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[ those soft squelching sounds, insistent and crying meows, and thumps you hear are accompanied by flashes of color and white fur. this is iskra, a cat, being absolutely impossible and absolutely adorable to her sometimes master (or perhaps more aptly put, subject) klaus mikaelson.

both of which the lucky audience of wonderland gets to see, quite candidly, in a moment. ] Iskra. [ klaus' admonishment is spoken in a gruff undertone but the affection is obvious; it's not the first nor does he expect the last time his afternoon companion will demand more attention than she's due. (but that doesn't mean he won't give it to her.)

he pulls the cat against his chest, his fingers spotted just some with paint. there are speckles of color on iskra as well, and her paws, one of which she lifts to nudge at klaus' chin, leaving behind a blue spot. he blinks but is nonetheless charmed by her familiar behavior despite himself. then, not to be outdone, she reaches to do the same to the canvas.

with a soft tsk of more admonishment, klaus teases her. ] A modernist, are we? A pointillist?

[ it's only then the movement of the recording video on his phone catches klaus' attention. ] Bloody— [ the "hell" bit is cut off, mostly because iskra leaps from klaus' arms to the paw the phone now too.

fin. ]

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You shouldn't say things like without being sure they're true.

It is true, though some future discretion wouldn't be amiss. [ he did entrust the secret of what he is and the majority of his weaknesses to fitz. he had also thought fitz understood the reason for his original reticence besides the obvious; now that the crisis is averted, his frustrations land here: with the man he has trusted and wants to protect. ]

I hadn't known they watch you so closely.

But you know I could be watched; I elucidated that much to you. You've inferred it yourself. [ if he weren't so frenzied by the harm that might have been done both to his alliance and to fitz, perhaps he wouldn't be so blunt. as it is, he could and would be blunter if the situation were not so neatly managed; he stops himself from demanding the employment of a little common sense. ]

I've fallen out of some habits.

[He understands secrecy, but he's never needed it in Wonderland. It makes him think of Sharon Carter and her ridiculous offers.]

How many vampires are here, aside from your sister and Damon?

None I see fit to reveal to you. [ particularly because that vampire is caroline, but also because it's none of fitz's business who or who not is a vampire. it certainly isn't in klaus' own interests to reveal them. that someone took liberties to do so has only resulted in something that could have threatened fitz's life and an alliance that he needs.

klaus pulls in a steadying breath because it hadn't turned out much worse. ] I suggest you fall back into those habits. There is more at stake here than your research. This is my family.

Do I want to know what you did to them?

Or is that above my paygrade as well?

[There was a time when he was content to sit at his level of classification. That was when the system was something trustworthy and hadn't broken in half.]

[ the first question catches him unawares—he's not expecting the deep cut of the accusation; the inference, but perhaps he should have. it cuts true and so it takes a split second to consider how leo might know even an inkling of details about his past sins, but the answer is obvious: fitz's assistant, no doubt filled in by his mystic falls friends.

it seizes and frightens him, the idea of leopold knowing examples and elaborations of what he's done, what he's capable of, and particularly now when their reconciliation has seemed within grasp. perhaps it's easier but no less important to address the petulance of his friend that threatens to overstep. but it's also the reason his anger settles, if not his agitation.

(he is blunt and scathing in his concern, sometimes. he sees it's hardly the way here.) ] If you are implying you are entitled to all my secrets and the secrets of all those I am not entitled to divulge, I would advise you to reevaluate what you are, actually, entitled to. I gave you my truths, my weaknesses, and my earnest offer of friendship. [ much more than he has ever offered. all fitz is entitled to. certainly all he need know to conserve the security of himself and his family.

and he's entitled to this truth as well, but klaus is hardly in a comforted place to communicate. ] As for what I did to them, I can assure you it were many horrible things indeed, but our alliance here ensures not only my safety but the safety of those I care about, including you. [ more than he or anyone else may yet realize.

he goes on: ] Perhaps you did not realize, but now you do. I've yet to earn your trust but I ask you to do me the favor of some respect. If not for me, then for those I need to protect.

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It isn't disrespect to want to know what's been invited into our lives, Klaus. If this Damon is ill-tempered enough to want seek vengeance by a slash-and-burn methodology, then risks extend to everyone within that lab. Cami already thinks I'm building an armory. They might be equally threatened.

Damon isn't an issue. I ensured that, nor do I believe he has any inclination or intention to harm you nor anyone else. [ it isn't disrespectful to want to know the dangers fitz might face. it is disrespectful to publicly (or privately) announce, imply, or infer the existence of vampires and then assume to know more after confidences are broken.

an issue he will press if need be, but for now damon's part in this is overshadowed by the mention of camille and this "armory." ] And why would she think that? She spoke to you?

[ The Damon conversation isn't going anywhere. Fitz is happy to abandon it. ]

She's concerned about your well-being, that's all. She wants to make sure you're safe. She has no reason to trust me.

[ Trust seems to be in exceptionally short supply all around. ]

[ klaus sees no part of this conversation going anywhere; it's apparent to him that fitz either does not grasp the damage done or doesn't care. he finds it ironic, to hear fitz detailing concerns about his well-being and the trust given to him. (it's hardly been symbiotic in the past, that trust between he and fitz, but his own takes a blow now.) ] I wonder why.

Until later. [ with that he puts his phone away. ]

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