#undergrxuned

Elliot entered the flat with a sigh, careful though to close the door quietly though, since the lights were dim. He wasn't sure if Keir was home, but he hoped so, it was a long day and it was getting colder outside by the minute it felt like. Mindless humming to himself, Elliot left his shoes and bag by the door to deal with later before wandering into the kitchen to find a snack, but of course the nature of open plans was the kitchen was half in the living room and it appeared Keir had fallen asleep as a wolfie on the sofa. It made Elliot smile a little, nibbling on a piece of cheese he'd pulled out of the refrigerator. Elliot was about to leave him alone... before he noticed it seemed like he was twitching, and Elliot squinted at that and shuffled himself over to the living room to look.

Hovering there at the edge of the sofa, wringing his hands slightly, Elliot wondered if he should wake the other up or not. Dogs twitched in their sleep right? Than meant wolfies could too. Though he hadn't recalled much movement on the nights they shared a bed. Perhaps it was the weather, ah. And Elliot went to get one of the blankets off the bed, returning with it half dragging on the floor behind him.

Send me “It’s cold outside” for my muses reaction to your muse wrapping mine in a blanket

"— do I know you?" he asked as he smiled and looked the man over.  Why he looked familiar, Kaelen wasn’t sure, but maybe he was just one of those people that were hard to forget.

Val's head tilted and his brows furrowed, he wasn't sure if this was a joke or something of that nature-- he wasn't exactly the best when it came to jokes. "Are you..." He paused, blinking a few times before glancing about. Perhaps they had found him and turned Kaelen against him. Val returned his gaze to Kaelen and tried again. "Are you okay?"

So in a random pop of being productive (which I haven't been all day), I updated Elliot's relationship page a little.

Mostly:

I edited Alea's and Dominic's wording a little

I removed the link from James because he's no longer being used from that account

I took out Poseidon since that account is completely dead, and added Aspen in that slot

And Keir got tacked on the end there so the formatting wouldn't get messed up

“Mhmm—“ He hummed, trying to shift but the weight of gravity pulled him to the bed as if someone had placed a washing machine on top of him. But his mind was still aware that someone else was in the room, so he spoke the first thing that came to him. “I-I don’t trust planes—“ Val uttered, Russian accent only partially noticeable. “Do you know how many musicians have died in a plane related accident?” He questioned, moving his hand up to rub at his face a little. The thing about drugs, with Val anyways, was that he felt vulnerable-- something he normally avoided at all costs,  but it was something that was programmed into him and something he could not avoid at all-- being on edge and being the way he was, it was all programming and getting high was his way of escaping that. Dumb excuse, to some of course, but being n o r m a l was all the Russian wanted and this brought him as close to that as he would ever possibly be.