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Gilbert showing up at the Nightray house should have told Elliot that something was up. Maybe if there had been sudden storms he would have paid attention. Storms, or blood in the water, or crows fluttering around the house…
What was he talking about? There were ALWAYS crows fluttering around the Nightray house.
Anyway, maybe if there had been some sign he would have been able to figure out that something was amiss, that maybe he should be a little more careful than he usually was. It would have been NICE if there was some kind of warning anyway.
And how dare Vincent turn Elliot's own SERVANT against him!!! Reo was in on it!
"I don't want to look at them!" Elliot tried to sit up from the loveseat that he and Reo were wedged in, Reo's lap covered in various books with covers that clearly illustrated their purpose. Busty women in ripped bodices and husky males with their arms wrapped around the women. Reo pushed him back down onto the seat and more novels tumbled onto Elliot's lap. Heavy novels too some of which had leather covers with gold lettering and no covers but Elliot was sure was more of the same. Bodice ripping and masculine men.
"You're going about this all the wrong way." Vincent said from the doorway. He had a woman on his arms, respectable looking, not the type of girl who'd you see on the stylized cover of a bodice ripper. She also…
"What are you DOING?!?!"
"Roleplaying!" Vincent said, his grip tight on Gilbert's shoulder and dragging a cross-dressed Gilbert into the room. "See, Elliot, you obviously don't know the proper way to seduce a woman so-"
"SE-" Elliot was off the love seat in a snap and several of Reo's precious novels fell to the floor. "I'm not seducing ANY woman! What… and Gilbert is NOT a woman!"
"Quite right." And with that Gilbert's skirt's rose. Elliot wasn't sure which of them was going to have an aneurysm first, he or Gilbert. "Now Elliot, this is what you'll look like when you grow up." There was a pause as Vincent's white gloved hand slid up his brother's milky thigh towards utterly exposed genitalia. "Well, maybe a little smaller."
The last thing Elliot heard before rage overpowered his senses and he started mindlessly throwing things and shouting was Reo muttering; "he's bigger than I thought…"
What was he talking about? There were ALWAYS crows fluttering around the Nightray house.
Anyway, maybe if there had been some sign he would have been able to figure out that something was amiss, that maybe he should be a little more careful than he usually was. It would have been NICE if there was some kind of warning anyway.
And how dare Vincent turn Elliot's own SERVANT against him!!! Reo was in on it!
"I don't want to look at them!" Elliot tried to sit up from the loveseat that he and Reo were wedged in, Reo's lap covered in various books with covers that clearly illustrated their purpose. Busty women in ripped bodices and husky males with their arms wrapped around the women. Reo pushed him back down onto the seat and more novels tumbled onto Elliot's lap. Heavy novels too some of which had leather covers with gold lettering and no covers but Elliot was sure was more of the same. Bodice ripping and masculine men.
"You're going about this all the wrong way." Vincent said from the doorway. He had a woman on his arms, respectable looking, not the type of girl who'd you see on the stylized cover of a bodice ripper. She also…
"What are you DOING?!?!"
"Roleplaying!" Vincent said, his grip tight on Gilbert's shoulder and dragging a cross-dressed Gilbert into the room. "See, Elliot, you obviously don't know the proper way to seduce a woman so-"
"SE-" Elliot was off the love seat in a snap and several of Reo's precious novels fell to the floor. "I'm not seducing ANY woman! What… and Gilbert is NOT a woman!"
"Quite right." And with that Gilbert's skirt's rose. Elliot wasn't sure which of them was going to have an aneurysm first, he or Gilbert. "Now Elliot, this is what you'll look like when you grow up." There was a pause as Vincent's white gloved hand slid up his brother's milky thigh towards utterly exposed genitalia. "Well, maybe a little smaller."
The last thing Elliot heard before rage overpowered his senses and he started mindlessly throwing things and shouting was Reo muttering; "he's bigger than I thought…"