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?!

[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!

[voicemail];

[cadaverdaddy.livejournal.com]

_{heeeheheheee~} Dearest Elliot~ seems you're not here for me to talk to. Such a shame, after all, you do still owe me that piano recital from Christmas~ ^tchsssss~

But I must thank you so completely, Little Sir Nightray, for such fun and interesting guests you have bestowed on me of late~ It is quite the task to keep leakage to a minimum in such a gentlemen as he, but aaaah Such is the beauty of my work~

And such is the beauty of yours~ _tiiihihihii~

Do take care, dear Elliot, and do not hesitate to call for me~

[call back!] IS IT A GOOD IDEA TO CALL BACK

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[After this message, Elliot is really on edge.. It took him about ten minutes to even make the call in the first place; Undertaker was near the top of his 'people to avoid' list.

..but the fact that he called him with this confusing statement wasn't helping the Nightray calm his nerves.

..Maybe he should hang up now and ignore it.]

action.

[retraced]

[Weeeeelp. It's definitely past 8:00. And Gilbert has been gone all morning, visiting the police station without Elliot.

And now he's knocking on his door...

--and then taking at least two steps back just in case Elliot opens it swinging either his fists or a sword.]

action.

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Oh...

..Now you come. And he's guessing where you went and Elliot isn't happy about it. Hearing the knock, he could only guess who it was.

Cue his brow automatically furrowing in anger. He doesn't even open the door. He'll just walk up to it and respond from there.]

What?

[offline notes or smth]

[wishgrant]

[ sometime over the course of the day, elliot will be able to find a picture slipped under his door. ]

[Action]

[inkyubeytor]

<sub>[The Phancyhive manor is one of the most highly energized places in the port and as such, Kyubey is drawn there for the variety of interesting souls who live within the house. One in particular was extremely emotional, always on the swings of anger and discontent. It made Kyubey's paws tingle as he moved through the corridors of the house, unseen, unheard and undetected.

Elliot Nightray. That was the boy's name. Relative but not blood relation of the man he'd encountered the first night - Gilbert Nightray. If all went well, perhaps he wouldn't end up full of bullet holes like the last time.

Sitting on the boy's bed, Kyubey had made himself comfortable on one of the pillows, white puffy tail wrapped around him as he waited for Elliot to come to bed. He wouldn't be much longer. Kyubey knew that for a fact.]</sub>

[Action]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Well.. Today wasn't as nerve wracking as the last few nights. Thankfully. He's had a headache for the longest time and it was just beginning to go away. Making it up to his bedroom after dinner, he certainly took his time in the process.

No need to rush, right? But if only Elliot knew what was in store for him in his bedroom. Walking down the halls, he arrived at his door before making an entry.

Of course, he didn't notice the invasion upon his pillow at first. He wanted to relax, to take his time getting ready for bed. But before he even had the chance to reach for his night clothes, something caught his attention from the corner of his eye.

And there it was.. This.. cat.. looking thing? What the hell?! Was he shocked? Yes. But there were weirder things that happened here in Siren's Port.]

Wh.. Who..


Who the HELL are you?!

[Action]

[littlest_lord]

<sub>[It's late in the afternoon when Ciel comes to find Elliot in the music room. The boy seems to be playing a piece from Bach, the first Movement of Concerto No. 1 in D Minor. It causes him to pause, to hover near the entrance of the room for a moment before moving silently to take a seat and simply listen.

He has things to speak about, but they're not pressing enough to interrupt him.]</sub>

[Action]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[It was rare someone would actually interrupt Elliot while he played during the late afternoon (unless that someone was a snake). It was his time of the day to unwind and relax. One could say music was an outlet for him.

After all, once he begins playing the piano.. He felt lost in his own world and the worries he has are simply left behind.

Apart from that, once the long piece ended, Elliot flipped through a few more pages of music. Should he take a break? Sure, he had a stern expression on his face but he was truly at peace. If someone were to interrupt him, now would be the time.]

[Private Message | Encrypted]

[break-xerxes.livejournal.com]

Elliot-kun, I need a word, or perhaps a few with you. Its a rather delicate matter and I'll wish to see you about this too.

[Private Message | Encrypted]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

A word? Sure, I'm free most of the time anyway. Anytime you wish to meet up?

text; for the Phancyhive house

[retraced]

The headhunter is definitely here. I saw the Chain with my own eyes.

Be alert, everyone.

[And don't ask why he's wearing that black knit cap around the house. >:]

Morning of the 23rd

[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

Elliot I want to take you out for lunch today. Can you make it?

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

I can. Is there any particular reason why?

action.

[retraced]

[Knocking on your bedroom door, bro.]

action.

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Answering like the usual tsun he is.]

What?

[text / 9PM]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

Elliot, are you busy?

[text / 9PM]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Voicemail]

[madeinoblivion.livejournal.com]

Elliot Nightray!

That weird guy with the Snakes thinks he's in love with you!?

[CALL BACK] I WAS EXPECTING THIS FUCK LMFAO

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

Snake isn't weird. So shut the hell up.

[Action] Back-dated to Saturday the 11th.

[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

[A few hours after Jayden Norman leave Elliot will receive a knock on his door.]

Brother, it's Vincent.

[Action]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[...Great. At first he thinks it's someone else to pry for more question but when he hears Vincent--...

He doesn't know id it's worse or not. But he'll open his door.]

What?

[voice] ...back-dated to like Father's day, whenever that was.

[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

Elliot, Gilbert wished for me to inform you Miss Ada has left the household.

[text / private]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

Be careful.

[text / private]

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

action;

[bunnivore]

[ HEY, ITS THE MORNING AND YOU'RE IN YOUR ROOM.

SHUT UP I'M .... dammit whats the word. GOD-MODDING?! YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I'M DOING. BECAUSE ALICE IS A F*CKING AMAZING PRINCESS AND YOU ARE IN YOUR ROOM BECAUSE SHE SAYS SO, ELLIOT.

Or, um...

It's the morning, and there is a knock on your door followed by some yelling. ]

Hey, stupid! Open up!

action;

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Wow, if it was something Elliot didn't want... it would be that annoying little girl banging on his door.

BUT GUESS WHAT HAPPENED ANYWAY?! Of course he wasn't int he best mood with his conversation with Leo and then having Jack talk to him about it, but...

Oh well. He's just opening to door A CRACK before screaming through it.]

What the hell do you want?! Shut up!

Back-dated to the 2nd of August.

[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

Elliot. It's Vincent. Please pick up.

[Light and cheery. Like this is not the first time they've spoken since Vincent became an ex-con.

...Or is calling him because he has reports Elliot has knocked up a snake-man.]

oh my god you really did it.

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[You know.. He has so many reasons not to answer you, Vincent. So. Many. Reasons.

But he'll take his sweet ass time to do so before answering. Asshole.]


What?

moest action; forward-dated to Sunday evening

[snakeofaguy.livejournal.com]

[The bathroom billows steam as Snake comes out from soaking. It's been a long time since he's felt this warm, in heart and under his skin. Family is something he treasures, something he never had, something that found him- saved him- showed him what it's like to be loved. Something he'd lost, something he searched for, abandoned everything to try and find again, though now he knows that it was futile. They are dead, all of them. But in the search for that family, he'd found another. Found acceptance in a place he'd never expected in. And in coming to this world, he's found it again, in bounds. Warmth in the form of the twisting, grumbling body that he sleeps beside every night. Radiating heat that opens its arms to him. But that's not where it's ended.

Dressed in an emerald green sweater and a pair of blue and green plaid flannel pants that are just a bit too big on his slender hips, a towel over his head to keep the heat in, he steps into Elliot's room. He's smiling in the only way he really knows. His lips don't curl up like everyone else's, but it's in his eyes. Glittering and he looks to Elliot with adoration. He's brimming with energy as he searches for the blonde boy.] Elliot?

Elliot are you here? [It's late, he should be...]

tsunest action; eeee

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Snake was correct on his assumption of Elliot being in his room. As a matter of fact, he took refuge in his bed with blankets brought up to mid-chest. In limp hands held a book he had been reading laying carefully on the fabric covers. From the looks of it, Elliot had been reading a book until he began dozing off. He does this often; reading a book until he can't keep his eyes open.

Laying back on his pillow, the slight consciousness he still had in him was used to rub sleep from his eye. It wasn't working. But the one thing that did seem to bring him to full attention was someone walking into his room. A small jolt upwards before he rubbed a blue eye once more.

Though once he noticed who it was, Elliot relaxed once more with back against pillow.]

Hey, Snake. [a questioning tone:]

You were out today, weren't you? [HE DIDN'T SEE YOU ):]

voice.

[seposent.livejournal.com]

.. You know I've never cared much about birthdays, really, but.. [ even though it's voice, you can practically hear him fiddling with the spine of a book or playing with the arms of his glasses. ] It's-- different, now. With you, I mean.

[ a pause, and he takes a breath. ]

So happy birthday. Really. I'm sorry, your birthday gift isn't done, but.. maybe we could go out and do something later if you like.

voice.

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Part of him didn't expect a birthday wish from Leo so this caught Elliot off guard. It made him.. happy.]

You don't have to worry about a gift, Leo. Really. [As for later, he gave a thought to the offer. It would give them time to just.. talk. Right? Nothing in particular but--]

That sounds fine. I don't mind at all, I'm not doing anything today anyway. [Or so he thinks...]

*Ring Ring Birthday Boy*

[viciousbinds.livejournal.com]

Elliot, may we speak?

go away creep

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[A pause. Vincent never really talked to him unless it was important or to ruin Elliot's day. Great. This he knows. Speaking in a slightly reluctant tone.]

What about?

action...

[faking]

[KNOCKS LOUDLY ON BEDROOM DOOR]

creep. action...

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[WOW SHUT UP OPENING THE DOOR VERY ANGRILY...]

[Video]

[littlest_lord]

Elliot? As Thanksgiving Dinner is tomorrow, if there is anyone you'd like to invite you are more than welcome to extend invitations to them.

action. WHEN YOU HAVE TIME OKOK

[seposent.livejournal.com]

[ hi elliot your bff is dropping by unannounced and knockknockknocking at your door.

in fact, he rather resembles the old leo right now, in worn-out, oversized clothes and glasses. his hair, at least, has been combed neatly. ]

action. i'm sorry this is late. lmfasdsfkdgfh

[ferventknight.livejournal.com]

[Oh great, what?

He's opening the door, expecting Gilbert or something with a displeased expression. But that changes when, you know.. he sees his bff.]

..Leo? What are you doing here?