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 Contemplations While Drinking Coffee (Open )
Marcel Gerard
 Posted: Dec 2, 2017 | 8:05 pm
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There was always a party going in New Orleans. This time of the year was when the city made most of its budget. Tourists always wanted something to remember their time here and there were any number of t-shirts, choochkie’s and shot glasses to fill those needs. As he walked down the street he could see people stocking up their supplies for the coming day.

No matter what happened New Orleans would survive, that made him feel proud. This city with thrive no matter who ended up being the king. Nevertheless, Marcel continued to check in with his connections to see what was happening in the city. There was a new demon in town but it remained to be seen how long he would stick around.

His guys were checking in and it seemed like things were calming down somewhat. His situation with Rebekah was at its usual give and take. They were always at cross purposes.

With those thoughts he moved over to one of his favorite café’s to get a cup of coffee. Sitting down he waited while the wait staff brought his drink. The scent of the coffee tickled his nose and he smiled to the person serving him. Taking up the cup he took a sip and felt the rush of the caffeine in his system. He’d already taken his daily dose of vervain. As he relaxed he began to people watch. He was wearing black slacks and leather shoes with a gray long sleeved shirt with assorted jewelry to accent his look.

As he watched the crowd he thought about various items that he had planned out. There were a lot of parties that were going on and it made it easy for the supernatural element to move about the city. No one would even realize it. The coffee tasted wonderful and the sound of jazz filled the air. He loved this city and it was in his blood. Klaus just wanted the city because he couldn’t have it. He’d grow bored of it soon enough. Marcel was born here. It was in his blood. No matter what happened he was glad to live here.



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