â|| It was an odd feeling, odd yet familiar to hear a voice in his head as if it belonged to him. It was an odd feeling too, to be with Leo and by the same time being separated not only by death but now even by spheres. To have Leo by his side, to be able to pull him in for a hug which could shield him from all the dangers of this wide world, even though it wouldn't save him from his inner problem, his inner suffering caused by the maggot called Glen which dared to use Leo's body not only without his permission but for such sinful deeds. And Leo-- his beloved Leo wasn't strong enough to fight him back alone - of course he wasn't; who'd be strong-willed enough to fight someone as cruel, as heartless and as determined as Glen back by themselves? Especially after all the pain, loneliness and sadness his poor friend had gone through after his death, whereby his worst concerns came to life.
Though, even if the actual Leo was so distant, there was a small and thin, though indestructible bond formed between them. A bond only only felt, only shared by the both of them. And Elliot could tell it gave solace, especially because he hadn't had a clue how to reach Leo until just now.Â
âElliot, help me! Glen has me trapped inside myself!"
Leo! ... but of course, Elliot had thought so already. Why else would his beloved friend's character change so drastically without reason? And why would Leo accept someone like this to dominate his body for such selfish deeds? Even though the angel now could estimate the importance and the role of the Baskervilles, this guy seriously had some nerve messing with his friend like this. So what if he was the next Glen? So what if he was supposed to do this and that? Leo was a free man still, perhaps chosen by fate, though his fate wasn't determined, but resting in his hands alone. Tsk. Glen should know Elliot better than to expect him be unable to help the noirette. But before he could answer, Leo spoke up again, his voice twisted in fear--
"Elliot get away from me! Glen wants go kill you!"
Heh. Then go ahead and try, Elliot thought, stubbornly approaching Leo before pulling him in for a hug, wrapping his pure wings around him and resting his head on his shoulder. A faint smirk formed on his lips as he whispered into his ear.
"Don't be foolish and underestimate me, Glen. I know how powerful you are, but... I am already dead. You cannot kill me. You have no authority over death. Though, I'm well aware of you are able to hurt me, but--", he paused, before letting out a huff. "I do not fear getting hurt if it brings Leo back."
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