They're both taking chances and he knows it. Truths, seeing one another again, and doing so in the middle of New Orleans of all places, it was taking chances but he's enjoying it. Just like he's enjoying having her in his arms.
"Oooh, three works for me. In three months I can taste you... at least your blood." Maybe he's hoping for the rest much sooner given the way he says it.
"I did eat, but she's throwing off so much desire..." He glances up, seeing her staring. He's about to make another comment when the guide starts talking again.
"If you look to the peak of the building to your right, you'll see a stylized letter M. They're all over the city, built into the stones and permanent parts of the city," he says.
Kol shifts, sitting up a bit straighter and listening attentively now.
"Many believe it's the initial of a powerful family that once lived in the city. They were known to run secret parties that were weekends of debauchery. Sex. Drugs. Even deaths."
"There were no drugs," Kol muttered softly.
"And if you ask the right people, these parties are still going on to this day."
That makes Kol frown though, tensing.
"If you know the right people, maybe you can even get an invite, but be careful. Many believe this is why so many disappear in this city."
"None of them are in this city and haven't been for over a century," he hisses, mostly because he's confused, kind of because he wants her to know why he's bothered.
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"Oooh, three works for me. In three months I can taste you... at least your blood." Maybe he's hoping for the rest much sooner given the way he says it.
"I did eat, but she's throwing off so much desire..." He glances up, seeing her staring. He's about to make another comment when the guide starts talking again.
"If you look to the peak of the building to your right, you'll see a stylized letter M. They're all over the city, built into the stones and permanent parts of the city," he says.
Kol shifts, sitting up a bit straighter and listening attentively now.
"Many believe it's the initial of a powerful family that once lived in the city. They were known to run secret parties that were weekends of debauchery. Sex. Drugs. Even deaths."
"There were no drugs," Kol muttered softly.
"And if you ask the right people, these parties are still going on to this day."
That makes Kol frown though, tensing.
"If you know the right people, maybe you can even get an invite, but be careful. Many believe this is why so many disappear in this city."
"None of them are in this city and haven't been for over a century," he hisses, mostly because he's confused, kind of because he wants her to know why he's bothered.