oo1 . voice/action

[forhishonor]

--Hey!

[ the sound of muffled footsteps, quick and light, can be heard, followed a scant second later by swearing. ]

GIVE MY SWORD BACK, YOU ASSHOLE!

[ language, young master nightray. ]

Ugh! Give me that back or I swear on my honor as a Nightray that I will make you pay!

[ and now, more rapid footsteps, this time much louder and clearer than the last set. if you're prowling around the streets of the city, it might be best to scurry out of the way lest you be slammed into by an angry little boy. ]

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[a_parting_word]

...he's fine, that I know of. Very fine.


[ Too fine, but that's not something you tell your startled brother. ]

But he's not here.

1/2

[forhishonor]

Then why didn't you say that?!

[ dear lord, he almost had a heart attack ]

[forhishonor]

So it's just the four of us?

[a_parting_word]

[ lightly - ]

You can... skip your evening coat for dinner.

1/2

[forhishonor]

[ ......dinner with Xerxes Break?? *A* ]

I will stop with these two-parters now, I swear.

[forhishonor]

It's not even close to dinner yet. And I still have to get my sword back.

why? they are cute and Traditional [TM] ;o;

[a_parting_word]

[ Will you stop fanboying the wrong person - ]

...right. Raven can... if you can name me a street or some sort of direction, Raven and I can retrieve it. It's what we do best.

1/2 But I abuse them. :(

[forhishonor]

[ HAHA WHAT ARE DIRECTIONS ]

I...

2/2

[forhishonor]

[ ...................dammit. ]



...don't know where I am.

They like it > ) 1/3

[a_parting_word]

[a_parting_word]

[a_parting_word]

...it's all right. You're with me.

[forhishonor]

YOU'RE IN A BOX! HOW IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER?

1/2

[a_parting_word]

IF YOU AT LEAST DESCRIBE WHAT'S AROUND YOU, I CAN FIND YOU.

[a_parting_word]

Why am I also...screaming...

[forhishonor]

[ all the grumbles. ]

Buildings. And a stupid carousel.

[ he still doesn't understand why there's a carousel in the middle of a damn city. ]

[a_parting_word]

I'll find you. Stay where it's bright. People can be - difficult. And don't show your coin purse too much, there're... well, you've seen. And don't give anyone cause for a duel, or stare, or...


[ / mother-henning ]

[forhishonor]

Don't take to me like I'm four! I know what not to do!

[ but he will. be standing and waiting there. like a good child. ]

[a_parting_word]

[ ...and his good-for-nothing-not-brother will, in fact, show up some fifteen minutes later.

Possibly, with a pillow. ]

Elli - Elliot! You've - you look so - over here!

[forhishonor]

[ ....why does Gilbert have a pillow?

but elliot will look up at that familiar voice, and quit the pacing he's been doing for the past fifteen - fifteen?! - minutes. ]

Gilbert!

[ there might be a tiny hint of a smile there. tiny tiny. ]

What took you so long?

[a_parting_word]

I thought - I wanted...

[ he takes the time to fuss with his pillow for a moment, before leaving it on the nearest bench. ]

Here. Take a seat. It won't do... for the coat of the young Nightray master to dirty.

1/2 baaaaaw, gilbert T_T

[forhishonor]

[ Elliot looks at the pillow.

looks at Gilbert.

looks at the bench.

looks back at the pillow. ]

2/2

[forhishonor]

[ --and then proceeds to take a seat to the left of the pillow. ]

I don't care about a little dirt.

[ a pointed look at Gilbert. ]

Aren't you going to sit?

[a_parting_word]

[ dear god.

was this.

a flat out rejection.

of.

his.

pillow.

........................ ]

You'll ruin the hem of that - Yes. All right.

[ He sits as well. To the right of the pillow. ]

About this... this place. What do you remember last, before it?

[forhishonor]

[ .....WHAT IF IT IS? ]

I was leaving that stupid tea party at the Vessalius manor. I must have been hit on my way back.