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Boundaries which divide Life from Death are shadowy and vague, I learnt I must die first. |RP MC |

Joined February 2016
#Soledad [I’ve been watching you, I’ve been observing you. I know you think I don’t really observe or rather you think I don’t exist anymore, but I do. I see what you think I cannot, I hear what you would rather keep secret; to you, I am forgotten, a >
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Enemies of Humanity and Nature. Jötunn OC ❖ Crossover friendly ❖ Seeking banter ❖ DM to plot #RT
“Ceraunophilia is defined as loving thunder and lightning and finding them intensely beautiful. And that's exactly how they both found her...” Restarting this account. ❖ — Human. ❖ — Hemlock Grove | AU | MC ❖ — Crossover’s welcome of all kinds.
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He is a menace of the highest order.
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I don't think the Wolf would be that interested...
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Absolutely not on these rugs. I should think not.
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More? [A look of confusion crosses my features.] I do not follow, sister.
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There is no malice, Niklaus. It is... very different seeing now than seeing behind the veil.
Whom?
Evil witchlings dragging me out of bed. These young'uns, I tell you.
Grotesque but it is your nourishment.
No. I asked your reaction to her appearance after death. As a way to gauge yours when I... I finally seek you out.
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Sophistication is the very essence of the Mikaelson personality.
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I see Father has made a reappearance.
Necropants? [Mouths it silently, speaking my thought aloud.] And here I was thinking all old traditions had died. Nábrók survives? Of course.
I do not understand these new worldly things. [Mumbles about the days of sword fighting to end a dispute.]
Of course, I would like nothing more.
I would like to hear your story sometime, if you'll allow it. Possibly over drinks? It would be nice to get to know my youngest brother.
[I pat my chest, with a smile.] Quite real, magic. Literally.
[Squinting in thought, gently prodding his shoulder with a finger.] Yes, Dahlia told me you were dead. But you're quite real, aren't you?
[I laugh, remembering when I picked up Hope’s phone.] They asked me to purchase life insurance. Though, in hindsight, I would have preferred that when I died centuries ago.
I agree. Sometimes people call me trying to sell "printer ink". And no matter how many times I tell them I don't own a printing press, they still insist I need it.
Best place for it. Nuisances.
The one who woke me up today is in great danger. [Puts my phone in the oven]
[Pops my head in.] I heard the likes of my Gods?