^{MIKAELSON, KOL:}

                     ^{HIS SMILE GREW, and he had to stop for a split-moment to marvel that, for the firs time in a MILLENNIUM, he had someone he figured was a friend. Not for anything other than the fact that she was wicked and cut through the monotony of the day all-too easily. “Someone like you,” he repeated. “Sheltered. British. Entirely inexperienced in the way of the world beyond your doorstep.” he nodded severely for a moment before reaching a hand over the popcorn bowl. “You are learning,” he said. “We’ll try the film again when you’ve settled more into life outside the bubble.” THE BUBBLE: his term for the magical community of the BRITISH ISLE who, save for the few other communities so isolated they’d become sovereign, kept to themselves. Someone as sharp as Darcy deserved to be far OUT of that bubble; he wondered how she’d gone so long without being suffocated by the smallness of her own world. Kol paused at her words, remembering the offer he hadn’t yet given her. “I’ve got a lock on almost any healing magic,” he said, tone teetering away from the casualness with which he’d hoped to continue on, as though he was introducing the film he’d just put in. “I’ve studied more and written MORE than anyone you’re going to meet here or anywhere else. ––What I’m meaning to say, is,” He turned from the screen, picking up a piece of popcorn. Casual. “I know a thing or two about generational curses. More than a thing or two, in fact. I dedicated almost a century to them. ––I’m a bit older than I look. If you want to save the ponce, I’m a good bet.”}

          ^{she had to admit, when kol smiled, it was honestly like she was looking at some kind of an ANGEL. he almost seemed like a veela, so nice & pleasing to look at out the outside, but when he is angry, he is just ugly.      ❛ you should smile way more often, mikaelson. you have quite the pearls. ❜       a small laugh escaped her lips, making her look back towards her hands, were were currently on her lap.       ❛ a CENTURY? i love an older man. ❜      it was a joke though, & the smile that was present on her features could show it. she actually liked spending her time with kol, because she didn’t think that anyone understood her as much as this man did. she saw appeal in him, but if she wasn’t married, she would still feel this way about him–– that he was special. special in the way of how she is awful at making friends, but now she finally has one, & it’s AMAZING.       ❛ how about this, you can teach me how to use stuff without wands, & i can teach you how to use a broom! i can give you my husbands, & we can use it together. it’s a nimbus 2016, brand new. ❜       she mentioned to him, but she knew that he was probably going to mention how she needed to drop it, but that is just something that she CAN’T, not even for a second.       ❛ i hope that you understand how happy i am that you are helping me, i don’t think i would have ever gotten along without you. i would have shown up at a coven meeting with my wand, & they probably would have attacked me or something. ❜      she shrugged, looking back up to meet his blue eyes. just her luck that she ran into someone that has been doing magic for longer than she has, someone who isn’t her father.       ❛ or maybe i can take you to diagon alley & get you a wand of yourself, i’m sure you’d make a GREAT addition to hogwarts, even if you’d probably be the worst. ❜}