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[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ room filter ]

[ gil hasn't been in his room lately, trying to get out more. fresh air and all that jazz. anything to keep him distracted with recent events and the fact elliot really knocked him around verbally earlier.

he pauses outside his door, feeling something is very wrong. slowly, he turns the knob and pushes the door open quietly and immediately spots a figure in the dark of his room-- in his bed? so, he reaches for his gun and points it at whoever or whatever it is-- flicking the light open at once ]

[ sometime later. or before elliot. OH PARADISA TIME. ]

[ allen ]

Are you available right now?

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[imply.livejournal.com]

I'll return them, if that's what you're worried about. [he'd never tell what happened to his.

apologies were just absent words. the man had proved to be a failure over and over and no amount of "i'm sorry" could ever make up for that. or for the fact that Elliot KNEW that it would change absolutely nothing. Gil's priorities were simply elsewhere.]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ he is wondering about that but he knows with elliot's stubbornness that was like asking a tree to budge. ]

You can ask the castle for clothes. [ hey, the vessalius took gil in first. starting with jack and then later oz's family. he wouldn't just turn his back on the people who treated him like a friend. ]

I'll help you look for your room.

[imply.livejournal.com]

[THAT HAS NOTHI-

DIAF AND ROT IN HELL.]

I don't need your help. I'm not a child.

[nothing else was mentioned and he didn't seem too intersted in addressing the matter that he knew that he could have simply asked the castle for clothes. Vincent had demonstrated that to him.]

Now MOVE.

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[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ right, sixteen. he's really grown... ]

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[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ except... gil's not in the mood for another one of elliot's fits. he can stand up for himself. as long as they're in paradisa together, gil can at least try to fix things. ]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ moves out of the way but is totally going to follow him anyway ]

I'm not going to argue with you.

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[imply.livejournal.com]

[he's more mature than you sometimes, Gil ♥.]

[imply.livejournal.com]

[did he just-]

[imply.livejournal.com]

[just like that...]

[imply.livejournal.com]

[d- DAMMIT GILBERT.]

[imply.livejournal.com]

[YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ADULT HERE AND THE OLDER BROTHER AND YOU CAN'T EVEN STAND UP TO YOUR LITTLE BROTHER?! NO WONDER EVERYONE TOPS YOU.]

/done.

[imply.livejournal.com]

[okay. that brief moment of having looked almost genuinely upset by the action had quickly been replaced with that look of rage. calming just a bit, he made sure to pick up the phone before brushing past him and stalking out the door.]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ gil will not be defeated so easily this time. he'd make elliot understand. somehow. beat it into him. he eyes at phone and gives it a quizzical look. ]

What is that thing you're holding on to?

[imply.livejournal.com]

[he's more than happy to. turning around, he held it up so that Gil could see it.]

It's called a 'cell phone.' It's obviously not mine and I need to return it.

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ follows him ]

Why do you have it? [ arches an eyebrow. elliot why are you stealing people's things... ]

[imply.livejournal.com]

I resent those sort of implications that you're hinting at, Gilbert!

[IT'S NOT STEALING! WHO DO YOU THINK I AM, VINCENT?!]

Because Uru let me see it then ran off before I could give it back.

[he started off walking down the middle of the hall, but soon wandered towards a side, instead.]

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[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ oh elliot, those clothes look a little funny on you. ]

We don't have to walk all the way-- there are--

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ hits the corner of the wall and rubs his shoulder where he hit it. stupid eye... ]

...elevators.

[imply.livejournal.com]

[that should teach him. ...if he was capable of learning.

AND SHUT UP ABOUT THE CLOTHES! WOULD YOU PREFER I GO NAKED?!

ps: there's no sympathy you fool.]

Echo went over that with me. I don't trust them. Why the hell would I want to ride in a box suspended on a cable that I don't know the age of?

[he's fully determined to just walk the whole way, despite the fact his path seems to waver a bit.]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ ...NO. AAAAA MENTAL IMAGE. i mean fuck yeah for nita... but fuck no for gil. ]

What? They're perfectly safe.

[imply.livejournal.com]

[/patpat.]

I'm not trusting my life to a metal box! YOU go use it if you want! I'M NOT!

[there was little warning as he suddenly took a sharp right, obviously making the point he didn't appreciate being trailed.]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ sighs and rubs the side of his head ]

You're-- [ was about to say stubborn but that's just being redundant.

and OI. gil's pace quickens to keep up with elliot. ]

[imply.livejournal.com]

[maybe he just didn't like the idea of being in a confined space like that that he didn't even understand the true operation of. what made it work? what if any of the mechanisms failed? there were too many unknown variables.]

Why are you following me?!

[there was a conscious effort made to lose the man, even if it meant getting lost. regardless, he made an attempt to outrun him.]

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[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ and runs after him. POWER UP! ]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

Am I not allowed to be near my brother now?