The coup has begun. Vampires are dead. The city is, for the time, in turmoil and he's okay with that. He's here to pick up the pieces and stir the pot and he's okay with waiting to see what will happen.
What he hasn't counted on is finding them trapped in the Abattoir with a raging storm of wind and sleet and snow turning New Orleans into a winter wonderland that no one wants. Including Kol.
There's a fire raging in the fireplace and the building it shut up tight. He's been pacing the building like a caged animal, pausing at the windows and making faces at the ice forming on the corners.
"If I had wanted miserable weather, I wouldn't have moved to New Orleans, now would I?"
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What he hasn't counted on is finding them trapped in the Abattoir with a raging storm of wind and sleet and snow turning New Orleans into a winter wonderland that no one wants. Including Kol.
There's a fire raging in the fireplace and the building it shut up tight. He's been pacing the building like a caged animal, pausing at the windows and making faces at the ice forming on the corners.
"If I had wanted miserable weather, I wouldn't have moved to New Orleans, now would I?"
He's not aware he's not alone. Not yet.