Elliot Nightray (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ferventknight) wrote2010-10-15 12:02 pm
ferventknight) wrote2010-10-15 12:02 pm
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ic contact. elliot nightray!
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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And he may or may not be getting up to break down your bedroom door. Think fast, Gilbert.]
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Elliot might hear a weird scraping sound coming from the background the NV. That would be his brother trying to open the window and climb out of it...]
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It may also be echoing from the NV.]
Gilbert! Open up this instant!
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Still... holding the NV for some strange reason.]
Gilbert! Get back here right now! Coward!
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[He calls back over his shoulder as he takes off into the garden. He needs a rose bush to hide behind...]
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When I get my hands on you--!
[Now he's climbing down the side of the house. A bit more recklessly...
He's going to catch you one way or another.]
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This plan can't possibly go wrong.]
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He gives no fucks if it's raining on him, but this is a serious matter. STOMP STOMP THROUGH THE MUD...]
C'mon, Gilbert. You'll have to face me sooner or later. Stop delaying the inevitable!
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He crouches down to the ground, wincing as the leaves shuffle and make noise around him. He can only hope that Elliot doesn't hear it over the sound of the wind and rain...]
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Sorry bushes. But he's throwing rocks into each one he sees. This is an important matter.]
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What is he doing.
This could be bad.
..................let's just peek out here and--]
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A--ahh?!
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SMUGSMUGSMUG.] Gilbert!
[It doesn't take him long to make a bee-line for that bush.] We need to talk!
[Run while you still can.]
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We're not talking until you calm down!
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WHO NEEDS SHOES? NOT ELLIOT NIGHTRAY.]
Well, I'm not calming down until we talk!
[And he's throwing another rock he had in his hand. His last one, anyway. You're not safe until you're face first on the ground.
And not even then.]
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Damn it! STOP THROWING ROCKS AT ME--!
[...And this is the point where he makes too sharp of a turn around the corner of the building, slips on a wet patch of grass, and his feet fly up over his head so that he can land face-first down in the mud. Secretly, he knows he deserves this.]
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And grabbing his hair and shoving his face right into the mud.]
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[That would be Gilbert pleading for Elliot to get off of him. Brother, he's had enough. >':]
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But he'll let go of your head before you pass out or something.]
Explain yourself, Gilbert!
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[OH THANK GOD A DEEP BREATH OF AIR AND NOT MUD.]
W-what else is there to explain?!
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[CAN WE SAY HEAD-LOCK ANYONE]
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I-I-I-I didn't mean for it to happen! Vincent caught me by surprise!
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You're pathetic, you know that?! How have you survived this long in life, Gilbert?! I would really like to know!
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Elliot can you please let me go....?! I'm sorry!
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