ic contact. elliot nightray!

[ferventknight]

You've reached Elliot Nightray. If you couldn't tell, you're unable to get a hold of me for right now so leave a message and I'll get back to you.

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[his_own_will]

El...



liot? [ impossible! ]

[his_own_will]

[ he shoves that door open, stepping, staring, unbelieving ]

[action ] done

[his_own_will]

Since when the hell did you get here?!!!

[ he runs

he leaps!

He tackles and there ain't no letting go again. N o p e. You're going to have to suffer. STUPID ELLIOT. ]

[action] 1/ ...idk

[ferventknight]

[ before his gave his attention to the figure in the doorway, he heard that voice.


...wait a minute. ]

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[ferventknight]

[ giving his full attention to the door now.

it really was who he thought. and-- what are you doing oz?! that running leap is something he isn't READY FOR. ]

What the-- ?!

[action] yeah done. shrimp.

[ferventknight]

[ he's staggering back now, oh boy.

and falling on his ass. thanks dude, he didn't need to fall and crack his head open on something. jeez. ] Oz?!

[ but this was just as much of a shock to elliot as well. all he could do right now is try to pry this shorty off of him. ] Will you get off of me?!

[ ignoring oz's question all together. ]

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[his_own_will]

[ nope, he's too busy checking Elliot's chest and nose and digging through his pockets looking for who knows what, but after a moment, he'll fall back on his heels and simply grin up at Elliot like the snot-nosed brat that he is and hang off the hand that shoved him off. ]

But you're here. For how long? Did you just get here today? Yesterday? How come you haven't said hi?

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[ferventknight]

[ the more he checks elliot out, the more he's going to keep shoving. personal space. . . please.

it's not like he's happy to see you or anything!! well, not too much right now. you're being a moron. ]

Obviously I'm here. I'm not a ghost, alright?! [ a pause. ]

Because I didn't want to, alright? I've-- [ . . . ] It's none of your business!

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[his_own_will]

[ what personal space? Elliot should have had his fill of personal space by now! But Oz may relent and give Elliot an inch or four. So he can look Elliot full in the face. ]

Were you worried then? You have been gone for a while... [ If Oz didn't know any better, he would think Elliot had been hiding on purpose. After all, he disappeared almost the second he stepped back into Sirens Pull!

... at least if Gil is to be believed and his lies are fairly obvious. ]