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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[ferventknight]

You asshole!

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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[As much as he wants to yell back for Elliot to be careful, he's too busy procuring a hiding spot in the middle of the large garden, in between a few tall shrubs.

This plan can't possibly go wrong.]

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[ferventknight]

[He makes it to the ground just fine but now he's walking through the garden.

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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[Can't be inevitable if he can't seeeee hiiiiim~

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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[ferventknight]

[He'll find you, he's not an idiot. But around the time he got tired of searching, he's going to look for some good sized rocks.

Sorry bushes. But he's throwing rocks into each one he sees. This is an important matter.]

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[...What is that noise.

What is he doing.

This could be bad.

..................let's just peek out here and--]

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[TAKE A ROCK DIRECTLY TO THE HEAD.]

A--ahh?!

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[ferventknight]

[He wasn't expecting this tactic to work but-- bulls eye.

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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[Well, time to run again, through the mud and the grass and the rain towards the other side of the house while rubbing at the bump on his head.]

We're not talking until you calm down!

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[ferventknight]

[He's running that same path you did, not even caring if he slips here or there in the mud.

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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[OWOWOWOWOWOW! WHAT'S WITH THE ROCKS THAT'S TOO PAINFUL!]

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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[ferventknight]

[And when that happens, the next thing Gilbert might see is Elliot Nightray flying through the air for pretty much a full body tackle onto his brother.

And grabbing his hair and shoving his face right into the mud.]

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Mmm-mmph?!

[That would be Gilbert pleading for Elliot to get off of him. Brother, he's had enough. >':]

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[ferventknight]

[He doesn't think you've had enough. Ever.

But he'll let go of your head before you pass out or something.]

Explain yourself, Gilbert!

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Mpphpaah!

[OH THANK GOD A DEEP BREATH OF AIR AND NOT MUD.]

W-what else is there to explain?!

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[ferventknight]

How could you let him do such a thing!?

[CAN WE SAY HEAD-LOCK ANYONE]

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[NO NOT A HEAD-LOCK. CHOKING AGAIN.]

I-I-I-I didn't mean for it to happen! Vincent caught me by surprise!

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[ferventknight]

[He is not letting go. DO YOU WANT THIS OR MUD?]

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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[...Okay, you're right, this is still better than mud.]

Elliot can you please let me go....?! I'm sorry!

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[ferventknight]

[After a few more second, he'll let go and move off of Gilbert.

He's still so very mad though.]

Sorry won't cut it, Gilbert!

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[Coughsputtercough!

He sits up and slumps back down in the mud, soaked hair falling into his eyes.]

Elliot, I was...

[No, he can't make excuses for himself, nor is he willing to make excuses for Vincent on Leo's behalf. He was only acting as the servant to 'Glen Baskerville'.]

Look...I got a new mirror. I can re-contract now.