𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 | ( 1 reply )

( The last thing Caroline Forbes remembers is saying a permanent goodbye to an old friend. Perhaps, redemption really can be reached. Time is a funny thing. Through the cloudy memory of a goodbye kiss and one look back, she comes to.

Like other new arrivals, she does not awaken in a fresh room, but on the steps leading down to the hotel lobby. Before she can recognize that she's laying in a slanted position, her entire body attempts to push up and she rolls the rest of the way down the stairs to the lobby floor, her sin list wafting down above her, Blackberry bouncing and landing at her side. )

What the --

( To Caroline, pain is always very temporary, especially when she frequently gets her neck broken. It's more an inconvenience. First, she reads her sin list, frowning. )

Is this a joke?

( Is she being punished? Is this about sympathizing with Klaus Mikaelson? She looks around her then, like it's the year 2000 and she's being Punk'D. Come on, early 2000's Ashton Kutcher. Come out with your trucker hat and your B-list celebrities. She knows that's not going to happen. It doesn't make her want it any lest.

Carefully balancing on her heels, Caroline pulls herself to her feet, swiping up the phone underneath her. )

𝖈𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖑 | (open)

( Once she barely gets her bearings and learns the basics, it's time to do what Caroline Forbes does. A quick perusal of her device and all people connected to it cross referenced with the directory tells her that she is not alone in Hell. And what does Caroline Forbes do? She arrives unannounced if need be. Sure, it's polite to call ahead. But, when one ends up in Hell, politeness is forgotten in favor of action.

Too bad every. single. time she attempts a recognized name's room, she ends up somewhere else! She tries Josie and Lizzie's - which is her worst nightmare! Her daughters in Hell? But, their door leads to the spa. She's momentarily distracted by what looks like a boiling soaking tub before she's click-clacking out of there.

The next door she takes sends her into the hotel bar, karaoke machine, and demons and all. She pauses then, exasperated. )

I am a freakin' walking Garmin. You are doing this to me... ( She memorizes maps. She memorizes room numbers. She - contemplates a quick drink, but she's a mother on a mission.

The next time she tries her daughters room, she ends up in Club Penance. It's during the day, luckily, but they're already advertising the night's theme and -- ) I went to college and I didn't even go to theme parties.

( She would've! But, years later? Mother of fifteen year-olds? She's a little old. And she's on a mission.

She tries their room again and ends up in the gym. She tries Elena's room and ends up in - well, a room that's not Elena's. Maybe your character is there and she walked in unannounced. She is getting so frustrated. ) I'm sorry, I - have the wrong room. Do no doors work in Hell?

( Finally, she ends up in the blood room. Swimming. Through. Freakin' blood. It's like the Shining elevator doors opened but there's no hallway and there's all blood! Hell is much more than a handbasket if you ask Caroline Forbes. It's also more than other people, Jean-Paul Sartre. Hell is doors. )

𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤 | josie saltzman & lizzie saltzman

( COVERED in blood, Caroline stalks back to the front desk, slapping a hand on the bell there. )

I give up! Excuse me. Demon! Can you send another bellhop or maid demon to find Josie or Lizzie Saltzman, please. Tell them they have a guest? I'm not leaving this spot until I'm reunited with one or both of my girls. Preferably both!

( An angry, blood-soaked Caroline Forbes is not a Caroline Forbes to be trifled with. (Blood-soaked, or not.) )

And can someone get me a towel?!

..

( After the demon finds at least Josie and Caroline has wiped most of the blood from her face, (her hair is another story), Caroline gives up on doors altogether and sends her other daughter a message. )

Why do I need a username!

( And then she mutters 'screw it,' thinks quickly to the last thing they talked about. A split second of, that has shades of wicked, she smiles to herself and composes a text. )

un | defyingpatriarchy

Honey, it's Mom. I tried finding you in person but Josie says something is happening with the doors and that there was an explosion? I couldn't find HER either, until I made a demon find both of you and they found one of you. I don't like Hell. Can we meet in the hallway outside your room? I need should get cleaned up, don’t ask. Half an hour?

( Something is going on between her daughters, other than ending up in Hell, God that makes her blood boil, but as long as she sees both in person, she is going to be at least 5% more calm about everything. That's a lie. She's not going to be calm. Or rational. Or polite.

But, she is going to wait impatiently outside Lizzie and Josie's door... The doors did not betray her. )

𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲 | elena gilbert

( While Elena has seen Caroline in a worse state, maybe, she's still a little fuzzy on what being a different Elena means, this is still Elena. And it's one thing to greet her first daughter in Carrie White cosplay. It's another to knock, bloody, on Elena's door. So, she showers! She showers and no doors send her anywhere else.

She does not let herself into Elena's room like her mistake several times more. Instead, she knocks. )

Elena? Are you in here?