Every inch of Karaya's skin crawled when Klaus walked in. After Caroline broke, and made her next shot after getting a couple of balls in, Karaya made her move which did not go as planned. Her nerves were on edge and she watched the cue ball fly off the table and she walked over to where it landed near Klaus. The pool cue wasn't in her reach, but that didn't mean she didn't have other things to poke into Klaus. She often dreamed about killing him, and her father told her that was unhealthy, but he had noticed that since the incident at the school she had become a much better shot. After she picked up the ball and headed back over to Caroline, she tossed it to her, though once Caroline his the ball again she sunk a few more balls.
"You're off your game, Ray." Caroline commented and Karaya shrugged.
"Maybe I am, but what can I say? I'm a little bit drunk." she said, making a pinching motion with her thumb and index finger. Caroline shook her head with a smile.
"Every hunter I know drinks a lot. You're going to die of liver disease." she chuckled and Karaya laughed.
"Maybe. Alaric and I have been training a lot more lately, with dad being busy with all the other things. Besides, Alaric is a bit more fun to train with. He let's me use my handmade targets. We're actually supposed to have an early morning training session. Want to come watch?" she asked and Caroline shook her head.
"Nah, I'll have to help clean up the gym. I have to say I am proud of you. Haven't glared at him in two whole minutes." she said and Karaya shrugged.
"I want to enjoy my night out." Karaya said before she took up her cue and she made her shot. "Besides, I can glare at him anytime. Not like he'll be going anywhere. What with Elena to torture and us to play around with? Can't always give him that kind of satisfaction, you know?"
Damon rolled his eyes when Klaus came over and pulled out his phone, texting Alaric. He needed actual company too it seemed. A nice little number to feed from and his drinking buddy. That would be an amazing combination. Booze, friends, and blood. That sounded like an opening to a really good party, and Damon really liked the sounds of it. Still, he could hear Karaya and Caroline's conversation, though mostly involuntary, but he couldn't help but to agree with Caroline's statement. All of the hunters in town were heavy drinkers. He remembered how Karaya's father, a man who despised him, bought them all drinks after the incident at the high school. Since then he had seen a drastic change in that family. They were both more driven and he could have swore that they would kill him on sight.
He turned to Klaus. "Well, I'm sorry to bum you out, but can I just not drink in peace? I need to be away from the house... from everything, and being around you is not being away from everything." he hissed, and he turned back to Maggie. "Really, don't mind him." he told her before downing his drink and when Alaric showed up he sat down beside Damon and looked at the red head beside him.
"Hey Damon, hello miss." Alaric smiled. "Alaric." he introduced himself and soon his drink was put before him, "Thanks."
Damon then looked to Klaus, remembering something. "I thought you were leaving town?" he remembered, and soon Alaric looked around and noticed the overall atmosphere. Still, Damon didn't wait to hear Klaus' answer before turning to Maggie. "You know, he's not really a full local like I am. Just pops in every once in a while."
[sorry it sucks.]