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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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[Rather than lead, he's happy to simply follow his brother into the room. This leaves less chance of him punching him in the back of the head, too...]

Did you want me to make some tea, or...?

No.

[His answers remained short as he walked into the room and quietly taking a seat. He didn't even want eye contact. Is this better than being beaten up?]

Just tell me what you found out.

[A little bit better, yes. He sits across from him and pulls his notepad from the inside pocket of his jacket.]

His name is Billy Kaplan. He lives with his grandfather - a dangerous man, I'm told. If we need to speak to him, there's a good chance that it will get back to that man as well.

[He gave a thought, placing his elbow on the arm of the piece of furniture.]

We might have to speak with him-- or else we wouldn't know what exactly happened if he can remember. Unless someone saw?

According to police, there were no witnesses.

I can arrange a time to speak to him...hopefully alone.

By arrange, do you mean with you or the both of us this time?

[He shuts his eyes and lets out a breath.]

Elliot...you can't trust people here. If this really is the headhunter, and someone had seen you in that place asking questions...

[His eyes would widen at that statement; he'd punch you if he could right now.]

And what about you?! The same applies!

[He'd take the punch, happily.]

If it's me...it's fine.

[He's about to do it, bro.]

What the hell gives you that idea?!

I have a Chain. If I'm faced against another one, I'll be more likely to survive.

I don't care if you have a Chain or not! If you're still being a fucking idiot about this, you'll end up dying!

And if you're going to be like this, I shouldn't give a damn!

[He simply looks down at the ground at that. Really, Elliot shouldn't give a damn. This burden should only be his own...]

I won't get hurt.

Says you!

You can't control everything Gilbert! [He's standing up out of his chair now, practically toppling it over before storming towards the door.] And you sure as hell can't control what I do!

[That poor chair. What did it ever do to you.

He stands too, reaching out to try and grab his brother before he can leave the room.]

Hold on! Don't do something stupid just because you're angry!

[It got in his way. And you'll see worse if you don't let go of him.]

And why the hell should I listen to you?!

Listen to me - even if this isn't the headhunter, things here are still dangerous! People here fight with things far worse than swords!

[Yeah, he's calling your sword inferior. What.]

[Wow, excuse you brother. He's making a move to shove you the fuck away from him.]

Don't make it sound like I can't handle anything on my own!

When did I say that?!

[Ignoring the fact that that's totally what he just said. Also, taking a step back when shoved.]

Are you really that stupid to forget the meaning of everything you say?!

I just don't want anything to happen to you! If you're hurt - I won't forgive myself for sitting by and doing nothing!

You sure didn't as hell think that when you left the family, did you?! Or was abandoning the house a way to protect us as well?!

...That's exactly why I did it.

You have a warped way of thinking then.

Edited 2011-05-10 23:16 (UTC)

[Just how warped are you?]

I...

It doesn't matter. It's the truth.

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