A Tit For Tat, OPEN

[Annaliese Rousseau]

Annaliese

Anna kept to herself as she made a swift movement into the grill. Tonight would be her night to relax and enjoy herself. She wasnt looking for a blood bag on two legs tonight, she had found that previously. Nice looking brunette with a pair of legs to die for. She made her way to the bar, sliding herself up on a stool, deciding on which poison she would choose tonight, she needed alcohol.

She had been tracking a certain hunter that had tried to get the one up on her a few states back when he had been hunting vamps. She had been careless and gotten herself noticed when he was hunting another set of vampires at the time. Needless to say she had her fun with him, stringing a piece of him over Virgina's state line. He had more than pissed her off, calling her a monster and an abomination. Just because she needed blood to live didnt make her a monster in her eyes. She was after all normal like every living creature. Humans needed food and ate meat, to her humans were her meat supply.

After deciding that a few shots of Bacardi 151 was in order she leaned towards the bartender, ready for a few drinks to start with. "5 shots of Bacardi 151." She said to the bartender as she crossed her legs and looked around the place. She had heard about this club, and what went on behind its doors. Humans were interesting creatures as they always seemed to be fascinated by their kind when they learned of their existence. What was it with humans and their love for the undead?

Anna would never understand, all of her centuries she would never understand the human race and their ever changing times. But she did hang onto one thing, no one could ever be trusted. Even to her past and present she couldnt find a soul she could trust. And that was why she was always alone, even tonight she was alone in her travels. To some it would seem a lonely life, but to her it was how things should be. Never let your lovers live past the night and never be heartbroken, and never find yourself at the mercy of a hunter. Kill or be killed...and in her long immortal life...Anna had never had a problem enjoying a good kill.

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[Zanya Sanchez]

Zanya had been kept moderately busy that evening. She had little time to herself, and her thoughts were haywire. When the bell at the entrance chimed, signally the entrance or departure of another customer, Zanya actually looked up from her work to see who it was. She couldn't stop the pang in her chest when she realized it wasn't who she had been hoping for. She hadn't seen Hayden since the night of the Masquerade. She had left him after he confessed about his alignment with Klaus and after a few words of wisdom she hoped he listened to. She was torn up over him. He hadn't tried to contact her, and she doubted that he would. Zanya had thrown herself into her work, even taking up dance again, just to distract herself from her thoughts of him. She knew, deep down, that she'd end up hurt if she continued this infatuation with him, but she didn't want to say that she didn't fight for her happiness. She honestly believed that she could be happy with him, if he opened up and let her.

Though she was disappointed with the newcomer not being the person of her choice, Zanya had to take notice of the beauty that she was. Everything about her, her stance, her clothes, her elegance, reminded the Latino of the Victorian Ages. When the young woman made her way up to the bar, Zanya gave her a friendly smile. It was protocol for her to ask for her license, but as she leaned forward to ask, the familiar scent of death hit her nostrils and her nose flared before she pulled back and gave the woman a charming smile. She was a vampire, so she'd let this one slide. She understood that even though they didn't age physically, they were normally a lot older than their appearance made everyone believe.

Getting her shots ready, Zanya filled up the five glasses and pushed them towards her and then placed the rest of the bottle before her with a knowing smile. The only reason vampires ever came to a bar was either because they were trying to drink away their pain and loneliness, or they were trying to have a good time. Zanya wasn't quite sure which category this woman fit in, but she'd leave for her own expense. "Anything else?" she asked while she set up the woman's tab.

[Annaliese Rousseau]

Annaliese

Anna heard the woman speak and shot her eyes upward in a quick movement as she tilted her head slightly to the right. She had caught the scent of dog when she walked in but as the girl had moved closer she could smell it was coming from her, curiousness caught Annas attention as her eyes narrowed. So this town also had werewolves. Good to know, but thankful a full moon wasnt exactly close she felt more at ease. Keeping what she was away from the wolfs knowledge would work to Annas benefit as all she wanted to do tonight was drink, casual enough for her.

Taking out a pack of cigarettes she placed one in her mouth and lit it and took a long drawl off of it before letting it seep out of her nostrils. "Cheese fries and an ashtray." She said her accent seeping through just a little and her eyes locked with the womans. She was pretty, a nice body and a latina flare that Anna recognized. The girl was interesting enough so maybe if the time called for it she would need to use her for information on this town, as Anna had only been passing through.

But she might stay a while, figuring a town of vampires, werewolves and a power she felt when she entered Mystic Falls was enough to spike her interests. And she wondered who really ran this town. Hearing rumors and stories of this place for centuries she finally decided to seek it out, and now that she had she was finding it was exactly as she had thought, a laying ground for a handful of supernaturals. But why had her mind reeling with questions.

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[Zanya Sanchez]

Zanya watched as she pulled out a cigarette and pressed it between her thin lips. She was about to warn her, the protective instinct on her part, that they would be her death when she remembered that she was already dead. Shaking her head, Zanya sighed and wiped off the counter. Hearing her order, she silently nodded her head and moved to place it in the kitchen after putting the ashtray before her.

On her way, she thought about the woman's voice. She had an accent that screamed old. Zanya was curious as to what era the woman derived from. She only had a few decades on her, but this woman had to have more than just twice as many. Making her way back to the bar with her order, Zanya placed the fries before her with a smile. "So, what brings you to Mystic?" she asked kindly.

[Annaliese Rousseau]

Annaliese

Anna breathed deeply as she sucked in the smoke, letting it out slowly through her nostrils. She knew it would take quite a few of these to get her feeling relaxed and calm but she hoped the alcohol would help with that. She heard the bartenders question and she pondered a few moments. Really what brought her here was the stories she had heard, the feeling of magic all around this place did spike her interests and she wondered what the local food tasted like here.

"Lets just say I like to mix business with pleasure." Anna said downing her shot and putting the glass down for another. "Anything special I should know about this town before I got exploring?" She asked as her blue eyes darkened and locked on the beauty before her. She looked like she could be some fun, But then again, Anna was a little hungry, she could always go for a bite to eat. The only thing putting her off was the smell of werewolf. Wasnt exactly her choice of blood.

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[Zanya Sanchez]

Zanya raised her brow at the woman's choice of words. She wouldn't worry on that though. Shaking her head, Zanya gave her a kind smile. "I'm not sure that Mystic Falls is exactly the town to come for fun. Drama is more like it. There is a lot of drama in this town." she informed with a sigh and a roll of her eyes to show that she was sick of it. Everyone's business was always someone else's. That was another reason why she had left. Her image had been ruined, and she was still criticized by the elders of her church. They were slowly started to warm up to her again though. The women were much harsher than the men ever could be though. Zanya had thought she'd gain the sympathy vote from the women, but it was the men who had given her as such.

At the woman's question, Zanya smirked. She guessed that the woman probably already knew, but from one supernatural to another, she'd let her in on a little secret. "Stay in on the night of the full moon," she warmed with a charming smile before she went back to cleaning glasses.

[Amelia Honeycutt]

Amelia ran along beside Tyler, her hunger getting the best of her or she would have played more games on him like she had done back in the woods by hidinging behind a tree and pouncing on him. She was just hoping that the grill was open this early or she was not going to be a very happy camper. She didn't know why but the shifting always made her hungry.

At least now she had a job to actually pay for the food, rather than be the homeless mess she had been when she first arrived here. Just running here alone they hardly even broke a sweat which was definately a good thing. Amelia stopped in front of the building and went inside, the wonderful smell of food was enough to have her stomach growling all over again. "Where do you want to sit?"

[Tyler Lockwood]

As they stepped inside of the Grill, the smell of food overwhelmed him and his stomach growled loudly. Snorting, Tyler took Amelia's hand and pulled her towards on of the booths. On the way, he waved one of the waitresses down. He didn't want to wait for any service. He was starving.

As soon as they sat down, Tyler gave Amelia and smirk. "Told ya they'd be open. I don't think this place closes except from 2-5. We have about an hour leeway." he said with a small grin.

[Katherine Pierce]

Weeks had passed since Katherine and Hayden massacred the high school house party. Since the crime had been devastating to the city of Mystic Falls, she had felt that it would be best for her own well-being to skip town so that she would not be caught up in the investigation. Of course, after spending a month or so in Washington D.C. with the politicians in Capitol Hill, Katherine felt herself longing for her former home once more. She would not admit that it was her feelings for the Salvatores or Hayden which brought her back, but it could only be assumed that it was despite the fact that she was too stubborn to admit it. There was also the Klaus issue that she had yet to face. She couldn't live in constant fear of when he would make his move, it was time for her to live up to the mistakes that she had made in the past and face them.

The Mystic Grill was a perfect place for her to go so that she could get a feel for how the mood was around town. Her long chestnut hair was styled in voluminous waves, her staple hairstyle of choice. She wore a form-fitting black dress with a red belt and matching red pumps. Her eye makeup was smoky and she had some red lipstick applied to her lips. Her Lapis Lazuli hung from her neck.There was no need to pretend to be Elena anymore or stay under the radar. If Klaus wanted her, then she was here for the taking. Her manicured hand reached out for the door to the grill. Katherine pulled open the door and stepped inside. Almost immediately she was taken aback by the unmistakable, pungent smell of werewolves in the bar. Her face did not show a reaction either way. Katherine made a beeline towards the bar, passing by Tyler Lockwood and his female companion. Once she slid onto a barstool she raised a hand, gesturing to Zanya. "I'll have a bourbon. Neat. Please." Katherine looked down the bar towards another woman who sat a few stools away. There was a presence of power that the woman gave off, but she was not aware of her identity. New player in town?

[Annaliese Rousseau]

Annaliese

Anna listened to the woman as she explained about the drama and then her information confirmed itself as she was told to stay in on a full moon. Smirking she darkened her eyes. "I'll heed that warning, until then I have nothing to worry about." She said as she turned to see the more occupants of the grill. She couldnt help but get a whiff of what they were, their sweat made them smell even more like dog. Her eyes darted towards the bartender. "Guess its right, you do travel in packs." She said looking to the other werewolves. She was on her guard, it wasnt a full moon so she had nothing to worry about but she would make sure she didnt leave herself in a sticky situation as she took a shot and downed it.

She felt a little better as she sensed another vampire sit down beside her. At least there wasnt just wolves in this place. She eased into her own skin again as she made a motion for another shot from the bartender. Looking over to the vampire she looked her over, and noticed her necklace. Lapis. so Anna knew she was an old one with the luck of gaining a charmed piece to save her from the sun. Lucky vampire. Anna waited on her shot and leaned back in her chair, taking a long drawl off her cigarette. "Damn I think I came to the right town. Its crawling with supernaturals." Anna said to the bartender and the vampire. Interesting combination that werewolves and vampires coexisted.

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[Zanya Sanchez]

Zanya had somehow managed to get hooked with the night shift at the bar that night. It was a full moon, and she had successfully made it out of the bar on her first break in time for her change. Things were different this time around. When she came too, she didn't have that blood lust that always accompanied the shift. When she returned to her human skin, she was left feeling a little bit frisky. She hadn't seen Hayden that day, and for good reason. She was scared for him. Right now though, she wished she was in the comfort of his arms doing something a little more... active than chatting with the vampire before her. Though the woman intrigued her, she missed her own vampire.

"Packs?" Zanya asked, confusion in her voice until she saw Tyler Lockwood wave her down. Meeting his eyes, she saw the gold in his irises and the smell of wolf hit her nose. It also sparked her interest when she saw his nostrils flare and realization cross his features as he appraised her. Giving him a tentative nod, she silently promised him that she would be with him in a moment. As she refilled the woman's drink, another person joined them at the bar and Zanya had to do a double take. Hearing her order, she was about to ask for ID when she got a closer look at the woman. She looked just like Elena Gilbert, but she didn't. Zanya could tell that this was not the young teenager, but then who was she. As she got her drink for her, Zanya passed Annaliese a small smile. "That would be correct." she stated before she waved down a waitress to serve Tyler's table.

[Katherine Pierce]

Katherine gave the bartender a courteous nod before reaching for her glass. Her fingers wrapped around the round glass, lifting it up to her lips and allowing the warm liquid to slip down into her throat. It burned its way down, just the way she liked it. She set the glass down an looked over to the vampire who was seated beside her. "Full moons mean nothing, not when you have access to a cure for certain injuries that one might acquire." Katherine was very well aware that she had not given Damon the whole vial of Klaus' blood, she was certainly no fool. To have a cure like that in the palm of her hand, well she would be stupid to let it go so easily.

She sighed. "The wolves are not our problem, Klaus is our problem. If you do decide to stick around, it would be wise for you to pick a side. Don't allow yourself to get caught on Klaus' radar." Her hand reached for the glass once again and Katherine took a longer sip of the drink before setting the glass back down. It probably wouldn't do you any favors talking to me, because I'm willing to bet he's keeping tabs on me right now." She extended her hand to the other vampire. "I'm Katerina Petrova, but I go by Katherine Pierce now. And you are?"

[Amelia Honeycutt]

"Hunger never gets easier in the ten years I have been a wolf," she said laughing softly when Tyler was picking on her, telling her that famous 'I told you so,' type phrase. Amelia smiled at him and picked a booth for them to sit at. Amelia had to admit that Tyler seemed like a really nice guy, too bad that he had to go through the same changes that she had to. She wouldn't even wish that kind of pain on even her worse enemy.

When the scent of a vampire crossed her nose is when she began to tense. Her fingers curled against the wood of the table, and her eyes scanned around the room, landing on the women at the bar. They were vampires. But since meeting Stefan she had come to find that some of them were not there to harm her, but all of that could change in a quick second. Just as long as they were nice to her she would be nice to them back. She just hoped that none of them knew her previous owner.

Clearing her throat and trying to relax a little she picked up the menu and started gazing it over. "Everything looks so good. I never thought I was so hungry until we came here. Thanks a lot Tyler!" She laughed a little trying to hide her obvious unease.

[Tyler Lockwood]

Tyler sighed sadly at her comment and followed her to one of the many booths occupying the restaurant. "I was hoping that I might get a little bit of a break with age, but it seems that wolfs are always hungry no matter how old they are." he comment with a snort as he thought of Imogen stuffing her face. She had grown up in the time of what Caroline Forbes had always tried to impersonate as Miss Mystic Falls, but some how none of the lady-like quality had rubbed off on her.

When someone walked by their table, Tyler tensed. There was no way he could ever Mistake Katherine Pierce for Elena Gilbert. Maybe physically they both looked alike, but their personalities were of two different worlds. It seemed that she didn't want to deal with a confrontation either, so Tyler let it be. A part of him wanted to warn his friends that she was back in town, but she wasn't his responsibility. Looking across the table, he saw Amelia's gaze on the two vampires at the bar. His eyes followed hers, and he caught sight of another werewolf. Turning back to Amelia, a grin was on his lips. "Don't worry. If a fight does break out, we have another team player." he teased with a smirk.

When she seemed to relax and look at the menu, Tyler gave her a crooked smile as he grabbed his own menu. He already knew what he wanted, but he might as well see some more options for next time. "You're very welcome," he said with a light laugh. "See anything you like?" he asked, hoping to help ease her nerves.

[Annaliese Rousseau]

Annaliese

Anna was interested in the vampire that spoke of Klaus. She knew that name, Niklaus. Being dead for 500 years you learned a thing or two about the head vampires. Originals they were called. Anna had never met any but she had heard of them. After all you have to start somewhere. The history of vampires was a little vauge but Anna never bothered to dig deeper or even involve herself in manners that were of no concern to her. She was dead, she got over it and lived with it. But he did sound interesting, powerful. Anna would watch herself if he was in Mystic Falls. "I guess one does find themselves in the right place when this town is crawling with supernaturals." She said turning to the bartender.

"Please tell me that all of you are kept secret...that no one knows bout you and your existence." She said referring to the vampires and the werewolf curse. That was the last thing she needed to be involved in. A war between the humans and their hate for the supernaturals. She was interested though as to why there were so many werewolves in one place. Usually you didnt see but one or two, three in one place made her believe there were more to be accounted for, and that didnt settle well with her. She knew of the bite, and apparently this vampire beside her had the cure. "Cure? For a bite of a werewolf? There hasnt been one for over five hundred years, how is there suddenly one now?" She asked curiously.

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