( Lydia Martin is no stranger to happenings that leave others in the psych ward. She's seen a lot of things. She's been bitten by an Alpha, survived, and become a Banshee. She's seen her best friend die. She's seen her boyfriend turn into a homicidal lizard, and a rebound boyfriend die later, and she's watched her entire world tip onto its side. Everything has flipped upside down and tumbled into madness, and she's pretty powerless to stop it. So she's started to go with the flow, do what she can to learn more about who she is, what she's capable of. She's learned a lot. She's lived through a lot.
This, though? This is unlike anything she's ever seen. It's not a messy bite like an Alpha's. It's very bloody, of course, but when she stumbles across the body and she takes a closer look in the haze of Banshee moth-to-flame fatal attraction, she notes that there are two puncture wounds in a very specific artery of the neck. The word flashes through her mind, an image she hates to consider acknowledging, before she can even stop herself.
[Vampire indeed. This vampire hears her scream two miles down the road, supernatural and disgusting to his ears. A jarring thing, immediately not just setting his teeth on edge - Kol hisses, fangs out, even as he bends forward cringing. Good thing he's still out in the middle of nowhere, which, honestly, seems to be much of Beacon Hills and its vicinity. Werewolves he knew he'd run into. Hunters, he practically expected. Witches are everywhere anyway, but this? What the hell is this?
And, the quite likely bigger issue, why specifically does it come from the direction he dumped that girl's body?
Kol sighs, but smiles anyway, straightening as the pain in his head subsides. At least something interesting is happening for a change. Time to backtrack.
That "girl", meanwhile, is more of a woman in her early twenties. Should Lydia choose to investigate rather than running the hell away, she'll find the body isn't entirely cold yet. She was definitely dressed for a party, but if she made it there or not is hard to tell. So far as Lydia can see, there aren't any injuries other than the one on the neck - really, though, that should be enough cause for alarm.]
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This, though? This is unlike anything she's ever seen. It's not a messy bite like an Alpha's. It's very bloody, of course, but when she stumbles across the body and she takes a closer look in the haze of Banshee moth-to-flame fatal attraction, she notes that there are two puncture wounds in a very specific artery of the neck. The word flashes through her mind, an image she hates to consider acknowledging, before she can even stop herself.
Vampire.
And then? Then, she screams. )
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And, the quite likely bigger issue, why specifically does it come from the direction he dumped that girl's body?
Kol sighs, but smiles anyway, straightening as the pain in his head subsides. At least something interesting is happening for a change. Time to backtrack.
That "girl", meanwhile, is more of a woman in her early twenties. Should Lydia choose to investigate rather than running the hell away, she'll find the body isn't entirely cold yet. She was definitely dressed for a party, but if she made it there or not is hard to tell. So far as Lydia can see, there aren't any injuries other than the one on the neck - really, though, that should be enough cause for alarm.]