1st ғʟɪʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ☽O☾ [video]

[malefice]

[ When the video feed comes to life, Isaac is lounging on a rather plush chair looking far more smug than he ever has in his life. He's got a cup of tea balancing on one of the arm rests and next to it a plate of biscuits - quite the sweet tooth at the moment apparently. Two things stick out like a sore thumb - the amount of stubble on the usually babyfaced teenager and the white gauze pad above his eyebrow. Of course when "Isaac" opens his mouth it becomes apparent quickly that either A) Isaac has developed a European accent or B) this isn't Isaac. ]

I'll say, one moment I was smack dab in The French Quarter and then I found myself here and I haven't a bloody clue how it happened.

[ He purses his lips a bit indignantly before speaking again. ]

And while I have to assume the company here is far superior to the company I was forced to keep there - I'm not a big fan of this unbreakable boundary spell. I'd like to meet the witch that cast it.

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[malefice]

[ Kol offers him a small smile, before an arched brow hitches up his forehead. ]

Who wants your kind destroyed?

[ Sounds far too familiar for his liking. ]

[what_he_needs]

The humans.

[He sighs.]

In return for my kind attempting to destroy them.