Open to: @averyxardenâ
Location: HypnosisÂ
Time: Flash back Pre-EventÂ
Well at least if anyone caught him here, Elliot could claim he was looking for information. Any good hunter would buy that. It was amazing how much bartenders, strippers, and feeders over heard. It was even more amazing how much they were willing to give up for the right price. Not that he was here looking for information. Nope. Elliot was, shamefully, here for Ikaros and no other reason. After there night in the woods and subsequent days that followed, he hadnât actually seen the vampire around.Â
Not that he wanted to.Â
Part of Elliot wanted to find him to stab a stake through his heart. That was his dads voice in the back of his head. They are all monsters,my boy. We canât let them go around doing monstrous things. Itâs our job to put them down. However, every time Elliot actually put eyes on Ikaros, that little voice went flying out the back of his head. Replaced by a need to be close. Not just physically either. Which was new. He wanted to know Ikaros now. Not just have him but know him. It was irritating. A real fuck off.Â
What was he doing here exactly?
Elliot was going to tell Ikaros to get fucked. Find someone else to drink from and bend over. No, that wasnât right. He was gonna kill him? Not right either. Bend over a beg for it didnât exactly seem correct. What Elliot was going to was to bee determined. The only thing he actually knew was that he had to find Ikaros first. Which, as it turned out, was harder than he thought. It should have been easy seeing how the man was basically a tree but Elliot couldnât spot him in the crowd. Great.Â
