There’s Something In The Static I’ve Been Having Revelations; Eleanor Hildegard - Blog Posts

she held a of respect for nikolas's parents, honestly she was proud of any parent who actually care for their child's well being. however, she also didn't know the divide that was created thanks to her death. her vision was blurry, but there was no mistaking klaus's voice. turning towards the sound, he was already beside her, letting out a sigh of relief she took his arm. "do you know what is happening? i don't understand, klaus i was in a grave and i crawled out of it..." this was all so overwhelming, eleanor quickly began to feel panic rise from her chest. "i don't understand..." she repeated, as the world began to spin.

He hasn't expected to see her given she was meant to be dead. But the moment he did, he stepped out of his car and made a v-line towards Eleanor. Klaus dismissed the person that Eleanor had been trying to get the attention of before she stepped in next to her. "Eleanor," he said, reaching out an arm to support her if she was going to fall before looking at her over. "Lets get you inside."

finally, someone was willing to say something. eleanor took a deep heavy breath before walking closer to the man. "a lot lost." she admitted before rubbing her eyes, ever since leaving the graveyard her vision had been blurry. all of her bones ached and each muscle felt as if it was stuck, like she was a tin person who lacked oil. "i need a phone and i don't have any money, but i need to talk to my fiancee." she also needed a shower, water, and food, but the main worry was always nikolas.

Coffee mug in hand, Damon trots down the steps of his porch for the morning paper. He takes stock of the lawn care ads, grocery store coupons, and someone else's mail in the box when he notices the blonde staggering through the street. Damon's half attempt at a wave seems to go unnoticed, but something about her distress reads a little less hungover than he'd prefer. "This can't be good," he mutters to himself, thinking only twice before slamming the mailbox shut. "Get a little lost?" he calls out, and takes a few steps toward her, where the reality of her disarray becomes apparent, "Or ... a lot lost?"

placing her hands on her chest, eleanor nodded to the other. "yes please, i'm looking for someone and well..." she trailed off, trying to think of some way to explain what had just happened. one moment, she was bracing for impact, taking one last look at nikolas as he did the same. then she woke up in a coffin, six feet under the ground and she wasn't sure how much time had past. looking at tris with wide eyes, tears welled in her eyes as memories flashed through her brain. "i'm sorry, i just went through something really traumatic and i don't think i'm handling it very well. do you know where we can get some water?"

unfortunately disorientation had become something a little too familiar for the vampire. ever since her transition. spotting the woman a good distance away, tris' newly sensitive hearing picked up a bit of confusion lacing her voice. recently they had not been one to butt into anyone else's business. in fact she would rather stay on the periphery completely. though there was something about the other that drew tris in. so instead of turning the other way, the vamp made their way over to her. " you seem a little lost. i don't really know the place, but i can try and help. "