The only mercy Stefan possessed in this situation had been the blood tie to the Chancellor standing before him. He’d known sides of her that only displayed between the other. However, his instinct in reading her body language to a safe-zone conflicted by extreme paranoia. Nobody fucked against the Authority and got away with it. Not unless you were Remus. His maker, and brother to Godric — her maker.
“If we’re talking reputations, Nora— lets talk yours. High respect at stake. Association with treasonous culprits? Mm. Lots of begging.” The younger vampire challenged, now conveying himself as duplicitous - desperate to keep his wits, refusing to surrender the desperation of racing emotions.
ooc. finding nina/paul gifs to match this was too time consuming. LOL. I suck.
“Yes, let’s talk my reputation indeed,” she mused, casting her eyes about the enclosure, isolated in seclusion of darkness as a collection of other undead vampires seeped inside, in sought haven of the gathering of mutual beliefs. She lent her lips to his ear, the rubied surface of her lips grazing the outer shell as she continued, “perhaps I’m here to stake my beloved cousin in his heart in order to teach him some bloody respect.” She reclined, eyeing him wholly, her irises glinting challenge. “How would that sit with you, Sheriff Salvatore?”
ooc; yeep — you cop out :3

Nina Dobrev & Paul Wesley photo by © Frank Ockenfels
Location: The Sanguinista’s headquarters in Alaska on a hidden island, known to a select few as one of the new age vampire enclaves. ( Not commonly known amongst the Authority, or any others, as it lacks any sign of civilization )
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{ Alarmed to the unexpected, the sheriff, unfroze, narrowing his eyes zeroed into the brunette’s exchanging glares. } What brings a Chancellor out to the boondocks of Alaska’s hidden storage? { His tone remained calm, more or less, unsure as to whether or not this was some sort of semi bust. }
ooc. will write headcanon/summary of this laterss :]
Although she had heard whispers amongst sources of reliability whom had rumoured Stefan’s presence, the sight at present, the vampire found a longer time to ingest than she had presumed. Quirking her dark brows skyward, the brunette responded brusquely.
“If i didn’t know better I’d call you wary, Sheriff; but your reputation would beg otherwise.”
