Alaric sat in his office. Staring at nothing. Doing nothing.
He couldn't think of even one more thing to do, other than what they were already doing.
The situation with Kyle's ancestor was becoming critical. He and three of his most experienced team couldn't stop Phineas. The creature seemed to come and go as he pleased…if he ever actually went at all. He was likely still there.
At this moment, Dorian was studying the globe artifact that Phineas had been trying to take. He was always good at that sort of research, so Alaric hoped he could come up with something.
Right now they were running short on allies. He had told Jeremy to call Bonnie Bennett and get her help as soon as he could.
He wished Caroline would come back, but she wouldn't even take his calls these days.
That was his own fault, he knew. Every time he called her the conversation devolved into phone sex. Or at least he tried to have phone sex with her. That worked only slightly better than when he tried it in person. At least she couldn't break any parts of him over the phone.
She was probably off with some super-sexy 500 year old vampire who looked like he was 17, just like her.
Meanwhile, here he was getting no action and fending off advances from a horny teenager.
Alaric knew this wasn't fair to Hope. After all, his shameful behavior, him acting like a horny teenager himself is what she was responding to. He didn't know if he could forgive himself for it.
He tried to take his mind off of Hope, but he couldn't. How could he fix this? How could he ever apologize for putting her through this?
Alaric had been upset thinking about Caroline finding out, but even more horrifying was the thought of Lizzie and Josie thinking something was going on with them. They already had a complex about Hope as it was.
The only thing he could do now is be straight with Hope and let the chips fall where they may.
The truth was, he could use her help on this Phineas thing. Hope was more than just a student, she was great in the field. Despite what he had told her, he would hate to lose a valuable team member like that if they couldn't work together.
He shook his head. What was wrong with him? She was a person! Not just a commodity.
First he ogled the poor girl, and now he was itemizing her skillset like she was some kind of mercenary hired-gun.
Damn, Ric, he thought, you're a real prince.
Just then his phone buzzed. He picked it up off of his desk and checked. It was a text from Jasper, the lazy-ass, nosy-ass, old-ass janitor they had hired.
Jasper was almost completely useless, but he didn't seem to bat an eye at all the weird stuff going down at the school. He kept about a third of the place clean at any given time, so that was something, at least.
The only thing is, Jasper seemed to always have something to say about how the school was run. Alaric liked to humor the old guy, but sometimes it got on his nerves.
Normally he was not in the mood for Jasper, but he needed something now to break up his train of thought.
It looked like Jasper had sent over an image. Alaric swiped on it to show it, and his jaw dropped when he saw it.
It was a photo of Hope Mikaelson, from tonight apparently. She was in the common area, and sitting so close to Jeremy Gilbert that she might as well be in his lap.
Fucking Christ, those fat TITS! Alaric couldn't help but think. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as soon as he thought it. Thoughts like those were how he got into this trouble with Hope in the first place.
He looked back at the image. She was looking up at Jeremy like she was in love. Jeremy was looking into her eyes.
Jasper had captioned the photo:
We running a house of ill-repute? Look at how this girl is dressed! I thought we had uniforms? Don't know if I want to be associated with an establishment such as this.
Alaric didn't respond to the text, but the photo had made him feel a lot better.
Hope's declaration of love, or whatever that was had only been a teenage flight of fancy! She had already moved on to Jeremy Gilbert.
He felt a weight lifted off of his shoulders. He wouldn't have to have a talk with her after all.
Jeremy wouldn't take advantage of Hope, so Alaric had no fears there. He would let her down easy, just as he had done for a lot of the girls here who hit on him…including Lizzie, if he remembered correctly.
Then maybe Hope could focus her energy on the Phineas Carter situation. They could work together again.
Despite the likely presence of a murderous entity on the campus, Alaric felt better than he had since last night. Suddenly he was very hungry.
He got up and went out the door, heading down to the kitchen to grab himself a snack.
Around the same time, Dorian was hard at work in his office/lab. He had the globe artifact and was trying to get some answers on it.
Emma Tig sat behind him in his chair. He would need her to enact some spells to try to activate, or possibly block, this thing.
"I can't believe that creature shrugged off my spells so easily." Emma said.
Dorian knew she blamed herself for Phineas getting away, but that was just the way they were. Each one of them blamed themselves. Dorian felt bad for letting the thing get out of his chains.
Those chains were working! He thought. Just a little bit more and he would have been down!
"Emma, it's cool. If not for you we wouldn't have had a chance against that thing."
Dorian had the globe under a powerful microscope. Most of the time this yielded exactly nothing, but this time he wasn't so sure.
"Check this out," he said, "I don't think these are normal metallic striations. I actually think this is a man-made pattern or code!"
He heard Emma get up from the chair and walk up behind him.
Dorian knew he was onto something. He was getting that familiar tingle when he would get close to figuring out a mystery of spell. Very exciting.
Emma said. "Well, let's see what we're working with here."
She slid her hand down the front of Dorian's pants into his underwear and grabbed a fistful of his black cock.
Dorian sighed. "Emmmma...?" He said in a warning tone.
"Yes?" She replied softly, matter of factly. Her lips right next to his ear.
"What are you doing?" He said, trying not to laugh.
"I told you," she said, "I'm seeing what we're working with." She began slowly pumping his cock inside of his pants.
Ahhhhh that feels good! He thought. But they didn't have time for this now.
"Emma, we have to figure this out! That thing is still out there, girl. Come on, now!" He gently but firmly grabbed her hand and pulled it out of his pants. She didn't try to fight him.
She sighed, heavily. "Oh, alright." She said.
"But since we're on this subject…" He said, as he readjusted his dick in his underwear.
"Yes?" She said, hopefully.
"Would you mind breaking Ric off a little ass, sometime?"
"Excuse me, WHAT?" She barked out at him in an offended manner.
But Dorian was unperturbed by her tone. He went on.
"I think Ric could use a little action about now, and I know he hasn't been getting any. It could really help."
Emma was shaking her head violently. "NO. Hell, no. I'm not giving him any! You're crazy!"
"But it's for the good of the school, Emma."
"Like Hell it is!" Emma yelled at him.
"Think of it like this," Dorian said, "Ric's in charge, and he's making decisions that affect all of us. He needs to clear the cobwebs out or we might all end up getting killed!"
She snorted out laughter. "That's a bit of a reach, Dorian."
Dorian shook his head. "I don't think so. In fact, I believe this so much that I already approached Caroline…"
Emma was clearly shocked. "You asked her to screw him?! How are you still alive?!"
"Vervain." He said, flatly.
Emma was laughing richly now, highly amused, but she still wasn't having it. Her head was still shaking 'no'.
"You ever think there's a reason Alaric isn't getting any?" She asked. "He must not know what he's doing!"
"Girl, this isn't for you! This is to get him off, that's the whole idea here."
Dorian was laughing now, too. He thought he had her at least thinking about it…
"No, I can't. I can't!" She said, laughing hysterically, waving her hands in front of herself.
Dorian decided not to push it. She hadn't used her magic on him, so at least there was that.
"Alright, alright I just thought I would ask. Now can we please look at this globe?"
Man, Ric is a hard sell. He thought.
Dorian stepped back as Emma went to look into the microscope. As he did so, she reached out and caressed his dick through his pants.
"Emma you are acting a fool, girl!" Said Dorian, laughing.
Then Emma released Dorian's python, went into business mode and started her examination.
Dorian was waiting, intent on what she had to say about it, when the door opened and someone came in.
It was Alaric.
"Hey guys, any news?" He said. He had half a sandwich in his hand.
Emma's head snapped up when she heard his voice. She stared at him for a quick second, then her head whipped around and she locked eyes with Dorian.
They both burst out laughing, and couldn't stop themselves for almost a minute as Alaric looked on, confused.