( I DON'T NEED TO LOOK VERY MUCH FURTHER. )

[unpredict]

characters: Davina Mikaelson and Kol Claire.
location: Auditorium, then expedition.
date/time: 1 October to ???
content: After a fruitless two week search for her lost and misplaced White Oak Branch (that Kol misplaced), Davina returns to Beacon to recruit Kol in her search for the one thing that can actually kill him (again). Kolvina is reunited. Teamwork is had. Vulnerabilities exposed?
warnings: Kolvina 👅💦 Emotional maturity. Someone actually giving a shit about Kol. Kol actually being honest—trust me, this one's going to be rare so it's a warning you'll fall flat on your ass.

[ once kol collects his package from the ferry, he's quick to depart. there's no point in lingering; he can easily tell no one he knows by heart is on the ferry—from scent and from the sounds that he's used to. as reckless and impulsive as he is, he does pay attention.

he quickly makes his way back to the auditorium, easily stepping over the salt line that now grants him passage. dropping his cooler of blood bags out the back near the small, unused kitchen (and takes one out to drink), the record player on the table of his favourite "dressing room", and snuggling his stamps and records into his clothes in his wardrobe, he finds himself feeling… amiss.

while there's more reason to head back out to the ferry and try to make some conversation with the people who've been in beacon for a month or more and those who've newly arrived, he finds himself feeling disappointed. a month ago, he'd thrown a rock right through the window of the auditorium and found davina storming from within it.

while a part of him is tempted to grab another rock and smash the auditorium to pieces, he doesn't. there's hope—a fickle, little ember of it that remains at the thought of beacon not being like new orleans. davina will be back… or give him a sign that she's alright. it's way overdue.

with a sigh (and his blood bag), steps out onto the stage and begins descending its side steps, determined to find something to preoccupy his time. with what, he doesn't know—that's all part of the adventure. he'll find something to entertain himself for an hour or several, and then…

well, something. first, he has to make it through the front door. ]

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[consecrates]

[ two weeks—and it feels like it's only been a few days has passed since she's decided to venture into the woods. funny how time works and feels here in beacon.

but more than the white oak branch, which she's still yet to find, davina's concern is more directed towards kol whom she's left. a part of her hopes that he hasn't left like the others did, forever dead in this already dead place; another part of her wishes that he's found a way to escape, to return to the living world. she knows the latter isn't going to happen, not while she's still in beacon, but she can hope.

the auditorium is still lit by the torch and her boundary spell remains undisturbed as she steps over the salt line, her gaze flickering around. something ... seems to have changed though, audible in the heavy footsteps of its other resident. ]

Kol? [ is that a blood bag? davina walks up to him, giving him a tight hug. ] You're still here.

[unpredict]

[ dropping his blood bag in the same careless manner he's dropped many of his victims in, he wraps his arms around davina before he realises what he's doing. then he's invaded with it all—her scent, her racing heartbeat, her voice, her warmth.

holding her a little tighter, he buries his head in her shoulder. that sense of relief he's been waiting to be smacked with hits him incredibly hard. he's spent the last fortnight trying to dull the incessant uncertainty and anger with other commitments when all he needed was a very short witch who smelt a little like… the woods.

although he hasn't quite ventured out into the woods with the intention of studying its smell, it's potent. there's only a second he spends berating himself for not looking deeper into its belly before he stops and focuses.

he smiles into her shoulder, ] A witch never leaves his coven… even if his coven stupidly would think that's smart.