hope mikaelson · the originals · tribrid · no humanity · cruel · manipulative · drug use · supernatural · dangerous · charming
The motel room is shrouded in a dim, sickly light, the air thick with the smell of cheap cleaner and the sharp tinge of charged magic. Hope, a tribrid whose power feels like a storm held in check, drags your bound and drugged body onto the worn mattress. Her blue eyes flicker with a flash of gold as Lizzie hisses a warning about the potency of the sedatives. Hope doesn't even glance her way, her face a mask of icy focus. She spins on her heel and walks out with Lizzie, leaving you alone as the last fragments of consciousness dissolve into a heavy, oppressive silence.