yo i'm probably giving myself away with these but listen up i think it's worth it when i was starting up with photography i would have wished someone bought me some state of the art cameras to help me get on my feet re: what i'm passionate about so like... don't sweat it if you think this is too much lol my boyf's rich as heck so i'm not gonna go hungry for buying these plus: employee discount :)
ho ho ho happy holidays elliot!! invite me to a concert some time and keep on rocking dude
[is what the typed out card will read, atop a rather large box, and a smaller box.]
[man, it feels good to have the means to give so freely to others]
[Holy crap. When he gets this present? He's in shock. A keyboard!! And some wonderful headphones! He may have hugged it. He may have teared up. This is the perfect present.
When he reads through the note? Yeah, it doesn't take long at all to figure out who it is. A photographer that knew he was into music and wanted headphones. There's only one person it could be]
[ majima doesn't know much about music so he gets elliot a gift card to a local music store. it should get him something pretty nice!! merry christmas from your boss elliot. ]
[ Even with all this doom and gloom and no sunlight to be seen, life goes on. After startling himself when he woke up that morning to see a glowing rock in the dark sitting on his kitchen counter, he decides to find out if Elliot is free and to go meet up with him. Because he nearly forgot about that strangely coloured glowing rock he got from Retrospec and if its anything like the ones that Elliot owns... He might know more about it first hand.
He still has his baby tonberry in tow. He doesn't trust it enough to leave it alone in his dark apartment... ]
Good morning, Elliot. Or, I guess just morning since no sunlight doesn't make them very good.
[ Lucky for Zack, Elliot's schedule was more open these days. Complete and utter darkness meant that it'd be too dangerous to do street musician work, which opened up plenty of his time.
Plus like he'd ever turn down a chance to practice magic with family. ]
Aha, morning Zack. [He'll notice the tonberry] Oh, is that the little guy Retrospec sent you?
[ so, things are awkward. eren knows why down to every last detail, his gut tells him, which is why he doesn’t force anything. maybe time for them both was the best, and texting would have to be their better means of communication.
but every day that passes is another day he tries even harder than the last, another day where it hurts a little more to be without elliot. there was a hole of fear between them, and only eren would be able to give him that sense of security back to him, the same way he’d only be able to do it if elliot believed it when he said he could. there was something the eren now has that the eren from the past didn’t have: time. time to figure things out the best he could.
it has almost been a week, and it’s getting much too unbearable for eren to let drag on further. he’s better mentally, much better, and physically is just a consequence. he didn’t like it since day one, and once he’s positive he’s managed to get his head out of the water that engulfed him the first two times— he sends elliot a message.
i wanted to show you something, but i need you to come to the woods alone, and i need you to trust me.
he’d never put him in danger if he didn’t know what he was doing, but he still gives elliot the liberty to actually come on his own or not. eren waits for him there, tucking his motorcycle into a safe and hidden place (that had a minor surprise for later), and waits for him just by recollé woods’ entrance. ]
[It was a long week, but unlike the last stretch they went without seeing each other, Elliot understood why. Things were awkward between them, and both of them needed time to figure out how to mend the gap between them.
So while Eren works hard on getting better, Elliot turns to his own source of strength: music. The writer's block that came with the perpetual night still lingers, so he spends his energy bettering himself at a guitar he rented from the school. He starts out clumsy and he has to get gloves to make up for his inability to make callouses, but he pours his heart into it and with each day he gets a little better.
If Angela couldn't play anymore, someone had to take up the torch.
He was just wrapping up a productive practice session when he gets the text. Just seeing who the text was from makes his heart jump a little. Figures Eren would beat him to the punch, he'd been planning to text him after he got home tonight. He missed Eren so much, and he was starting to feel ready to see him again.
Reading the actual message gives him pause. He wanted him to go to the woods alone? His heart now jumps into his throat. That...was a lot bigger jump than Elliot had been planning for their first interaction since what happened. He'd been planning dinner, maybe having a conversation to clear the air. Leave it to Eren to want to cannonball into an issue. There's an urge to text him back and tell him no, that that was much too big a step for the first step.
...
But...he did trust Eren. He knows that Eren would never willingly put him into danger. If Eren was willing to ask him out there, alone, then it had to mean he was sure things would be okay.
So, with more hesistation than part of him would like, and against the possibly better judgement of the other part of him, he'll get on the next bus that takes him near the woods. He listens to the music on his phone the whole way- the stuff that encourages him to take actions like this. Once he's off the bus and it drives out of view, he'll put away his earphones and head for the forest entrance- spotting Eren nearby]
[A text comes to you in the late afternoon of February 3rd. The sender's name has been encrypted and errors out and there are no signs of who the message belongs to. Clicking on the profile of this Retrospec user brings up a picture of the Retrospec symbol.]
How would you like to help us help you out? Your observation period's up and I want you on this particular assignment. You'll be fine, you're probably not going to die, and we'll be able to monitor you from here. We need help. You've got the skills needed even if you don't know it yet. I know it and that's what counts.
You'll be working with a group (wish I could give you the names, still putting the lists together), but your assignment partner is Natalie Goodman Should you choose to accept this assignment, you will need to meet at the edge of the woods and we'll go from there.
You'll be rewarded for your success, of course, but this is only if we have an agreement. Do we have an agreement?
[No other messages will be sent from this account at this time.]
[ooc: Hello! You've been sorted into group 3. Your event log will go up at 9pm EST along with all of the other logs. We encourage you to read the main event log as well for more information about your recruiter and this note. In the meantime, head over to this thread on the latest mod post to meet your teammates. Thank you!]
[THERE ARE SO MANY ALARMING THINGS ABOUT THIS TEXT ELLIOT'S NOT EVEN SURE WHERE TO BEGIN. HE'S BEEN WATCHED? HE PROBABLY WON'T DIE? THIS SEEMS WORRYING.
But it also might be the best chance he gets to learn more, or get rid of this dome. And maybe he can back out if it gets too sketch, right? So...
[sup!! baren harassed the npc for listings of where everyone in the event is assigned to group-wise and where they're going. so that means group 3 is being assaulted with unwanted texts for reasons that will become clear almost immediately.
however in exchange, he does attach the aforementioned helpful list to the text before he sends his actual message.]
elly got another favor less about cooking more about healing
mimori togo's in your group if she gets injured heal her asap? if you need money in exchange for services i don't care i'll pay just look out for her for me
[what demands to make of someone he barely knows wow!!]
[ooc: if you need to drop this thread/ignore this text due to event workload, i totally understand and feel free!]
[ There's a slight delay in his response as THIS happens. ]
Oh, thanks for the list! This helps. And don't worry, of course I'd heal Mimori I was planning to heal any teammates that got hurt. So you don't need to pay me.
[She waits a while, until they've both had a chance to settle in after returning back to camp. After all, she doesn't want to make him nervous, even if she's been told something he isn't aware she knows. With the rations she was given, she approaches Elliot as the sun is steadily sinking lower. Despite how perturbed she is, he gets a look with a fair amount of concern.]
[Elliot was in the middle of doing maintenance on his staff. His day off had been a great one, so he had returned in better spirits, but seeing how much the forest had suffered while they were gone? Did put a damper on those bright spirits some. It hit home much harder just how serious this situation was.
Still, he'll look up when Natalie approaches him and gives a smile]
[ when elliot hears a knock on the door, he can probably guess who it is. it's practically a ritual for souji to come on over for a cup or two of coughfee (sometimes asking for an entire thermos) and to maybe get a plate of steak n' break so it should be no surprise as to who's at the door without notice. ]
[ but also, souji brought his fox friend along because she wants to eat as well :9 so please open up so they can feast ]
[ Elliot had been taking time off from cooking, so it had slipped his mind that Souji would still come over. So when he goes to answer the door, he's not even in an apron. ]
[Today-ish, Elliot will receive a card via snail mail, of all things! It's homemade, with this image on the front. Inside is a handwritten message in red ink.]
THANK YOU!
hi Elliot! i just wanted to thank you so much for everything you did while we were out in bosuma! for healing my lusus (and everybody else as well!), for knocking out the bear, for all the delicious home cooking and beautiful music and the fun times you put together for us. you kept us alive out there, but just as importantly, you kept us sane.
♥ YOU DA REAL MVP! ♥
sincerely, Ami (and AmiMami!)
[AmiMami apparently refers to her lusus, since there's an arrow drawn from that to a black paw print in the corner.]
[He'd visited Club Sunshine the night before, and heard the name Elliot in reference to a talented musician. He supposed he should be glad that it didn't just so happen to also be one of the people he'd contacted before in reference to Dante. With a clean slate, on the other hand, he wasn't sure how to approach this. He contacted people all the time professionally, but this was different with the stupid You Can't Leave parts to deal with.]
Hello, my name is Dylan Walker and I am contacting you as one of the live acts that I hear performs at Club Sunshine. Do I have the right person?
[Dylan Walker...luckily, that surname is common enough that he doesn't connect any dots. He hadn't heard about Dylan's family in years anyway, since everything he knew was through his mom.
Instead, he's just excited to have someone contact him about music. MUSIC!! ]
Oh, yes! Hello! I'm Elliot. What can I do for you?
[ It takes a while for Minato to get used to being in Club Sunshine. The people here have their various skills— some are smooth talkers, others are physically impressive, there are people like Elliot who have undeniable talent in what they do- and then there's Minato, doing more watching than anything else, as if trying to live through everything vicariously.
Sometimes watching isn't enough, though.
For whatever reason, Elliot's stepped out-- a bathroom break, or maybe he had to answer a phone call-- but wherever he is, somewhere further inside, there's that faint and tentative, but distinctive, plinking of piano keys... and then a bold glissando from one end of the keyboard all the way to the other. ]
[It doesn't matter what Elliot had been stepping out for. Or at least, it stops mattering the moment he hears his piano. He can hear it the same way a parent can pick up their child's cry. His baby...it's in trouble.
So you better believe he's rushing back to see what's going on. ]
[ hello, elliot. someone in your house has made the mistake of not properly closing your front door. for assholes like souji, that pretty much is an open invitation for them to walk in so souji does exactly that (but only after closing the door behind him because he's not a complete jerk). he is here for his daily coughfee and steak so it shouldn't be too surprising that he's sitting at the dining table, patiently waiting for elliot to come into the kitchen. ]
[ what is surprising is that he's sitting at the table, wearing a body pilow that has yosuke on the back and this cat on front while also wearing the gift that yu got him. he's just sitting at the table, staring off into the hallway that connects to the dining room/kitchen, just waiting... ]
[Elliot knew Souji would be coming pretty soon, which is why he was heading to the kitchen. He'd just been playing video games with Eren in the living room, so he didn't notice the strange man come in.
Thus when he walks into the kitchen? Souji is greeted with a SCREAM.
[ where did eren take them for a memory jam? well— he’s feeling a little mushy. after a fairly familiar straight road being sped down (with a new car that roars beautifully to it), eren eventually pulls up near a spot they knew all too well: clear night skies, full of bright stars and jaw dropping scenery. it’s the same place eren took them to hold elliot’s hand for the first time.
the seating tonight is a very comfy blanket on top of the hood of eren’s car, windows down and music playing softly in the background for them. they could lay down next to each other, or sit up— depended on what was happening, if they ate their half pineapple half four meat pizza with garlic knot side dishes. in convinient boxes, of course. he’s winding up with their first memory for tonight. ]
Promise you won’t judge him?
[ him is not “him” this time, meaning junior. it’s levi. we’re talking about first memories involving people we know!! ]
[ Elliot remembered this spot alright. It was the spot that held one of his favorite memories, after all. And with the addition of the blanket, the pizza, and the music...leave it to Eren to find a way to make things more romantic and wonderful.
But they weren't just here to enjoy a wonderful date. It was another memory share session. At the question, he gives a nod.]
Mm. Well, I might judge his past self, but...I won't judge the one whose in Recolle. that wouldn't be right.
[Sanji wouldn't have even ventured outside if not for knowing Yusuke's likely having the time of his goddamn life -- and consequently, not eating like he's supposed to. This is as much as search for his boyfriend as it is him doing his civic duty, though more often than not, with just dump red paint on an object with zero finesse or... draw an egg where a building should be.
... He never said he was good at this, alright? His skills lean heavily towards cuisine. That, and he's not exactly in a hurry to find Recollé U and paint it back into existence.
Though despite being grumpy and grim-faced, he'll stop for familiar faces. Especially if familiar faces might've seen his boyfriend Yusuke where the hell u at--]
[ Elliot was in the middle of his own painting session. He couldn't really help keep up with Yusuke's intense pace, but he did want to help out, so he was in the midst of trying to paint back a building with a paint roller he managed to find.
Unfortunately for Sanji though, he doesn't notice him. Not only if he facing a painted wall, but he's got big headphones over his ears with music blasting - because of course a music nerd would jam to tunes as he works. He seems to be in a pretty good mood, humming along to some upbeat song as he snaps his fingers with his free hand. He's probably moving his roller in time with the music, not that Sanji can hear it.
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