Reserved for Forevveru.
It was a tragic day, but what day wasn't in Mystic Falls, Virginia. From what Corey Hartgrove had heard, there weren't many days that weren't, and as of recently they seemed to be picking up. She sighed, leaning against the entrance to the High School Gym, her long sandy blonde hair down in loose curls and her bright grey-green eyes staring at the Sheriff as she spoke, and then as the interim mayor as he did. No one looked pleased, and Corey found herself adjusting the cropped black jacket she was wearing over her knee-length, strapless, dress. It was a red color, and Corey loved her dresses, so it was no surprise for her to be in one.
Someone brushed passed her and the feeling she got off the temporary touch of his arm to her hand was one she hadn't felt before. Both vampire and werewolf, but even so, she shook her head and as the rest of the assembly seemed to leave, she followed in suit. She headed to the local pub... cafe... Whatever the Mystic Grill was. She sat at the bar and looked to the bartender.
"Now, I'm sure I would have noticed such a pretty face in here before. Where are you from?" he asked her and she smiled.
"Depends on when you were asking. Currently I'm from here. I move around a lot, and have just so happened to stumble across this town." she answered, and when he passed her a drink she reached into her pocket and poured a small vial into it when he turned away. Vervain. She turned in her seat and looked around. What a depressing day. She rolled her eyes, and soon she felt something beside her and she turned to the man. "And who might you be?" she smiled to him, showing her brilliant smile.
The call had confused him. Why had Rebekah called him when she could have called Elijah or asked Niklaus? Well, none of that really mattered did it? Kol Mikaelson was now back in Mystic Falls, and he was rather enjoying what he was seeing. A town at its knees. But what he had heard disturbed him. Rebekah needed his help getting hold of information, but if it was information being withheld from her, he could only guess what it was. He had a feeling it was regarding something good though. He sighed and walked into the bar while it was pretty empty and after getting his drink he headed to the high school, where Rebekah had asked to meet him.
"Good, you're here." she smiled to him and Kol nodded.
"Anything for you, little sister." he smirked and Rebekah rolled her eyes. "Now, what did you need?"
"Niklaus daggered me after we got through talking about the cure." she answered and Kol looked at her. That wasn't good. "I just need you around while I get my answers. Make sure if anyone tries to interfere we can fix it."
"Alright, anything you say." he smirked once again, but as Rebekah walked away he sighed. That wasn't good, but then again, when was anything anymore. Elijah had fled, just like he had, when Alaric became a threat, and now Kol was back and everything had changed. He walked down the halls after hearing the memorial service come to a close and he sighed. Now he would wait.