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Post by Davina Claire on Dec 8, 2014 22:24:16 GMT -6
Davina frowned as Kaleb got a look on his face that suggested, to her, that she was an idiot and he was beginning to lose patience with her. As much as she didn't want to trust Kaleb, as much as she reminded herself that she couldn't trust him, she had to in order for this new magic to work.
As he explained the purpose of the diamond, Davina nodded as a signal she understood what he was telling her. It made sense really, a diamond being used to focus the energy of magic. She wondered why more witches, herself included, never thought of it before. Being one of the hardest substances found in nature, a diamond was one of the few things that would be able to withstand the powerful energy that was required in difficult spells.
Davina was so focused on Kaleb's words that she barely noticed his hand softly making its way up her arm; although the simple action caused a slight shiver to course up her spine. Frowning slightly, she placed her hand in his partly to stop the shivers. She had no idea why she felt so drawn to the witch standing before her. She had been around handsome men most of her life but this particular one had an effect that unnerved her.
Post by Kol Mikaelson on Dec 9, 2014 17:25:39 GMT -6
It was decided he really would rather be making out with Davina right now which was weird since normally he had amazing focus but that was never the case when it came to one Davina Claire. He could feel his magic and her own flowing through the diamond and then into the other conducting the magic that few objects on earth could contain without exploding.
"Alright love, follow my lead." He began to chant channeling the magic of them both through the diamond and into the rope. It was not a spell for amateurs and one he was sure his mother would be surprised that he could preform. Finn might be new to his magic and be an idiot in the of spells but Kol was not even if he played at it for his Mum's sake.
His hand moved farther up her arm as she began to chant with him magic sizzling in the air and becoming a nearly tangible thing. Magic had never been this strong when it had been Mary-Alice and her friend and he had the feeling if he tried to do this spell with someone else it would never react this magnitude. There was something about Davina and the connection she refused to acknowledge but after this there truly would be no denying it.
The rope began to burn in his hand as the magic of them both ran through it changing the simple piece of everyday rope into something remarkable. Every fairy tale came from something and the portion of Rumpelstiltskin with the straw to gold was based on true magic. His magic, it had been a tale that was passed down for centuries but had come original from the vikings the tale changing over the years. It was one of the few actions in his human life that had withstood the test of time and yet none would know it was ever him.
Post by Davina Claire on Dec 14, 2014 11:38:39 GMT -6
Davina nodded and closed her eyes, feeling their magic begin to converge and fill the room around them. Yes she and Kaleb had a connection, a chemistry that could not be denied but she wasn't about to admit it.
Glancing down at the rope as it caught on fire, Davina looked up at Kaleb. The shivers returned up her spine only this time she didn't pull away from him. Why did he pull her in time and time again? Familiar feelings began to snake their way back inside her and she felt herself beginning to gravitate towards him once again, wanting nothing more than to feel his lips on hers again.
The fire from the rope began to lick at her fingertips and Davina looked down at her hand as she suddenly dropped it. The moment was gone, the remnants of the magic fizzling. Bending down, she looked at what had once been the rope they were holding.
"We changed it."
The rope had turned to just that into delicate silver bracelet. Looking up at Kaleb all she could do was smile in her excitement.
Post by Kol Mikaelson on Dec 14, 2014 20:21:13 GMT -6
Kol's eyes hadn't left Davina since he'd started the spell which seemed to give strength to their connection since she was rather captivating. What was it about Claire women that pulled him in? Mary-Alice didn't have as much attitude or fire as Davina and it was her 'devil may care' attitude that turned him on.
She looked at the rope before up at him and he knew she could feel it. His hand which had been moving up her arm was moving behind her elbow and towards her lower back. The rope was beginning to heat up as the magic flowed through trying to bend to their well but nature fighing against it slightly as the rope tried to maintian it's lowly state.
Kol wasn't sure which was of them was moving though maybe both as he tried to pull her forward against him. Rope caught fire and it slowly began to climb until it licked their fingertips and they both released it allowed the newly changed rope to fall to the ground with a metal 'tink' sound. There was excitement and wonder in Davina's voice and it caused a smile to grow on his face.
"Did you doubt that we could love?"
Leaning down he picked up the silver rope of a bracelet. "Hold out your arm." She seemed to give him a questioning look before doing what he asked. Winding the bracelet around her wrist he snapped it in place. "The spell of a dagger would just be this on a larger scale." But given how easily the rope had been changed he had faith since that was more than Mary-Alice had been able to do.
Post by Davina Claire on Dec 14, 2014 20:56:28 GMT -6
Davina looked at the bracelet on her wrist, lightly tracing its path around her wrist. She had never received a gift from a guy before, well at least one that she was interested in. Marcel and Klaus had given her gifts but both were given in an effort to use her. Kaleb gave this one as a way of making up for breaking the spell on the bracelet that bound Mikael to her. As she thought of those events she realized how far away they seemed, even though it had only been a short while in reality. They had been through so much together and he had stood beside her every step of the way. Even Kaleb's breaking of her spell had been done in an effort to protect her. Looking back up to Kaleb, Davina smiled before standing and walking over towards the couch in a corner of the...what should she call this place....laboratory she guessed was a close enough word.
The moment that had Kaleb and Davina transfixed on one another had passed, much to her disappointment and slight relief. She knew she could trust Kaleb now. He had multiple times to steal the white oak stake from her and simply leave but he hadn't. In fact he had been doing all he could to prove that she could trust him and that he wasn't merely interested in her for the stake. She knew he needed her but she needed him just as much, if she were completely honest with herself. They both wanted the same thing after all, a way to rid themselves of Klaus' tyranny and now they could do it in a way that kept Marcel and Josh safe.
"That spell wiped me out. I should be heading back soon."
As much as she knew she should leave, Davina was reluctant to do so. Marcel would be furious that she had lied to him about Kaleb so she wasn't in a huge rush to deal with that but she also didn't want to be apart from Kaleb. Their connection, their chemistry was undeniable to either of them now. Their magic had proven that much was true. There was something about Kaleb that made her feel free, free to be herself and not feel like she had to hide her true self and feelings from him like she did from the rest of the world. Kaleb had become her soft place to fall.
Post by Kol Mikaelson on Dec 16, 2014 22:01:07 GMT -6
Kol watched as Davina admired the bracelet that they had made together. She was probably the only person alive who trusted him despite the reasons he'd given her not to. In the same turn he had proven his devotion to her time and time again so it seemed as if they ought to even out at this point. There was such surprise on her face and having been given a gift and it was then he remembered her reaction to the first charmed bracelet he'd given her. Kol had never been one to give gifts or tokens but with Davina the fact that he knew no one had before without wanting something in return made it feel like something special.
Though Davina still wouldn't call him by his actual name which sadened him slightly because she knew who he truly was and yet decided to call him by a name which was not his own. Yes he had introduced himself a Kaleb but he was Kol Mikaelson though given everything that was happening maybe it was best to keep as much distance from himself and the rest of the Mikaelson family. Davina was his ticket to a Nik free life and he was hers but that wasn't what kept them together, not anymore. They remained with one another due to the connection they felt both felt which bound them together, even without her help with magic there was something that drew them together.
"It is rather draining especially the first time darlin' which is why no one witch can cast it."
Shifting slightly he gave her a rare true smile, "If you want to rest here I won't stop you." That and he really wasn't ready to send her on her way just yet. He found himself enjoying their time together more and more especially now that she'd put her trust in him despite how she wouldn't admit how he knew she felt about him. "I can take you back to the church if you fall asleep." The tomb was somewhat creepy but there was a good couch within given how many hours had been spent there.
Post by Davina Claire on Dec 16, 2014 22:14:45 GMT -6
Davina smiled at Kaleb as he told her she didn't have to leave, that he'd bring her back to the attic if she fell asleep. She knew he didn't particularly want her to leave either, from the look in his eyes and that fact made her smile inwardly. She briefly wondered how such a good guy could have possibly come from the Mikaelson family. Even Rebekah, who was the only other original she could stand, had a dark sinister side. Everything about Kaleb seemed to be bright and unselfish. The realization that she was beginning to fall in love with him made her shift her weight on the couch slightly.
Wanting to feel the connection of their magic once again, Davina pursed her lips and asked inquisitively, "When can we work on the dagger?"
Post by Kol Mikaelson on Dec 16, 2014 22:33:10 GMT -6
For centuries he'd been used to acting and thinking like a vampire, looking for a high he could never have again. Looking for a thrill that had no sense ended and wanting something he could never have. Maybe had died, villages had burned and thousands had been turned and yet he felt none of that now. The self-preservation remained but now he felt things and saw them as a human. The urge to maim and murder was mostly gone unless it came to Nik or Marcel both of which had screwed him over more in his life than any others. Though he loved Rebekah she still held a very high spot of him shit list for the times she'd betrayed him in order to help Nik.
"We can sure try darlin'." There was a strange high that came from fusing their magic and it was warm and comforting feeling that only Davina could give him. It was feeling he'd begun to crave since he'd first told her to channel him and his magic.
"It's going to take time and patience but I can't tell a beautiful girl no." He said with a smirk before moving to grab the dagger the diamond still in his hand and he moved back over to her. His sights had been set on a large diamond which was more than likely what they would need to make the spell work but he wasn't willing to tell her that just yet.
Post by Davina Claire on Dec 17, 2014 22:21:12 GMT -6
Davina watched Kaleb, through sleepy eyes, as he seemed to revel in the thrill their magic fusing together caused them both. She had to admit magic was much more exciting when he was involved with it. She felt the rush when they worked together to drain the magic from the white oak stake. That feeling, however, was undone the moment Mikael sunk his fangs into her throat. Now, there was nothing other than sheer excitement and contentment.
Davina's eyes sparkled as she watched Kaleb retrieve the dagger, from its resting place, and held out his hand that held the paragon diamond. Smiling she hurriedly sat up, her weariness immediately forgotten, and placed her hand in his. Closing her eyes she readied herself to follow his lead. Maybe they were already strong enough together to change the dagger. Maybe they could finally be free of Klaus.
Post by Kol Mikaelson on Dec 17, 2014 22:36:53 GMT -6
It was easy to tell that Davina was tired and honestly he was feeling a bit haggard himself but he couldn't tell her no. There was such an exhilarating rush that came from doing magic with Davina. There were few things in life he considered a turn on but that surge of power and the complete trust you had to have in one another to make something like this work was a turn on. Of course the fact that Davina was gorgeous and he got to touch her didn't hurt anything either.
Kol couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this way. Though his memory seemed to say never which he was inclined to agree with since he did had a rather good memory and there were few women in his very long life who had ever moved him.
As Davina placed her hand in his with the diamond he felt a little jolt go through him that had nothing to do with magic. If her eyes kept sparkling and she kept smiling that way he was going to do away with magic for the rest of night in order to find something more...satisfying to do.
Shaking himself from his thoughts he tried to focus on that dagger and what they were going to be trying to do. With his focus so split at the moment he was going to be surprised if anything happened at all. Looking into Davina's eyes he began to chant feeling his magic melding with hers as it flowed between them and into the dagger but so far there was no change.
Post by Davina Claire on Dec 17, 2014 22:55:49 GMT -6
Davina felt the small surge of power flow between them when she touched Kaleb's hand, causing her heart to begin to race in her chest. As their magic began to converge, her breathing began to quicken. This was the rush Kaleb craved, what he loved so much about being a witch. Davina had to admit, like a new addict, she was beginning to crave it too.
Magic had never held so much excitement for her when she was by herself. It was merely a tool for her to use to try and help those she cared about. With Kaleb, she began to reach new heights she had never dreamed existed. A new world was beginning to open to her and that world was as beautiful as it was exciting.
Davina could feel the slight charge in the air around them as their magic melded but it was nothing like when they changed the rope into her bracelet. Opening one eye, Davina glanced at the dagger to see that it hadn't changed in the slightest. She knew it was because they were both exhausted, as much as neither of them wanted to admit it. Their lack of energy kept their spell at a standstill.
Opening both eyes Davina looked up at Kaleb, feeling a warmth rush over her body at the way Kaleb was gazing at her. The words of their chant died in her mouth and she simply stated back up at him, unsure of what to say or do now.
Post by Kol Mikaelson on Dec 18, 2014 22:00:03 GMT -6
The power that flowed between the two of them and into the dagger was nothing like the amount that had went into the bracelet but maybe it was just too soon to try a spell this big after already preforming it on a smaller scale. That and they were both exhausted neither having gotten a good night sleep since the encounter with Mikael and the white oak stake. Of course run down motels with questionable sheets probably weren't the best places to rest anyway.
Even without achieving their goal it was still thrilling and exciting the airs on the back of his neck and on his arms standing on end. In his human life he hadn't really preformed magic with another person and on his own it had been enough of a thrill but with Davina that took it to a whole other level. Everything seemed far more intense but maybe that was just the merge of their magic that caused it.
Though the spell didn't work it wasn't a question of if their magic was working it a question of their focus and strength of magic. Even though Davina had wanted to work on the dagger he decided it was best to just call it a night on the magic front. "It don't foresee us making any progress on this tonight darlin'." Which was very true since his mind was not at all on the dagger not when she was looking at him like that.
Moving the the couch were Davina was sitting he slipped behind her his back to the cushions as he pulled her to lay with him. "Might be an old couch but at least I know where this has been." He mumbled in a tired voice as his body felt heavy with need for sleep as a yawn left his lips.
Post by Davina Claire on Dec 20, 2014 8:04:45 GMT -6
Disappointed couldn't describe the feeling that Davina felt over the fact that their magic wouldn't change the dagger into what they needed. Her mouth formed a small pout over the fact that they didn't have enough strength to accomplish their goal. Still, that just meant they had to spend more time together. The thought made her brighten up a bit.
A fleeting moment told Davina to pull away from Kaleb when he pulled her to lay with him on the couch. It was more out of habit than want really. She had been pulling away from him for days on end whenever Kaleb tried to get close to her. Closing her eyes, Davina sighed softly and allowed herself to completely relax with him for the first time since she had found out his true identity. His words about knowing the were abouts of the couch brought a slight chuckle from her.
"Yeah its been stuck in a secret laboratory in a graveyard for centuries. I think it's time to update this place a little."
Laying her head on his chest, Davina sighed once more and felt herself begin to drift away listening to the sound of Kaleb's heartbeat.
"Tell me about my ancestor, Mary Alice. We're you in love with her?"
Post by Kol Mikaelson on Dec 22, 2014 0:11:06 GMT -6
Davina's disappointment in the spell failing was almost a tangible thing which reminded him that she wanted this just as badly as he did. Nik was a problem for them all, though the hybrid couldn't threaten to dagger him anymore he could still kill him and dying wasn't something he was likely to come back from...again. They would need to larger diamond and much more sleep given that they were both exhausted.
When he pulled her against him she stiffened slightly and he thought she might pull away or fight him on it but she seemed to relax and just let him hold her. It was strange to feel another person in his arms, well someone he wasn't feeding from or threatening anyway. Davina was warm against his chest and her weight rested comfortably against his arm which lay under her. Her scent was something he couldn't rightly describe, it was sweet, heavy and held a hint of spice to it and it was amazing.
"Well being daggered in a box did put a kink in that plan. Of course then there was the whole being locked out of the tomb part as well." He chuckled thinking about how old most of this stuff really was. There were still a few pictures of his old self scattered around the tomb.
Feeling the weight of Davina's head on his chest was nice as he traced lazy circles over her back. Her body seemed to become heavier the closer she was to sleep as her body relaxed more and became dead weight.
The question Davina has asked startled him slightly not having expected it. He didn't hesitate to answer he just had to truly think on the question. He had cared for Mary-Alice but she had been a means to an end. "Much like you she wanted Nik taken care of and she didn't care how it happened. I was always the Mikaelson brother no one trusted, that no one put their faith in because as I did as I pleased when I pleased. However Mary-Alice had taken the dagger from me and woken me up from a magical slumber so I agreed to help her since we wanted the same thing."
He paused thinking on her question, "Love is not something I felt back then, it wasn't something I would allow myself to feel or even consider." He thought of his time in Africa, the good and the bad and the reason he had turned off that part of himself. "We were using one another darlin' and where as Nik drove a dagger through my chest, he had a witch create a boundary spell and trapped Mary-Alice in the very cottage we'd stolen the diamond from. She hadn't trusted me, hence the spell on the tomb locking me out."
In truth Kol had no idea what had become of Mary-Alice he was pretty sure she probably went mad from being stuck in the cottage for so long. However despite Mary-Alice being trapped in the cottage the Claire line had survived and he was curious as to how which meant he would soon be doing a little research of his own.
Post by Davina Claire on Dec 22, 2014 7:27:01 GMT -6
Davina tried her best to pay attention to Kaleb's words but the circles he was tracing on her back drove her to distraction. The simple feeling sent delicious chills over her spine, making it increasingly difficult to focus on the words that were coming out of his mouth. The heat from his body warmed hers and she felt herself being lulled away from the laboratory and into sleep.
Fighting to remain awake, Davina heard something about her ancestor being the one who had pulled the dagger from Kaleb in an effort to rid New Orleans of Klaus once and for all. It seemed the hybrid was a scourge on the city even then and it was her family legacy to fight against him. A smile crept over her face as she drifted off thinking this time it would work. Davina would have her revenge, for herself and for Mary Alice.
When she had asked Kaleb about Mary Alice she never expected the word love to come into the conversation, although a small part of her was glad that he hadn't been in love with her ancestor. It seemed this feeling were as new to him today as it was for her, something which held a deep sadness within her for him as well as a deep satisfaction. She didn't presume that Kaleb was in love with her but she knew their connection, their chemestry, had to have some sort of impact on him. He was human now after all. Picking her head up slightly, she bit her tongue and willed herself not to ask the question that was burning in her mind. She wasn't sure if she was ready to find out how he felt about her quite yet. She wasn't even sure of how she herself felt.
As soon as he mentioned Mary Alice being trapped in a house, she knew which one he spoke of. Tales of the witches trapped for eternity in the house of the woman they helped to kill and steal from were famous. Davina had always thought it was just one of those old ghost stories that were told to give the tourists a bit of a spooky thrill. Her mouth dropped open slightly at the surprise that the story wax not only true but also about an old relative of hers. Soon Mary Alice would have her revenge, Davina silently promised herself as she lay her head down and finally allowed sleep to overtake her.