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    [justify]I step aside to let her pass, "Just go." my voice barely audible, but I made my point clear by walking back over to my side of the table. I let the chef take my plate away, more focused on calming down. She was wrong, I cared very much about her sanity, if only she knew I spent most of my time here in her absence, worrying for her safety.


    But that wouldn't change anything, she was stubborn. I made my way back over into the study, shuffling the papers away, some to send out, others to be stored.


    I gave another look to the invitation before deciding to retreat to my own bedroom. [/justify]

    I complied to his request and gathered my plate before gliding up the staircase in silence. I was beyond exhausted and simply yearned for the hottest shower possible, muscles taut and weary from earlier. A defeated sigh escapes my lips as I eased open my door and set the platter down for Klaus, allowing him to eat as he pleased before calling out a meager goodnight to Elijah.


    I almost called out an apology. Almost. Instead I cast a lingering glance to his door before dispersing into my own and securing it at my back. I saw no need for barricades for now . I observed the famished lycanthrope before dispersing into the bathroom after sifting through the drawers for clean clothes to change into after my own bath.


    "You need a bath too." I warn him before drawing into my bathroom and shutting the door pointedly.

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    Klaus Mikaelson
    Cami: Maybe we could go for a walk. You could spend, I don't know, 5 seconds, not obsessing about who not to trust and who you're going to murder next.
    Klaus: I quite enjoy my obsessions, thank you very much.





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    IC:
    I basically lunged for the food as soon as she set the plate down, eating as quickly as possible. It was a habit, I did this to prevent anyone else from making a move and stealing my food. I looked up from the food when she mentioned the word bath. I hadn't taken a bath in ages and I was a little reluctant to take one but if that was what she wished then I would obey. I finished the food, now gnawing on the chicken bones. It wasn't much fun because they snapped pretty easily in my jaws.




    I then began to ponder. Did she want me to bath in human form or wolf form? Well if I was bathed as a wolf, the wet dog smell would be rather strong. I winced in pain as I turned back to my human form, making use of a blanket as I tied it around my waist so as to guard her eyes from my private area. I then sat on the floor and waited patiently for her to exit the bathroom.







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    Upon finishing, I exit the steaming bathroom. A sodden towel wrapped haphazardly upon my head as I catch a glimpse of an unfamiliar man sitting in my floor. A quip exclamation escaping my plush lips as I quickly muffle it with a hand. "You... My apologies. You startled me." I murmur softly and smile softly at myself.


    "Go ahead. I'm sure you know how to bathe yourself. I shall retrieve some clothes for you from one of the spare bedrooms." I offer and take his silence as a simple courteous agreement. "Make sure to lather yourself in herbs and use my shampoo, please." I say softly before dispersing out of my bedroom in search of clothing for him. Well that is unless he wished to be in canine form for the night ... But until he dries off, I was stuck tending to his more mortal courtesies.


    I never would have thought I would be sneaking around in my vampire employer's home in search of clothing for a werewolf. Surprise, surprise.

    [Justify][color=white]I straightened out my bedsheets, then walked over to my desk. There was so much stuff for me to do yet I lost interest in everything, too busy thinking on our conversation. And wondering why she argued with me?


    Surely I didn't do anything.


    Didn't matter, I shrugged my shirt off and made me way into my bathroom. Removing the rest of my clothes to step into the hot shower. I wasn't very tired, and I wondered if Claire was? At this time, and after everything..I came to the conclusion that I should leave her alone. [/justify]

    (My apologies. I'm not sure why I wasn't alerted to the last post or else I would have replied sooner)


    I had returned after sifting through multiple spare bedrooms, earning myself a righteous little position at Elijah's bedroom door. A timid knock resounding against the silence of the hall as I cast a glance over my shoulder in silence before releasing a curt sigh in frustration. I had asked Emma if she could gather a male outfit for our guest yet to no avail. She had promised to tend to that secretly tommorow morn'. Alas. Did not fancy the idea of a naked werewolf parading around my bedroom. "Elijah?!" I call softly yet do not enter, timidly knocking upon the grand door of his impatiently. "Would you mind if I borrowed a spare shirt of yours for the night? Perhaps even some sweatpants or something? I, um, well...." I pause sheepishly.


    Perhaps I could run before he opened the door, pretend he had gone mad and that I would never say such a silly thing. Mmm time is of the essence... No. It was only fabric, surely he would not question my request.

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    Klaus Mikaelson
    Cami: Maybe we could go for a walk. You could spend, I don't know, 5 seconds, not obsessing about who not to trust and who you're going to murder next.
    Klaus: I quite enjoy my obsessions, thank you very much.





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    Guys I need your opinion on something, if you don't mind me asking.




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    IC:
    I headed into the bathroom and looked at the shower with a bit of confusion. How did it work? If I remember right, turning one of things made the water....I yelped in pain when the searing hot water hit me. Too hot! Too hot! I tried turning the other one and the water began to gradually grow cooler until it was pleasantly warm. Much better.




    I did everything she had told me to, until I smelled strongly of the herbs. I shook out my hair like a dog as I found a towel to dry myself off with. I was very grateful for this human but I wondered what her name was, I couldn't say it but I still wanted to know.







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    [justify]-Ah, that's fine! Sure what is it Klaus?-


    Once I had gotten out of the shower, I had just zipped up my trousers when a nice timid knock arose from behind my door. It caught my attention immediately, but I made no move to answer. The maids would get the picture- oh but it wasn't a maid, just sweet little Claire and the innocences of her voice.


    Slowly, having forgotten about my shirt, I opened the door and peered out. "You need my clothing? Slow maids, surely they should've gotten your laundry done sooner." I was just mumbling, opening the door wider to allow Claire to come in. I must say, the sight of Claire wearing my shirt was enticing..though I wouldn't plan to actually see it, she'll probably be dressed in a new attire tomorrow.


    I ambled over to my dresser, pulling out a white T-shirt and some sweats as requested. "Here you go love, just as requested." I handed the hunter the clothes but didn't give them up just yet.


    "Uh, I just want you to know. For further assignments, I care very much about your sanity...your everything. Not a minute had gone by when I hadn't thought of you. I just wanted you to be safe."[/justify]

    I was well aware of his bare torso upon entering his bedroom, each movement sending the chiseled muscles rippling from under the pallid skin of his abdomen. I blink and gaze elsewhere instead, offering a grateful smile to him as I catch sight of the bundle of clothes. Yet he did not seem to want to hand them off immediately.


    The solemn admittance gathers my attention, looking to him calmly. "I appreciate it. That thought alone shall keep me sane throughout whatever madness you throw at me." I purr softly with a brief smile. "My apologies for the obscene attitude earlier. I was just a little distraught after the werewolves and crowd of vampires," I pause and offer an apologetic glance in his direction before glancing around his bedroom in mute curiosity.


    "Thank you once again. I'm sure the maids shall be prepared for next time and I won't have to loan your clothes for the night." I muse.

    [justify]"Of course." I say, leaning over to press my lips against her cheek. Gently, just enough to give a light kiss on her skin the pull back, finally releasing the bundle.


    I watched her leave, wearing a minuscule smile before going to my desk and peering down at the papers.


    I should go to bed, not stress over Claire, or paperwork..or that invitation. Working my way over into my bed, pulling the covers back to fully shifted underneath and let sleep in.


    -kay I'm ready for timeskip(next day) when you are! What's the question Klaus?-[/justify]

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    Klaus Mikaelson
    Cami: Maybe we could go for a walk. You could spend, I don't know, 5 seconds, not obsessing about who not to trust and who you're going to murder next.
    Klaus: I quite enjoy my obsessions, thank you very much.





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    OOC:
    Weird it didn't post before. I was asking if you wanted to keep Klaus looking like Niklaus Mikaelson or if you wanted him to look like someone else (I have another in mind) or should I change both the name and appearance entirely?




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    -Timeskip :) Ooo, agreed.-


    I groan softly as feeble beams of sunlight peak through the ebony drapes. Dabbing the haze of sleep from my eyes before glancing about my room in search of the wolf. I could have offered him a spare bedroom for the night yet I did not want to run the risk of Elijah discovering him. Not yet, that is.


    My delicate feet graze the chilled kiss of the hardwood flooring as I grimace and immediately crawl back under the sheets with a soft groan of reluctance. "Nope."


    I nestle my head into the pillow and listen bleakly to the muffled movement of the maids downstairs, bustling to get their errands done before Elijah rises from his slumber. Amusing just how mundane life seems when only a sparse time ago, I was trying to wretch a stake into his chest. Oh, what memories. I smile softly into the pillow before propping myself up with a heavy sigh. Might as well rise now before Emma arrives.

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    Klaus Mikaelson
    Cami: Maybe we could go for a walk. You could spend, I don't know, 5 seconds, not obsessing about who not to trust and who you're going to murder next.
    Klaus: I quite enjoy my obsessions, thank you very much.





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    I am fine with either Elijah or Claire naming him ;)
    Also I want you guys to pick which pictures you prefer:

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    IC:
    I was fast asleep, curled up on the floor. I was in my human form and dressed in the clothes the human had given me last night. When i heard the human stir, I opened and eye sleepily, making sure she was okay. I offer her a small smile, the only way I could really say good morning.







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    [justify]-Hmm.. I say the first guy.-


    When I woke up in the morning, the maids were scurrying. Trying their best to prepare everything. But I felt ill tempered, I think I needed blood. I dressed casually, my casual at least, and left my bedroom.


    Passing Claire's along the way, I stopped by her door suspiciously. There was more in this room. Maybe a maid, but I had a skeptical feeling about it. I pressed close to the door, trying to desperately hear what else could possibly be in there besides Claire herself? I had to stop myself, but I had gotten as far as grabbing the doorknob and twisting it.


    I couldn't barge into her room. How could I possibly intrude like that? If anything I could ruin her slumber. But she wasn't alone in there, it had to be Emma at least. [/justify]

    I (I'm bad with names >.< hm, I shall let beauty decide)


    My gaze drifts to the young man as I stretch and offer a light smile in return before standing and easing open the curtains. Guess I had officially tucked away all possibilities of getting some more rest for today. "Hungry?" I inquire lightly in defeat, unaware of Elijah's presence at the door as I gather a simple robe and shrug it on, engulfed in the plush caress of the fabric.


    With that, I glide to the door and gather the chilled doorknob in my grasp before easing it open, nearly colliding aimlessly with the nosy culprit at my door. "Elijah!?" The statement betrayed such emotions as stark horror that swiftly drifted in accusation in that moment. "What are you doing?" I inquire wearily and manage to block his view with my silhouette.

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    Klaus Mikaelson
    Cami: Maybe we could go for a walk. You could spend, I don't know, 5 seconds, not obsessing about who not to trust and who you're going to murder next.
    Klaus: I quite enjoy my obsessions, thank you very much.





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    Okay first set of pictures it is. Also I thought of escalating things to make them interesting, no more hide and seek. >:D




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    IC:
    I nodded a yes in reply when she asked if I was hungry. However every muscle tensed as I heard footsteps but no beating heart. The vampire. I knew that my human friend wouldn't be able to hide this time. I had a beating heart and beat just as strong and even a but faster than hers. If the vampire had sense, he would figure out I was here.




    My irises turned amber gold as my canines turned to fangs. My fingernails and toe nails turned into claws as there was an audible pop in my jaw. Vampires fangs were meant to pierce flesh, a werewolf's fangs and jaw muscles were meant to rip flesh and break bone. We were one of the only supernatural creatures that could strike fear in a vampire's heart.




    "Mr. Yvette, please sir you can't take my son. He is too young to fight." My mother pleaded with the monster before he struck her across the face and went to grab my arm. My mother wheeled around and went at him with the courage of a mother bear. She was about to land a killing bite when there was a loud gun shot. I watched her lifeless body hit the floor, her eyes making contact with mine before her final breath left her. I remember screaming out her name and that was the last word that escaped my mouth because that night Christopher Yvette slashed my vocal cords.




    My pupils shrank as rage overtook me. Kill. Kill. Kill! I ran over towards the door, pushing the human out of the way as I went to tackle the vampire, claws reaching out to grab his throat.







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    I cry out in shock as I am forcefully shoved away from the door. It's hinges screeching as the door flies open and reveals my furry little buddy. Well.... Half-furry pup. Cursing audibly as I make a pitiful grab for his shirt collar, for anything but he was much too fast. Even for me. "Stop! Please, Elijah.?! I would have told you sooner but....." I attempt a swift explanation amidst the fight. Managing to gather the powerful creature by his arms and prying him off the vampire. Immediately assessing the damage done as I chide the werewolf man before glancing away from Elijah.


    I didn't want to see his face before he killed me. Would he? Most likely.... *sigh* I just can't win.

    [justify]My attention had averted from Claire's door until it swung upon and there she was. I gave her a little smile, my hands going behind my back. "Claire."


    I wish more seconds passed, before I knew it something came at me. It was out of instinct, my hands went out to stop the thing but it was too late and we both went crashing onto the ground. I on my back and pushing on the shoulders of the man above me. No, no man..a cross between werewolf and man,


    but werewolf nonetheless. I pried its claws from my throat, but mainly put my focus into not getting bitten. That raged beast, I was able to kick him off just as Claire came, actually helping to keep him off. Quick onto my feet, I grabbed the hunter's arm and yanked her close to me.


    "What is that dog doing in my home!?" the maids were screaming, some backed up against the wall, I don't think half them have even seen a werewolf.


    But my attention was one Claire, my neck was bleeding from the claw marks he bestowed on me, however it was healing at a fast rate. Anger fuelled my temper, already raged because I was hungry, I slammed Claire's backside into the wall forcefully. "Why did you bring him here!?" I was going to kill her, unable to really control my emotions, I released her began pacing, trying to stay clear of the wolf man. [/justify]