#eliterejects

"Is this why I haven't seen hide nor hair of you in the last few days?" Addie sighed as took a seat nearby. She crossed her legs slowly and then set a cup holder onto her knees. "So I have what you need here. I just need you to promise me you aren't going to try to leave coffee cold turkey again. I mean you're basically useless right now. If I wanted to I could have killed you and I really don't have the time to deal with funeral arrangements. Or to contemplate getting away with murder. I have a lot on my plate as it is."

@eliterejects asked: "You're not a monster" (For Elle from whatever muse you choose

Tell my muse "You're not a monster" and see how they react. | Accepting

Elle stood there, staring at this man with the metal arm. A twinge of something in the back of her head, as if she should know him. But no tangible memories. Nothing she can pinpoint, but she’s sure he isn’t a full stranger to her. Not with the waves of pain, and fear coming over her.

“Don’t ... pretend to know what you’re talking about.”

She adjusts herself slightly, trying to bring down the level of nerves brewing in her stomach before it starts to ring. It doesn't take long before she's pacing back and forth along the counter of her kitchen in a way similar to how a shark goes back and forth. She's acutely aware of how many rings have passed as she considers hanging up and not calling anyone, literally ever again, when the ringing stops and the phone is answered.

"Care to make a wager? I'm sure I could find a step stool. Worst-case scenario I just use my powers. Either way, don't test my patience, Clint." Addie growled having always had a bit of a little man complex when it came to her height and the parade of tall people she had to work with.

“What, water?” Neri replied with a quizzical smile. “Humans are basically plants with complex emotions, besides, I prefer water to coffee” she said with a shrug. Coffee was alright, though she didn’t understand why people drank so much of it, she already stayed up all night and couldn’t quite recommend it.

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“Huh?” The blonde chimed, slowly lowering the brightly colored binoculars from her vision. She was sitting at the edge of the roof, overlooking the entire city where everything was distant. Not quiet, but the sound was far, muffled with everything else. A smile appeared at the other blonde before going back to whatever she was looking at. “Trying to get a new…perspective.” It was always something she was told. Especially with the gift of manipulating perception—it often stretched and fell off the end, getting sidetracked or overwhelmed. From here, El was far enough to play and practice in a safe environment. People made her…jittery. “Or playing tourist. Whatever sounds better to you.” Legs dangled over the edge, leaning slightly, but managed to keep her balance.

Eloise sighed, tossing the definitely made for children red set of binoculars, air blowing at her bangs before they fell back in place. “They’re a piece of junk anyways. Can’t see shit.” That’s how it usually felt anyways, regardless whether she was up here or down there.