Slow Suicide, Like It Or Not, It's What We Do

Oct 10, 2009 00:58

Elle sits at the Luna Bar nursing her third drink now. She's never been much of a drinker (being locked in the Company didn't give her a chance to be one) but right now, she likes the cloud it's casting in her mind. Anything to distract her from her last run in with Sylar and what that all meant. Assuming it means anything that he kissed her. She ( Read more... )

chuck noblet, elliot reed, elle bishop

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waywardnoblet October 12 2009, 02:34:17 UTC
Chuck knows what Elliot is going through. He, too, is friends with that section of the newspaper. He peers at her from his spot near a tree like a spying creeper.

Disclaimer: He is not actually a spy or a creeper. He just gives off that impression, sometimes.

He also has a lollipop in his mouth. It's blue. (So are his lips, and his tongue.)

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elliotreed October 12 2009, 02:42:23 UTC
Elliot is so engrossed in circling possibly job opportunities, and xing over the ones that sound too sketchy to her that she doesn't even notice the possible creeper or spy right away.

She finally does, looking up and spotting him near one of the trees. It was a grown man...with a blue mouth and tongue and lollipop. If she didn't know better, she would think it was JD.

"..Hello?"

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waywardnoblet October 12 2009, 02:48:30 UTC
CRAP.

Spotted.

Chuck looks around for a second, in a what, are you talking to me? way before realizing how stupid he looks because no one else is around and he's the only one hiding near a friggin' tree.

"...hi."

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elliotreed October 12 2009, 03:23:59 UTC
"...Why were you hiding behind a tree?" She asks in confusion, watching him still.

Really, the only person she knows who would do things like this was JD, or maybe Turk, but Turk wasn't here.

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