meme } { open rp post

[iluvroadrunner6]

It's pretty simple. This post is open. You can tag it with someone with a request or to be surprised, prompts optional (though if you leave it up to me it will probably be ridiculous), and let's have some fun. Muselist is HERE.

Have fun my dears.

Comments

[lockwood]

You'd think that, but no.

[failwithflair]

Huh.

[She glances back to him again, tipping her head to the side.]

Why is he attacking you?

[lockwood]

I pissed him off. In his eyes, betrayed him.

[failwithflair]

That seems a little like overreacting to me.

[lockwood]

Yeah well, he's really good at that.

[failwithflair]

I'm guessing.

[she pauses]

Well, you're welcome to hide out here for as long as you need. We're pretty out of the way.

[lockwood]

Thanks. I could use a rest for a few days, at least

[failwithflair]

Do you have a picture of him? Or a description? We have some people here with pretty powerful magic. If we know who he is we can stop him before he gets to you.

[lockwood]

I could sketch a picture, I guess.

[failwithflair]

That would be perfect. If ... you don't mind?

[and if you can draw, but she figures he wouldn't have bothered to offer if he didn't.]

[lockwood]

Not really. I mean, I'm kind of willing to try anything to get rid of him at this point

[failwithflair]

Then get me a picture, and I'll get it over to the sheriff.

[lockwood]

I'll be sure to do that. [He'll have to get a pencil and something to draw on -- he didn't exactly pack anything before leaving.]

[failwithflair]

[She realizes that and she pulls a pen out from behind her ear and places it down in front of him.]

Give me a sec.

[lockwood]

[He nods.]

Take your time.

[failwithflair]

[She goes rustling through the items behind the counter for a moment, before pulling out a legal pad and placing it in front of him.]

Best I could do on short notice.

[lockwood]

It's work.

[And he'll start working on a rough sketch of the Original.]

[failwithflair]

[and Ruby will wander off to deal with some other customers, giving her room to work until he flags her back down again.]

[lockwood]

[Finally, he's done and waves her down.]

[failwithflair]

[She swings her way back around again with a fresh cup of coffee.]

That the guy?

[lockwood]

That's the one. His name is Klaus. Klaus Mikealson.

[failwithflair]

[She picks up the pen to write the name down under the picture, before tearing it off the pad.]

I'll make sure this gets to the sheriff.

[lockwood]

Thanks. You need to be careful though. If he follows me here -- he's really dangerous.

[failwithflair]

We can handle ourselves. We've got more than a few tricks up our sleeves.

[lockwood]

Just making sure. I don't want to get anyone else hurt for me.