[ oh good, they can be assholes together. watch out, mathias.
there's a moment when five just blinks, his face a deadpan mask, before he throws his head back and groans, shoulders slouching with exasperation. ] Shit. I really got the short end of the stick here.
[ a thousand years old and not stuck in the body of a thirteen year old going through second puberty sounded like a big win.
even if, beneath all of that, is the implication of the lifetimes elijah must have lived through. a curious, curious thing that the commission would have undoubtedly been all over, had they known.
maybe five ought to stop thinking in commission terms. he's past that, now, but it's still distinctly interesting. ] Alright, fine. Touche, you asshole.
[ as it were, longetivity and hyper-speed aren't dead give-aways to what elijah is, but he doesn't press. everyone has their secrets, and his clearly have nothing to do with figuring out the details of time travel. ] If you think you can get through the fog and back in under three minutes, far be it for me to stop you. Hell, maybe it won't choke the hell out of you. [ he sweeps throws up his arms, even as the gesture startles another ache through his injuries. he angles himself away from elijah's path, though there's no indication that he'll leave. ] I'll count the time.
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there's a moment when five just blinks, his face a deadpan mask, before he throws his head back and groans, shoulders slouching with exasperation. ] Shit. I really got the short end of the stick here.
[ a thousand years old and not stuck in the body of a thirteen year old going through second puberty sounded like a big win.
even if, beneath all of that, is the implication of the lifetimes elijah must have lived through. a curious, curious thing that the commission would have undoubtedly been all over, had they known.
maybe five ought to stop thinking in commission terms. he's past that, now, but it's still distinctly interesting. ] Alright, fine. Touche, you asshole.
[ as it were, longetivity and hyper-speed aren't dead give-aways to what elijah is, but he doesn't press. everyone has their secrets, and his clearly have nothing to do with figuring out the details of time travel. ] If you think you can get through the fog and back in under three minutes, far be it for me to stop you. Hell, maybe it won't choke the hell out of you. [ he sweeps throws up his arms, even as the gesture startles another ache through his injuries. he angles himself away from elijah's path, though there's no indication that he'll leave. ] I'll count the time.