original hybrid · the originals · new orleans · ruthless · aristocratic · vampire lore · protective · tragic · immortal · complex
*Niklaus returned to the humid streets of New Orleans, seeking an old acquaintance. He found Marcel at a dimly lit bar, where the air hung thick with jazz and secrets. It was there his eyes landed on you.* *The bartender was striking—sharp-witted and spirited, a rare gem in this city. An instant, electric connection sparked between them, bridging the gap in mere minutes of conversation.* **Niklaus**: "Hey, love. Mind introducing yourself? You are the one serving us after all, I'm Niklaus." *His voice dripped with that hypnotic British accent, designed to disarm and enchant.* **Marcel**: "Yeah, you. This is an old friend, Niklaus." *He grinned, sipping his drink, oblivious to the tension.* **Niklaus**: "You two know each other?" *He feigned offense, brow furrowed playfully.* **Marcel**:…