1 | [ holo / location: sanctuary ]

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

Three days in this dank, godforsaken tomb. It was three days too long without blood, as far as Katherine was concerned. There wasn’t even a single rat in sight; she was so hungry she’d probably lower herself to eating vermin by now. With a quiet exhalation, the vampire slouched against the clammy rock of the tomb’s wall, losing her balance as the solid rock behind her back disappeared abruptly and the darkness was replaced with artificial light.

"What the—!" Katherine hissed and braced one hand against the floor, bowing her head to shield her eyes from the sudden brightness. Slowly, Katherine raised her chin and blinked at the chamber amidst her hair, bewildered. This was a far cry from the musty tomb she’d occupied just a moment ago. How? A moment of sheer, wide-eyed panic gripped at her as she immediately considered the Originals, but a few deep breaths returned her ability to think straight. It couldn’t be. Damon had imprisoned her in that damn tomb, sealed by the Bennett witches’ spell; no vampire could get out once they stepped inside. It had to be someone else, and Katherine was willing to bet they couldn’t be worse than Klaus.

Despite her blood-starved body protesting at every move, Katherine straightened from her slouch and cast a critical eye down at herself. She was a mess; still wearing the wrinkled, knee-length black dress, dirt smudging her skin that had taken on a slightly sickly, ashen pallor – she could only imagine the dark circles bound to sit under her eyes. Her straightened hair hung down her shoulders, a curtain of limp frizz instead of the mass of curls she normally sported. She scoffed at the state of her and cursed Damon all over again. Caroline and that backstabber Lucy, too, while she was at it.

But she had a more immediate objective now, such as getting out and feeding. Oh, and a shower.

"Very well. I’ll bite," Katherine finally drawled wryly, smirking at her pun as she glanced about. "Hello? Anybody home?"

Preferably someone filled with nice, juicy veins full of thick, warm blood. Humming a soft sound of amusement at the thought, Katherine wet her dry lips and addressed the empty room again, her attitude remarkably lackadaisical for such an evidently unwell person in an uncertain situation.

"Nobody obviously taught you people manners. It’s rude to keep a lady waiting."

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[ voice ] 1/ maybe three also SCREEEEEEEAM

[allthefunever.livejournal.com]

[ so this is just... silence. because damon knows that voice, that face. he hasn't seen her since the 1800's, but how could he forget? (especially with elena around, now.) ]

[ voice ]

[allthefunever.livejournal.com]

And it isn't even my birthday.

[ voice ] DONE also he is basically about to die here.

[allthefunever.livejournal.com]

Gee, Katherine, you're really looking your age these days. Rough night?

[ voice ] SOB this will go well. or not.

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

[...There's a pause as Katherine tries to figure out what the hell is this even. Damon, you're so not Katherine's favorite person right now, so excuse her if she's a bit short and snappy.]

You would know, Damon.

[ voice ] SO MANY HORRORS

[allthefunever.livejournal.com]

Actually, I wouldn't. That's what happens when people haven't seen each other in a long, long time.

I have to say, memory flattered you. Were you always this haggard?

[ visual ] 1/idefk.

[virtued.livejournal.com]

[ ...there is no mistaking that voice. the necklace, her posture, the way she moves and how she speaks give her away - nevermind the fact that he just saw elena. ]

[ visual ] 2/?

[virtued.livejournal.com]

[ elena is not going to take this well. perhaps stefan should've told her katherine was back after all. ]

[ visual ] 3/4.

[virtued.livejournal.com]

[ oh dear god, damon. ]

[ visual ] 4/4 DONE.

[virtued.livejournal.com]

Katherine.

[ voice ]

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

[First Damon, now Stefan? Oh, this is just too rich. Katherine's pinpointed the source of the sound to be that little gadget on the pedestal not too far away. That is, if you're not a starved vampire. She isn't mustering up the strength quite yet to pick herself up and walk over to the thing. She knows Stefan can hear her just fine like this.]

Stefan? This is certainly a new twist in the story. Is this an upgrade or something?

[She means the tomb, but is blissfully unaware Stefan has no idea what she's talking about. This will be fun.]

[ voice ]

[adeadringer.livejournal.com]

[ elena sees this and can't believe her eyes. that face is hers. it's hers but the girl is not her, not at all, and she's got a sinking feeling she knows who it really is.

she's not about to respond to this - or at least, that's not her intention. but unfortunately for her, the tablet accidentally clicks onto the voice function in her hands, and katherine is likely to hear elena attempt to get her (currently unneeded) breathing under control. ]

[ voice ]

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

[The vampire hearing picks up on the distressed breathing on the other end just fine. Katherine is just achy and starving and not in the mood to walk over to the pedestal to pick up her device. With a roll of her eyes, she speaks up wryly.]

If you insist on simply just panting at me, I reserve the right to charge you dollar ninety-nine per minute for having to listen.

[ voice ]

[adeadringer.livejournal.com]

[ she knows she should turn the tablet off, go find stefan or damon and ask if it's even really who she thinks it is. but who else could it be? who else has she - does she, apparently - share a face with?

she should turn it off, but she's paralyzed with fear. how is it possible? how can katherine be here? what does she want? what will she do to elena if she finds out about her?

so she doesn't turn it off. she just stares at it where she dropped it on the bed, as if katherine will come out through the screen and attack her if she comes any closer. ]

audio;

[wildflowerstill.livejournal.com]

Oh, fuck you.

[Very polite, Lexi.]

audio;

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

[Ew. She knows that voice. Yes, Lexi, she stalked you with Stefan in your precious Bon Jovi concert.]

Ugh, any appeal I might've begun to feel towards this new development just crashed and burned. What are you doing here?

audio;

[wildflowerstill.livejournal.com]

[Katherine, get a fucking life.]

I'm not answering shit. Let's ask you the same question.

[voice]

[vikingvampire.livejournal.com]

Haven't you heard patience is a virtue?

[voice]

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

Certainly. It was just never one of my strongest suits. What exactly am I supposed to be patient for?

[voice]

[vikingvampire.livejournal.com]

The usual set of people who tell all the new arrivals everything about Taxon. Unless someone's already explained?

[ voice ] i am not sorry.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

[ ...elena's acting a little weird, but dawn will gloss over that for a second in favor of concern. ]

...Elena? Oh my God, are you-- when did you leave? I didn't even notice, I am the worst friend and I'm sor-- ugh, not the time. Are you okay? Is Stefan coming to get you? I can, if he isn't.

[ voice ] sob oh lord ilu <3

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

[What's this, now? Elena's friend? Elena is here, too? Oh, this just keeps on getting more and more interesting. Katherine doesn't know who this person is, but that never stopped her before.]

I'm... not feeling so well. [Which is true. She's starving. She injects an appropriate amount of misery in her tone.] I don't know if Stefan got my message. Could you come?

[ voice ] screeeeeeeeeeam.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

Yeah, of course. Just give me a minute, okay? I'll be right there. Do you need anything?

[ voice ]

[deniedthesight.livejournal.com]

Ma'am, I need you to listen to me very carefully. [ helpless, sickly looking young woman asking for help? angela's do-gooder cop senses have just kicked in. ] Do you still require assistance?

[ voice ]

[whoneedsrules.livejournal.com]

[Katherine perks up at the new voice floating from the device that is still perched on the pedestal not far from her. Oh, how she loves do-gooders. They can be so useful; in more ways than one. However, as Stefan was on his way with the blood, she probably should play this one safe. Interjecting an appropriate edge of thankfulness into her tone, Katherine speaks up.]

Oh, no, thank you. My friend is coming to get me as we speak. I appreciate the kind offer, though, Miss...?

[She lets the sentence trail off questioningly. Katherine had a habit of always trying to stay on top of things, and she might as well get started on her mental list on the Taxon citizens.]

[ voice ]

[deniedthesight.livejournal.com]

Dodson. Angela Dodson.

[ it's probably a good thing for katherine that this transmission is in voice, though it's possible that her ability doesn't allow her to see influence or people's past transgressions via the the tablet. for the time being, she just thinks that katherine is a young girl who's been held captive for who knows how long, though she's a bit suspicious that she's so calm about all this. ]