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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[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

Elliot, it's Vincent, call me back as soon as you get this message. Gilbert is ill and we need to know if have eaten any tainted food recently.

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

..He what?!

[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

He became ill after eating tainted food, he's at the hospital but he'll likely be out by morning. [Would it kill you to listen the first time Elly? >:] My! So concerned little brother.

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[He'll pause. How great.. After the conversation he and the elder of the 3 had, this happens?! Give him a moment Vincent. >:]

C-can I see him?!

[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

Hm? I was going to see him myself after my shift, but it will be quite late. Still, if you believe Gilbert would be happy to see you at his bedside...

[action / backdated to 2/14, evening]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[Elliot is the last person he's giving anything today. There's a knock on his door around eleven in the evening, and when he opens his door, he's going to find this:



Along with a note:

'I'm sorry for being such an idiot.

- Jack']

[voice / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

...

You - know who Glen is, right?

[voice / private]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

Oh, so now you come to talk about him!

[voice / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[Why are you so mad bawwww]

-- did something happen?

[voice / private]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[BECAUSE HE IS.]

I made the mistake of talking to him over the network without knowing it was him in the first place! What the hell do you think?

[voice / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

He wasn't so bad until you found out his name, was he?

[voice / private]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

No, he seemed pretty calm but I knew there wasn't something right about him..

--then I gave my name and the smile he gave wasn't exactly the one someone would feel eased around.

[voice / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. You're one of the four noble houses, and he likes to-- mess with their heads.

Are you all right?

[voice / private]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

That doesn't give him an excuse!

I'm fine; just a bit uneasy with him being here obviously. Why the hell are you bringing him up? --don't tell me. [Please don't start questioning him again.]

[voice / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

Yes, it doesn't, but you have to remember he's still Duke Baskerville, and is used to doing as such.

[SORRY ELLIOT.]

I'm just...a little worried. Elliot— [How to phrase this without sounding like a total crackpot.] Don't- if the situation ever comes up, don't play Lacie in front of him.

[voice / private]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

I still won't stand it.

[An annoyed groan.]

Dammit, I thought we were over this whole thing. I think I learned the lesson not to play it in front of you guys. Thanks to someone.

[voice / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

Good. He needs someone to stand up to him, he's a right git sometimes.

[why're you like that >:]

Well, my apologies then, but we have to be careful. Have...

Be honest with me. Have you been hearing voices in your head?

[voice / private]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[A pause.. Somehow he doesn't feel safe talking about this regardless of it being private.]

Jack, where are you right now?

[voice / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[Oh hell. He was hoping Elliot was going to say no.]

Out in the gardens. Near the roses.

[voice / private] > [action.]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

..We'll talk there.

[A click before making his way out there. He's taking his time because he still doesn't know how to feel about you, okay Jack? But he'll make it out there about five or ten minutes later.]

[action.]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[Jack's pruning roses, actually, and he looks up as Elliot approaches. He-- wasn't really expecting him to actually come down here, but.]

...Elliot? [A white rose falls to the ground.]

[action.]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[He'll approach slowly before stopping a few feet away. A sigh before avoiding eye contact.]

You asked if I heard voices.. What makes you think I have?

[1/3]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[He was really hoping they wouldn't have this conversation. Jack sets the shears down.]

[2/3]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

Glen composed that melody, a hundred years before your time.

[action.]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head, looking down at a rose.]

I hate to bring this up, but— that night, when I lost my mind? Do you remember what I told you?

[Jack looks at Elliot.]

That stands partly true. Glen's successors retain the memories of the previous ones, though suppressed.