06-25-2020, 04:05 PM
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isn't that what they all said? in an effort to deflect in some sorts. if he hadn't been there, and that had been some weirdo hiding out, he'd hate to think of what might happened. would they have killed her on the spot? or see how beautiful she was, how vulnerable, and do worse. maybe she wasn't helpless, she could obviously hold her own, but elijah wasn't fond of taking any chances. maybe she would be upset with him for a day or two, but they could work it out, yeah?
oh, the dramatics, though. elijah could have rolled his eyes at the question. kidnap her? no, that's what the weirdo would have done if he had been. he bit his tongue, withholding that remark. he'd let her have her complaints. maybe if he did so, she'd be more willing to think if over, work with him. the last thing he needed was to make her feel like she was overreacting; she was already barely on his side at the moment. he needed to make sure that could be rearranged.
eddie may have gave him the benefit of the doubt, as far as sparing him his life, but he doubts he'd allow him to stay. their friendship had always been of the such— bumpy, questionable. they were so much alike, it was sometimes felt easier for them to hate each other. maybe he'd forgive him, but maybe wasn't strong enough for elijah to take any chances. he's relieved when she agrees, but only under the condition of mems. ouch. it seemed as if she wasn't the first woman he'd spoken out that favored mems. eli is almost glad he's gay, or else every woman he was interested in would have undoubtedly been wriggled from his grasp without so much as an acknowledgement from his brother.
"there's some forest not too far from us," he says exasperatedly, with a gesture of his hand. "we get it over there, we'll be hidden just enough to make a shallow grave." he straightens, silent for a moment as he looks at joey. then, he treads back over to the body more quietly than before, looping his arms under hers. he hopes, without any words, joey would do the same.
isn't that what they all said? in an effort to deflect in some sorts. if he hadn't been there, and that had been some weirdo hiding out, he'd hate to think of what might happened. would they have killed her on the spot? or see how beautiful she was, how vulnerable, and do worse. maybe she wasn't helpless, she could obviously hold her own, but elijah wasn't fond of taking any chances. maybe she would be upset with him for a day or two, but they could work it out, yeah?
oh, the dramatics, though. elijah could have rolled his eyes at the question. kidnap her? no, that's what the weirdo would have done if he had been. he bit his tongue, withholding that remark. he'd let her have her complaints. maybe if he did so, she'd be more willing to think if over, work with him. the last thing he needed was to make her feel like she was overreacting; she was already barely on his side at the moment. he needed to make sure that could be rearranged.
eddie may have gave him the benefit of the doubt, as far as sparing him his life, but he doubts he'd allow him to stay. their friendship had always been of the such— bumpy, questionable. they were so much alike, it was sometimes felt easier for them to hate each other. maybe he'd forgive him, but maybe wasn't strong enough for elijah to take any chances. he's relieved when she agrees, but only under the condition of mems. ouch. it seemed as if she wasn't the first woman he'd spoken out that favored mems. eli is almost glad he's gay, or else every woman he was interested in would have undoubtedly been wriggled from his grasp without so much as an acknowledgement from his brother.
"there's some forest not too far from us," he says exasperatedly, with a gesture of his hand. "we get it over there, we'll be hidden just enough to make a shallow grave." he straightens, silent for a moment as he looks at joey. then, he treads back over to the body more quietly than before, looping his arms under hers. he hopes, without any words, joey would do the same.
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