He slowly weaved in and out of dancing couples, seeking his next victim. Stefan had been on a wild bender for several days now, with no end in sight. Booze and blood – just the way he liked it. As he found his prey, he took a few steps before he felt a firm hand on his shoulder, holding him in place. Stefan turned his head, looking at the person to whom the hand belonged to. “Can I help you?”
In over nine-hundred years, Klaus Mikaelson had never found an age which suited him better than the 1920′s. The decade had only just begun, and while tragedy and loss were still a fresh wounds for him, he found distraction in the booze, jazz and easy access of blood. While he and his family had to play it careful in New Orleans once they set the city up as a safe haven for all supernatural beings, here he could be his true self.
Night after night, Klaus partook in every whim that he fancied. Life was an endless party and that suited him just fine. His favorite sibling became his partner in crime, and Rebekah had seemed to flourish as well, giving him a sense of pride. Though, despite the debauchery and free wheeling, even Klaus knew the boundary of what was acceptable. He would toe the line but never cross it, since he didn’t want to do anything to upset his new life.
Unfortunately for him, the handsome, yet reckless, blonde man on the dance floor didn’t seem to share that priority. Finishing his old fashioned, he decided to do something about it. Once he had the man’s attention, Klaus put on one of his more charming smiles. ❝ You’re starting to attract attention. I’m rather fond of this club and don’t feel like being chased out. Perhaps take it to the alley? ❞ He let his eyes sweep over the man for a moment, reconsidering as he found himself intrigued. ❝ Or come join me for a real drink. ❞
Attract attention? Him? Never.“ Is that so? Who appointed you my keeper? ” Stefan quipped, tugging his shoulder from the man’s grip and turning to face the other. He preferred to attract at least a little attention. Just so long as he could compel them to forget, Stefan was content with attracting said attention. “ I’m more of a solo man when it comes to drinking. A lone wolf, if you will. “
Cisco backup 