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Davina was desperate to avoid ruining the moment something that pushed her to keep up appearances if only because they deserved this…deserved a chance to live ‘happily ever after’ with all the couple had been through to get here. But it was all so vivid…the dreams and memories of her time on the ancestral plain and if the Ancestors had been concerned enough to let something slip.
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She closed her eyes when pulled in closer, such a simple act in itself and yet…it held such power in moments like these. Wordlessly nodding in agreement, she somehow made it to his car without saying anything about her concerns. Though the brunette was soon drawing a shaky breath as she decided that it wasn't right to keep things from him.?
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“When I was there…with them…they mentioned the name Inadu over and over but they never told me anything.” Part of her hoped it meant nothing or that he'd be more than a little confident in the ability of his siblings to handle whatever this was without them. “They seemed…rattled.” It was odd seeing them frightened about anything.
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Briefly looking out the passenger window as she continued. “I have been having these dreams…” Correcting herself after a slight pause. “nightmares that were more than just instant replays of the tortures they put me through…at times it almost feels like someone is reaching out through them. But I don't know that it means anything.”
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(ooc: figured I would move them along to being in his car.)
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"Inadu,"Kol repeated, hands still on the wheel of the car, key in the ignition that he had not yet turned.
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He stared straight ahead, mind stunned and struggling to work with what she was saying. Of course he was disappointed that something had befallen her, and he did not understand it enough as of yet to know what they should do or to whom they should turn. He let out a breath and turned to her.
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"When they mentioned this name...what did they say?"
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He needed more information. Then perhaps he'd know if this was their affair anymore. Could it be why they had allowed her to come back? He couldn't help but wonder...for the simple reason that if it was, and if they wanted something specific in payment for her return, perhaps if they did not give it to them, they would reclaim Divina. That he could not stand. He just couldn't. His heart wouldn't be able to take it and he knew that.
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Drawing in another breath he asked,d,"And the nightmares...can you tell me more?"
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He asked the question gently, silently apologizing with his eyes for having to ask, but they needed to sort this.
OOC, Assuming as he would only know the Hollow and not her name he's not going to know yet.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“When they were talking about Inadu one of the ancestors referred to her as…the Hollow and said that she was this seriously powerful witch who slaughtered members of her own tribe all in the name of gaining even more power.” Davina couldn't recall a single time when she had ever heard a member of her coven speak of this woman and so all there was to go on was what she'd overheard.
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“I got the sense that the ancestors are afraid. They seem to believe that Inadu’s followers are seriously close to having everything they need to bring her back.” There was no denying she strongly hoped this was deemed to be not their fight even though a part of her already knew if it put anyone she cared about at risk then staying to fight was the only possible choice.
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She drew a breath to steady her nerves as she took a moment to answer his question about the nightmares. “Sometimes they're of what the ancestors did to me while I was trapped there with them and others…it's of them dragging me back there.” Truthfully she was very much afraid of the latter happening.?
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"So what? I don't get how this Inadu has followers who want her to return if she killed her own people! I mean shouldn't they see that as risky to their own health," Kol quipped attempting to make light of the matter a little while a pit of impending doom expanded in his lower belly.
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It wasn't fair! Slamming his fist into the steering wheel he growled a curse in his original Nordic tongue. A curse that hadn't crossed his mind for centuries.
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"It isn't bloody right if they've let you up from there simply to fight their fight! They at least need to give you some major protection because I won't allow you to sacrifice yourself. I refuse to lose you again."
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Turning to her he was unable to keep the naked?vulnerability from his eyes.
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"It nearly killed me. Perhaps it eventually would have."
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“I think most of them are probably clueless.” Davina was left with the distinct feeling that her history was kept buried because up until her time spent trapped on the ancestral plain she hadn't even heard the Hollow much less the name Inadu. Part of her knew the ancestors had their reasons for keeping her existence under wraps and deep down she didn't care what those were.
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Her eyes instinctively closed for a second when his fist hit the steering wheel not because she feared what he might do but because the move was so unexpected. She wanted to be able to assure him the ancestors had nothing to do with sending her back but it was hard to do when she didn't have any of the answers he’d need.
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“Kol.” Her voice soft as she reached over lightly touching his hand. The memory of what it was like to lose him always there in the back of her mind so it wasn't all that difficult to imagine what he'd gone through. She looked down if only for a moment as she gathered her thoughts.
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“You don't have to worry about me doing that unless…” She trailed letting the thought hang there a moment as there was only one possible reason she would even consider sacrificing herself and that was to save him. Opting for a lighter topic she brought up their earlier conversation, one that involved a proposal. “Besides there is absolutely NO way I am passing up the opportunity to be the first woman in history to get a Mikaelson to say I do.” Here she smiled hoping he'd do the same.?
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Whatever he decided she would support be it to stand and fight or put a thousand miles between them and whatever was coming.?
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OOC, I responded to the one you reposted ages back. Was going to just forward to you but then worried it didn't show up on list so reposting my reply to your repost. LOL.
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Kol felt his body relax at the mere touch of Davina's hand on his. She always calmed and quieted him as no one else ever could. Feeling his hand relaxing he sighed, then suddenly turned to her as a thought, like a thunderbolt, struck his mind.
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"What if I made you a true Mikaelson. Not just with wedding vows but with eternity as well? I would've suggested it anyway before you died on me but if we do it right now...they won't be able to use you anymore, Davina! Let them find someone else. They've done enough to you already...To us."
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He met her gaze, eyes a mix of pleading and frustrated as he waited, literally on the edge of his seat for her answer. Sure?there would be consequences to such a move, but weren't they always and neither of them had benefited from those at all as of yet.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Davina found herself replaying a conversation she'd had with someone who understood her situation all too well. While the details of their stories differed things were similar enough for the two witches to be kindred spirits. Both found the ‘love of their lives’ in a vampire, a thing that opened up a whole world of questions about the future they might have together.
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She could always learn the spell his mother used when transferring a soul into the body of another, a move that would provide ‘immortality’ while allowing her to continue to access magic. But could she live with it? Stealing someone else's life in that way? Maybe, maybe not. Then there was the matter of the ancestors who would always find some way of using her so long as she remained a witch.
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It was one of those moments when she felt inclined to ask questions, ones that were at the tip of tongue but the words wouldn't come. There once was a time when she would have said ‘no’ without hesitation but her opinion of vampires changed dramatically when Marcel saved her life, something even her own mother had been unwilling to do.
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Her history with the self proclaimed ‘King Of New Orleans’ had opened her eyes to a great deal but it was her love for Kol that played the biggest role in the decision she was about to make.
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There was no mistaking the look in his eyes. She could tell it was just as much about protecting her as it was having an eternity together. Shifting in her seat so that she was facing him a little more, knowing that waiting on a response couldn't be easy. “I am going to need a daylight ring.” While not a direct answer it was close enough that he would know she was agreeing to the idea of eternity.
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Naturally she had concerns after having witnessed Cami’s ordeal though there was at least a shred of hope things would turn out differently as she couldn't imagine he would turn her in the same fashion as his brother's ex had done her friend.
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Laughing Kol threw his arms around Davina, joy stamped all over his face and shining in his eyes as he carefully hugged her close. Carefully because a vampire always had to be careful with mortals. Always. But soon, that would no longer be an issue!
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The thought made his heart sing while it was still hard to believe.
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"I feel as if I've just won the best lottery in the world. I'll have you a?horde of daylight rings if you like."
He gave a giddy laugh before kissing her.
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"Thank you," he murmured softly, drawing back only a little to gaze quietly into her eyes, hoping to convey with a look how much he meant those words.
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Having her with him forever...having her safe and no longer the pawn of some long dead witches who needed to bloody stay out of the lives of the living...It was the perfect solution.
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"I want you to know I understand what you're giving up. I do believe eventually that magic would kill you again if that helps."
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That magic had saved a lot of people and solved a lot of problems in the past but there were other witches to do that.
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"Remember that you won't be powerless. Just you'll have a different sort of power."
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Davina felt a moment of panic as she thought about what it was she'd just agreed to doing. It was such a departure from where she imagined her life heading while oddly enough making more sense than anything else. Maybe it was the fact that through it all the ones who seemed to care the most about her were vampires from her father figure the self proclaimed ‘King of New Orleans’ to her best friend and finally the one who turned out to be the ‘love of her life’.?
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If pressed she couldn't name a single witch who stood by her when things had gotten rough. Instead all of the French Quarter witches had stood in judgement of her for her loyalty to Marcel until a man by the name of Vincent Griffith came along. But even he had made some choices that caused her pain in spite of having the best of intentions.?
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She hugged him close while keeping her focus on being given this chance at a life with Kol. There were just no words to describe this feeling as joy seemed to fall short of doing so. “That a fact? Because I am at least gonna need one for every day of the month.” The young witch shot back with a playful smile only to have anything else she might have said silenced by a kiss. Not like she minded at all.
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“I think one of the scariest parts is knowing I won't have magic to fall back on if someone comes after you.” It was her first concern as without it she couldn't perform the spell to bring him back to life if one of his family's many enemies got lucky.?
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"I'm an Original," Kol reminded her.
"I can't die...+ if I do you'd just got with me what with me being the one turning you," he teased, flashing a grin while his eyes danced with silent laughter before his expression grew grave and he gazed into her eyes.
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"We'll? be fine, I promise. Fine and eternal."
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He kissed her again, then started as it? seemed the sky just over them became pitch black...A bad omen? Someone screwing with them, he wondered darkly, feeling a flash of rage at the very concept, but rather than hanging over them? the darkness moved west, shooting across the sky like some black star or cloud that? wasn't exactly falling.
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"What the hell was that?"
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OOC, Good question, it just came to me and I figured something needed to happen so you have any thoughts roll with it or they can just go and shrug it off for now.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“So, the resurrection was just my imagination? Hmmm?” Davina asked with the faintest hint of a smile as she was teasing him in spite of a very real concern of losing him like that again. One eyebrow arched slightly at the reminder of what happened to those of their bloodline following the death of an Original. “There's only one way that's comforting….”
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She let that thought hang there a moment knowing he’d get her meaning. To be reunited with him in the afterlife was the only way she could imagine that reality providing much comfort. “I…” The words were on the tip of her tongue to form an argument when all thoughts were abandoned in favor of returning the kiss but it also had something to do with his confidence.
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As the kiss was abruptly ended she looked around to see what was going on and it didn't take long at all to see what had caused that reaction. “I…don't know.” She had a terrible feeling it might be something in connection with The Hollow but doubted that were possible as most spirits didn't have that far of a reach.
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“I mean it could be…but then it couldn't…could it?” It took a moment for her to realize she hadn't said what she'd been thinking aloud. “Maybe something to do with the Hollow or its followers…” She hated herself for suggesting it because odds were this would put an indefinite hold on their plans.?
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"Well alright," Kol said, speaking confidently to cover his unease.
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"I say we inform Bonny or someone who can inform Bonny as that sounds like witchy business to me. then we get you turned so they want nothing to do with you anymore which then leaves us to go on with our happy lives...and trust me they will be happy."
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Glancing up again, he saw that the thing, whatever it had been, was gone or at least not directly above them any longer because he honestly wasn't looking farther than that.
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"Upon 2nd thought lets still do all that but in a different order. Where we turn you first, then report itchy business then get on with our happy lives."
He paused.
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"Because I won't let them take you again."
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Davina opened her mouth preparing to either point out that made it her business as well or to say something further about her theory regarding whatever it was headed towards the west when she felt a slight shudder. It was frightening to consider Inadu’s reach extending this far and she was convinced her followers had to be involved.
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“Do you…think that Freya will help them?” In her short time here she had grown to consider them all friends and would always be grateful for the way they took her in without expecting anything in return. “If it's her…Inadu or…” She sighed not really wanting to think about it too much. “Bonnie may need backup.” No matter how desperately she was to stay out of it she had to be sure there was someone to step up in her place.?
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When plans seemed to suddenly change following an upward glance she looked out the window at least relieved it hadn't come back. “Okay, so, we go somewhere that we can take care of the turning me part of that plan and I wake up we deal with the rest?”
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"Freya should help, yes. She's a witch and she won't want Inadu's crazy ass running around anymore than anyone else does," Kol said.
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"She is very powerful. She combined with the rest should be able to handle it."
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He frowned.
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"If there is a way to link to some vampires and tap into our hypnotic abilities that could be awesome too. Wee could just use mind tricks on Inadu's witches."
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He hated thinking like a witch but knew a little spell crafting concepts from past experience. It was a thought he'd never considered, using vampiric abilities on witches with the assistance of witch allies but the thought wasn't a bad one if it could be made to work. Just make Inadu's followers think they were no longer interested or that they had already done whatever they set out to do or hell, he didn't know. There were so many things that could be done with a bit of mental trickery.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Davina fell silent as her mind drifted to thoughts of all the havoc someone as powerful as ‘The Hollow’ could wreak if allowed to rise from the proverbial grave. If the bits of legend she'd overheard from the ancestors were true then there were four bones out there somewhere that couldn't be destroyed so the tribes had been forced to scatter in order to keep them apart.
“I can only imagine how bad things could get if Inadu’s followers manage to resurrect her or…” She hated to think of the alternative as it left her with even more questions about the one who brought her and the others back to life. Maybe it would be a smart move for someone to solve that riddle before the wrong people did.
Then as if something suddenly snapped her out of it she gave a somewhat more distracted response than even she realized. “Huh? Oh. Maybe it could work.” Oh, how she longed for her mind to go back to happier subjects because all of this left her with an intensifying desire to hide away in the mountains or on a tropical island somewhere until it all blew over.
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"Well I'd still like to get the hell out of here. Only question is, did everyone see that shadow thing or was it just? for us?If for us it would follow," Kol said, like Davina's own voice, his was more distracted than he realized.
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He was bloody tired of being a pawn...First of his own elder brother then whatever this was...The witchy fates, whatever...
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Running a hand through his hair he let out a sigh of frustration. And if it was for them, it would be good to have back up. He could ask his sister to scry but then if it wasn't about them she'd attempt to guilt him into staying...Decisions and choices. Did he hate them so because he was unaccustomed to being allowed to make them? It was much better when things got complicated at others expense, he decided dryly.
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Then it hit him. For a mere scrying attempt he didn't need his sister. He had a witch right here.
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"Do you think you could try scrying to see if it's for us in any way or if we can safely get the hell out of here," he asked hope?and excitement beginning to emerge in his tone.
At least this gave them some sort of direction. Better than nothing.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“I really hope that had nothing to do with us.” Davina kept looking out the window as if expecting it to circle back around and was somewhat relieved when it gave no sign of doing so. But it didn't quiet her concerns as to the nature of what they had just seen. She swallowed after a moment trying not to assume the absolute worst.
She had quickly learned through conversation that Mystic Falls was only slightly less dangerous than living in the French Quarter. “I would love nothing more than to be able to live a perfectly boring…normal life for a little while at least. Nothing trying to kill me or anyone I love.” It might be asking too much, she was aware of this but it didn't stop her from wishing.
“I should be able to unless…” He probably wouldn't like hearing what she had to say next any more than she liked entertaining the idea. She looked over at Kol then continued. “it's way more powerful than I am and can cause some kind of magical interference.”
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Kol swallowed, weighing options quickly and silently before speaking, hope and dread mingling in his tone.
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"Well many things in this big bad world are probably more powerful than us by far and if we don't poke them they don't poke us. So we can try that option or...if you want? to do something else I'm listening so long as it doesn't get you killed."
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He didn't want to listen. He wanted to run, but he knew if he regretted not? listening later there was no going back and fixing it. Lacing his hand in hers, he kept the other resting on the steering wheel as he waited.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“Trust me, not itching to ‘poke the bear’…or anything but…” Davina knew the risks of getting involved in a situation like this and for that very reason was primarily interested in gathering information to be passed along to those this latest threat may be headed straight for. “I just…I want to keep them from being blindsided is all.”
Truthfully she didn't know if she could remain on the sidelines if things got bad though a lingering fear of this being their last chance at happiness was a strong deterrent against taking a more active role. If she joined the fight then it would be tempting fate, there was no denying that. But if this ‘threat’ was headed directly at his family…what choice would she have? He’d never abandon them and she couldn't ask him to either.
She looked down as fingers laced with hers, knowing she was expected to make some decision in that moment. “I say we figure out what THAT was and that be the end of our involvement because one of us always ends up dead whenever we stick around.”
(ooc: if only she knew investigating would lead to his nineteen year old niece from the future lol. She might think twice.)
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"But that's just it,"Kol said with a dark scowl.
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"We investigate and it wont be the end of it because we will get dragged into it somehow for one reason or another...To do things for people who would likely not be so willing to do the same for us," he said, the words stinging old wounds of resentment even as he spoke them.
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He sighed, staring out through the windshield, waiting several seconds before speaking.
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"Is there a way to find out from a distance...Then let people know from a distance," he asked, tone managing to be?tight with?concern?yet hopeful at the same time.
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"Because I don't claim to know all you can do with magic and this is the only way I can see us staying out of whatever this is and living for ourselves for a change."
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Kat