open rp } { emily's christmas furlough post

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1. Pick one of your characters and one of mine. Or, browse the top levels I've left below. (You can also say Surprise Me.)
2. Drop prompts in places of your choosing.
3. Profit!

Cupcake AU meme | TFLN | Soulmates AU | Otherwordly | Winter Wonderland

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[unpredict]

[ although christmas is missing two incredibly insufferable people, their presence is felt. sometimes kol finds himself wondering, much to davina's detriment, if they had missed him during the christmases where they had stuck a dagger in him. while it may be in the past, he's a mikaelson, and if they're good at anything, it's holding grudges like they're the last candy canes on earth.

then he wonders how freya feels… these last few christmases have been her first with her actual family. perhaps he's not quite the odd one out like he used to be. it's nice having a family member who possibly understands where his lingering displacement comes from. do they belong? for how long do they belong? are they merely trying to fill in the spaces of klaus and elijah? is kol simply thinking too much?

although kol's spent the last hour challenging marcel to a drink off that marcellus did, in fact, lose, he's easy and steady on his feet as he walks into the front room. wrapped up in his big, thick coat, it's obvious kol's ready to go for a stroll. ]

Rebekah's choice in decor is certainly a strange one, isn't it? [ it's clear in his voice he's greatly amused—and by the volume of it, hopeful rebekah will hear him. approaching freya and his nephew, he looks at his pudgy face and then to his sister's not so pudgy one. ] I don't blame Nik for judging… I judge, too. It's nice not to be alone in the judgement.

[deathlessness]

I'm sure it's not.

[She's amused, mostly because she's not one to judge on decor, given the fact that she likes to spend her witch life in a run down church steeple because that's her aesthetic. She then eyes his coat curiously.]

Going out?

[unpredict]

[ his shrug's exaggerated, given how thick the coat is. a subtle movement has a high chance of being lost in the coat, and kol isn't one to let his own performances be overshadowed. ]

I was considering it. I've forgotten what snow tastes like.

[ probably the same as it tasted the last time he stuck his tongue out and embarrassed who he happened to be with—which was davina. it seems his victim has potentially changed in size and hair colour. ]

Are you and Nik planning to stay inside where it's nice and warm and not at all interesting?

[deathlessness]

Well, the hope was that he might nod himself off to sleep again so I could go back to my nice warm bed with my lovely wife and sleep, as we mortals tend to be in need of that.

[It is one of her basic functions, now that she's not immortal anymore.]

But a walk does sound nice, even if it is a little late.

[unpredict]

[ sleep is for the weak! how many times has he told her this over the years? it doesn't matter that sometimes she comes to san francisco and he's dead asleep on the couch—he'd simply tried to make her feel more at home by pretending that he was a mere human. ]

When has the time ever stopped you, Freya? [ he looks down at nik and ever so gently touches the tip of his finger to his little nose. ] Nik can handle it. He'd like it if his fantastic, spectacular, and very amazing mother came out with her handsome little brother and got a red nose to match his.

[deathlessness]

[She makes a face like she's weighing these very interesting options, before shaking her head as she goes to grab their coats.]

Just give me a minute to get him bundled up.

[unpredict]

Did you remember to bring his stylish coat?

[ does kol know anything about babies and winter? nope. he only cares when it comes to his nephew, nik—the good nik. while he calls after freya, he ensures that he's properly attired to go outside in the cold—thick coat, check; scarf he's stolen from its place on the back of the couch, check. ]

He can't go out looking like a mundane Muggle, Freya.

[ google earth, always taking pics. ]

[deathlessness]

[She laughs as she works Nik into what essentially amounts to a big poofy snow suit, but it's also Northface, so ... somewhat stylish. But it'll keep him warm while they walk. And she will then follow suit with her own coat and scarf before scooping him up again.]

I think he would prefer we went with comfort over style, personally.

[unpredict]

[ kol walks backwards to the door, wrapping his scarf so loosely around his neck that he might as well not bring it along. wrinkling his nose, ] Are you sure?

[ he doesn't allow her a second to get in front of him. he unlocks the door and waits until she's closer to open it. with a grin and a sweep of his hand, ] Age before beauty.

[deathlessness]

[She shakes her head as she makes her way past him, Nik resting like a heavy weight against her chest. It's a good weight, though, and soon they're out in the swirling cold, fat snowflakes drifting down like tiny sprinkles of glitter in the sky. She takes a deep breath of the cold air, and smiles.]

Nights like this remind me of Norway sometimes.