“Whether as a straight-shooting lawman or a criminal mastermind, he has been firmly locked into “crime” as a default home for his talents; frankly, you don’t have a jaw like that and not. Add in his serious brown eyes, his straight and cunning-looking teeth that he bares easily in his wolf/shark grin (a colleague describes them as “racist teeth”), those slim hips, his walk (that weird walk!), the way he bites out his words, and the conclusion is foregone. Timothy Olyphant is in possession of a specifically masculine swagger that lacks self-consciousness. Think Bruce Willis, or Eddie Murphy (in the ’80s), complete with a hint of wildness that is almost always exciting to viewers. Yet a certain self-aware drollness lurks in the background of Olyphant’s voice, an Easter egg that rewards whoever spots and responds to it. It is sexiness as fact, which is probably why he was cast as Sam, Carrie Bradshaw’s twentysomething lover, in an episode from the first season of Sex and the City.”
— I wrote about Timothy Olyphant, that shark-wolf-hot-dude hybrid, and how in the second act of his career casting directors should move him away from the obvious roles as lawmen – and firmly into comedy.
Klaus was furious, Davina had vanished, However Elijah had
joined ranks with Klaus seeming to forget his promise to find your father.
Hayley had become more desperate to find a cure for her people so you took it
upon yourself to help.
“I can’t get away from them.” Hayley mumbled as you dodged
past the two vampires that were following her. She hung up the phone and eyed
you wearily wondering what mood you were in and if Klaus had found a new reward
to encourage you to behave as he asked.
“You need something… I told Marcel to shove it so Klaus
kicked me out for the night.” You grinned at the wolf who smiled back and
nodded, taking your hand and walking through the main courtyard.
“In Elijah’s room at the Plantation there are journals… I need
to know where a woman called Celeste is buried.” Hayley muttered as she led you
to the front doors. “As soon as you find out where call me.”
i had to get up early to finish an assignment so i shouldn’t be smiling like this but one?????? of my closest friends????? is my girlfriend????? my bi ass has a gf who i love incredibly much?????? i’m?????
On a more positive note, this week of utter shitfuckery has at least shown me that locally and on here, there are still a decent number of people who have been compassionate, concerned, and offered to help a shitbag wizard kid getting kicked in the face by life repeatedly, and as much as I’m proud of the greater personal responsibility, adaptability, and resilience that I’ve been working on, I would not be able to maintain half the bloody wolf-grin that I’ve got right now were it not for those people.
So. Thanks, guys. I know it’s small-scale but that shit does matter and helps keep the fire burning.