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[Help prepare some food, they said. It sounded easy enough. How could it be harder than helping out with prep at the Mystic Grill? It suited his skillset a lot more than rushing out to fight demons with superheroes and vikings, that's for sure. But the kitchen reality turned out to be messier than expected. When Landon returns to the room, he's in desperate need of a shower, covered in gore and sinew well past his forearms.

There's some fumbling with the doorknob before he pushes the door open, after some struggling to get it open with just his elbows. There's less mess that way, he thinks. And if he's lucky enough, he'll find the shower unoccupied and will be able to make a beeline for a more comfortable, less disgusting existence.]

(lizzie and josie didn't go to the cult gathering because after the expedition to the fortress lizzie wanted to keep her sister as far from that dark magic and creepiness as possible. but she does want to know what went down so while she texts blue for some answers she also ends up on hope's door, knocking loudly.)

( he's tired of pacing and wondering if jason is lying drunk or dead in a ditch somewhere, and quite frankly, it's getting late for either of those options. klaus helps himself to rummaging in jason's room, grabbing a worn shirt on top of his mussed sheets before making his way from hellburbia to the hotel.

kol doesn't answer his phone, and he's hesitant to approach his daughter with such a task — it's not her responsibility. however: taking the time to track down his brother doesn't seem worth the time and furthermore, perhaps he should put a little more faith in his daughter, as she's been very keen to let him know she'd like since her arrival.

with that decision, he knocks on her suite door, jason's shirt in hand. )

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[It's been a full day since the incident, but at last Landon's body begins to smoke and burn, tiny flames working their way up his sides before his body is finally swallowed up in a ball of fire. Despite the embers insisting on dancing at the bottom of the charred mattress, it puts itself out easily enough, and Landon sits up, coughing and brushing himself off.

That one felt kind of weird, actually. Coming back is never pleasant, but it isn't usually this achey. He rolls his shoulders as he looks for someone to fill him in.]

Hope?

[Is she feeling better? She doesn't look quote as goth right now.]

[Josie and Hope have never been people that make dedicated time for each other, even so much as they were friends, but currently, while high on all those feel good vibes, Josie's starting to think they should. It's honestly the best way for them to stay on the same page especially with how crazy Hell can get.

Josie may have ambushed her a little bit, but she came prepared. She brought cookies. She made whipped coffee drinks. She is ready for some girl chat.

In a scene that's oddly reminiscent of that time she was possessed by Christmas, she holds up the plate in front of her when Hope appears and offers her a smile.]

Cookie?

(it's not until after the day elena tells lizzie what she found out about josie that lizzie reaches out to hope. she knows hope has been having a rought time lately too, so instead of starting with the bad news, she gives an offer.)

i don't know about you, but i could use a good scream

>> late july

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