Post by Kol Mikaelson on Jan 8, 2015 17:55:56 GMT -6
Rebekah was going to be incredibly pissed when she figured out what he had done but like he had told Davina he needed his sister out of the way. She would always be on the side of Nik and they couldn't afford for anyone to stand in their way at the moment. Their mother was neutralized as far as he was concerned and Finn was in the wind, their brother always had been a slippery snake.
Sipping at his coffee he remembered when this building had been a similar type establishment. It was one he and Rebekah had chatted at many times and had turned into a building of blood when they'd had a bad day. Many of the original buildings in New Orleans had a bloody history and most involved his family.
Was it cruel to have tricked his family and sister in such a way? Sure but this was about the greater good so to speak though really it was just about revenge. Nik no longer deserved to be in this world and their talk had changed nothing. Yes they were family but there was no way to change the past few centuries he had always been the outcast and always would be. He no longer wished to be a part of his family and though his Mum had been trying to bring them together she had made it easier for him to break off from them all.
No longer was he even blood with those who had once been his family. Davina had asked him who'd side he was on, his mother's, his brother's or hers and the truth was he was on his own side. Trust was vital between he and Davina and if she asked anything of him he was likely to give it to her at this point and that scared him. Though the young witch liked his sister she understood why it was best for Rebekah to currently be out of the picture.
Christmas and New Years had passed and both and had brought about a rather sweet kiss from a very vindictive little witch but at least she was one his side. "Can I get you anything else?" The waitress asked him.
"No darlin' just the check." He finished off his coffee as she handed him his check and shifted slightly.
"Is your girlfriend sick? I don't normally see you here alone." Quirking a brow he looked at the waitress as he pulled out his wallet unaware anyone took that much notice.
"Yeah she's a little under the weather, thanks for asking." Handing her the money he pushed the chair out and headed out of the cafe. He should bring Davina an herbal tea remedy but her getting sick had thrown them both a little off guard but she hadn't been sleeping much and her stress level was high. She was only human was it was bound to happen at some point. Heading to the tomb he decided to whip something up for Davina and take it over, it was the considerate thing to do after all.
Sipping at his coffee he remembered when this building had been a similar type establishment. It was one he and Rebekah had chatted at many times and had turned into a building of blood when they'd had a bad day. Many of the original buildings in New Orleans had a bloody history and most involved his family.
Was it cruel to have tricked his family and sister in such a way? Sure but this was about the greater good so to speak though really it was just about revenge. Nik no longer deserved to be in this world and their talk had changed nothing. Yes they were family but there was no way to change the past few centuries he had always been the outcast and always would be. He no longer wished to be a part of his family and though his Mum had been trying to bring them together she had made it easier for him to break off from them all.
No longer was he even blood with those who had once been his family. Davina had asked him who'd side he was on, his mother's, his brother's or hers and the truth was he was on his own side. Trust was vital between he and Davina and if she asked anything of him he was likely to give it to her at this point and that scared him. Though the young witch liked his sister she understood why it was best for Rebekah to currently be out of the picture.
Christmas and New Years had passed and both and had brought about a rather sweet kiss from a very vindictive little witch but at least she was one his side. "Can I get you anything else?" The waitress asked him.
"No darlin' just the check." He finished off his coffee as she handed him his check and shifted slightly.
"Is your girlfriend sick? I don't normally see you here alone." Quirking a brow he looked at the waitress as he pulled out his wallet unaware anyone took that much notice.
"Yeah she's a little under the weather, thanks for asking." Handing her the money he pushed the chair out and headed out of the cafe. He should bring Davina an herbal tea remedy but her getting sick had thrown them both a little off guard but she hadn't been sleeping much and her stress level was high. She was only human was it was bound to happen at some point. Heading to the tomb he decided to whip something up for Davina and take it over, it was the considerate thing to do after all.
