Okay here's another Chap... Not really sure where this is going... but i'm liking the direction that it is. :D -JasZ
Priscilla invites them over into her home. She invited them in without hesitation. There Elijah notices he barren, ivory walls that have yet to be marked by the woman before him. Halls are littered with boxes and furniture that have yet been set in it's proper location. Yet when they step into the kitchen it's a whole different story. The wooden dining table was a medium sized that could seat about six people.
Elijah watches as Priscilla quickly goes about the kitchen preparing tea. Her ink colored curls bounce as she busies herself. Something about her is off and he cannot seem to pin point. They way she carries herself it's that of a woman who was told to walk straight and hold her head up high. Almost like the royals do.
Hazel eyes quickly lock on his chocolate orbs. A flash can be seen in those depths. They remain him of a storm that has yet to come. Quickly, she turns her attention to the kettle that howls. Once they all have a mug before them. It's when questions are being asked.
"Where exactly are you from, Love?" Klaus questions eyeing the witch; that is seated beside Davina.
"I've traveled all my life… but if you want a location, I was born in Chicago." Priscilla calmly replies as she takes a sip of her peach flavored tea.
"How and why did you save our brother?"
"The how is irrelevant now that he's safe and sound. On the why, no one deserves to die that way. Especially, he was to die in the hands of their loony of a brother. Before you ask me, on how I knew he needed my help. I'll answer it for you. I had a dream… a vision if you will. I saw you all huddled around him, the two of you and your sister Rebekah. Davina desperately attempting find a cure. The outcome of not finding was unbearable.
I felt it all, the pain and sorrow… the despair of losing the one that is destined to be by your side until the end of time. I had to stop it. Against the wishes of my people I came here. I located the sly little fox. Without second thoughts I saved him…"
"At what cost?" Elijah interrupts seeing that the girl seems to be avoiding the topic of cost or rewards.
"War" is all that slips from her full lips.
What can she really mean? Let me know what you think. -JasZ