A contract for a contract.

[ferventknight]

Who: ferventknight and inkyubeytor
When: June 1st, in the evening.
Where: Phancyhive Manor, Elliot Nightray's room.
Summary: Kyubey has come to bother Elliot once more about a contract and the Chain he supposedly has.
Warnings: Blood, Elliot's loud mouth, horrible flash backs, and delicious contracts.

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[snakeofaguy]

It is worth worry about because it is Elliot. [Third person slips out of him in his panic, falling back on something he knows and is familiar with. It feels more comfortable to be speaking as though the snakes were talking, as if he were communicating for him. Only a translator, never the one involved, always so detached. He'd tried so hard just to be the observer, to be the quiet sentry of the tents, to watch over his family's safety in silence. Because they loved him as he was then, they accepted that. But he can't, not here, not now, not when he'd already lost his family once.

He won't lose them again.

His gloves are stained with blood when they're content that Elliot has no wounds on him. It's a hard thing to believe, but they're not there. The blood is there, the remnants, but not the source. Strangely, despite how unnatural it is, it's a relief. An arm encircles Elliot's side as Snake finds himself pulling Elliot in toward him, burying his face in the shoulder of the young man that isn't pressed into his own body. A suspended moment, a moment to gather himself, lost in the dizzying, sickening scent of blood and injury. Just a moment to be close to Elliot, to be thankful that he's alive, that he'll stay alive.]