witch entered. A small grimace showed but his gaze was out of the window. All he could think about was killing the witch to get free and then going after Klaus again.
The door was open, and the witch had gone out for a time so he had another chance to have a look around, seeing if there were any books or herbs etc that could help him in his cause.
Stepping up to the door he hovered his hand at the threshold, one little touch seemed to electrify him and his hand rebounded off of the spell that lingered there. He growled, pulling his arm back before thrusting it back at the forcefield Davina had placed there.
Sighing, he retreated, hearing the tiny footsteps of the witch who he assumed was back to torment him some more. He felt violated and not to mention very angry at being used in this way by a little girl who's neck he could snap within seconds if he could get close enough. He turned away from the door and went towards the window, looking out at the sun as it gleamed through the glass. "What a wonderful day it is out there. Such a shame I can't be released for a few hours to embrace it properly." he said sarcastically as the witch entered. A small grimace showed but his gaze was out of the window. All he could think about was killing the witch to get free and then going after Klaus again.
