[Backdated, Week 24, Day 4] Just a Little Time at Home
Who: Vincent Nightray, Elliot Nightray, Leo
Status: Open to PH household, but wait til we get going, kay? And/or ask.
Style: Paragraph
Where: PH compound, outside
When: Week 24, day 4
Rating: PG, I'd hope?
Warnings: Vincent is present. Otherwise, none.
Summary: Vincent seeks out Elliot (and of course Leo!) for some brotherly bonding and a bit of gloating.
It's strange, how quickly this place became home. He was barely even here before he left, after all, and yet now, walking through the grounds of the little complex occupied by his family and people he wants to kill other associates is very much like coming home. It must be the people, he decides, smiling to himself as he wanders through the already-familiar space, his eyes searching for two young men who will hopefully have some time for him.
They weren't in Elliot's room, and he's checked the rest of the house already. Perhaps they've gone out?
But no, just as he's about to give up, he turns a corner and catches sight of two heads, one dark and one light, just disappearing around the other side of the house.
Perfect! Both of them together, though that's not really a surprise. After all, they are inseparable. He knows, he's seen people try.
"Wait up..." he calls, though of course his tone sounds completely unruffled and not the slightest bit hurried. His boots are quiet against the grass, and his skirt swishes around them as he takes longer strides, in a sort of lazy compromise between chasing them and retaining his composure.
Status: Open to PH household, but wait til we get going, kay? And/or ask.
Style: Paragraph
Where: PH compound, outside
When: Week 24, day 4
Rating: PG, I'd hope?
Warnings: Vincent is present. Otherwise, none.
Summary: Vincent seeks out Elliot (and of course Leo!) for some brotherly bonding and a bit of gloating.
It's strange, how quickly this place became home. He was barely even here before he left, after all, and yet now, walking through the grounds of the little complex occupied by his family and people he wants to kill other associates is very much like coming home. It must be the people, he decides, smiling to himself as he wanders through the already-familiar space, his eyes searching for two young men who will hopefully have some time for him.
They weren't in Elliot's room, and he's checked the rest of the house already. Perhaps they've gone out?
But no, just as he's about to give up, he turns a corner and catches sight of two heads, one dark and one light, just disappearing around the other side of the house.
Perfect! Both of them together, though that's not really a surprise. After all, they are inseparable. He knows, he's seen people try.
"Wait up..." he calls, though of course his tone sounds completely unruffled and not the slightest bit hurried. His boots are quiet against the grass, and his skirt swishes around them as he takes longer strides, in a sort of lazy compromise between chasing them and retaining his composure.