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Elliot Craig

[MUFFLED VIOLIN MUSIC IN THE DISTANCE]

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[jurai]

Heh, me neither. Some people live the dream, right?

[He pats Elliot's shoulder playfully, as he looks out the window.]

Yeah...if you get the right one? You're set for life.

[fiddlestick]

Aha, yeah. But I'd imagine that dream becomes a nightmare when it comes time for Christmas shopping.

[So many people to keep straight and buy for. Elliot has a rough enough time with family]

Yup, you sure are. [though speaking of guys...] You and Rean seem to get along well.

[jurai]

...You know, that might explain why I didn't see her the whole two weeks before Christmas last year.

[She probably had to enter full crunch time mode]

...? Hm?

[Rean? Now that's a topic change, even if it's kind of related...in a 'Rean is a guy' kind of way.]

Heh, yeah, he's pretty easy to get along with. Glad there was nothin' to worry about on that front.

[fiddlestick]

Haha! You know, probably.

[Yes. A very random topic change. Of course it is Crow]

Yeah, no kidding. You two are already comfortable enough to tease each other and everything.

[jurai]

[What possible reason could Elliot be bringing Rean up now? Must be coincidence.]

It just sorta happened naturally. He's always got some little remark that keeps me on my toes...


Maybe we did this back in our other life, too...

[fiddlestick]

[Oh. Crow.....Crow you dumb beautiful bird]

Ahaha, maybe. He is very quick witted. Not everyone can keep up with you.

[Elliot couldn't, not in a battle of wits and jokes. ]

It's really good though. I can tell he's nervous about having friends, but I think you help him ease up a lot.

[jurai]

[Bless his stupid heart.]

Aww...stoppit. I'm turning red!

[But seriously-]

Heh, I'm not sure what he's so worried about. He's got that natural charm that attracts all sorts of people to him. Guys like you and him don't need ol' Crow's help there.

...Unless it's pickup lines. Then I rightfully accept being mentor.

[fiddlestick]

[He was about to say something before Crow added that part about pick up lines. He gives a look]

P-Pickup lines?

Wait, didn't you just say every girl you try to pickup gets taken by your friend instead...?

[jurai]

Ouch.

[WOW ELLIOT, YOU COULD'VE SLAIN HIM WITH THAT LINE. He visibly grips his chest, his face falling as his eyes close.]

The pickup lines still WORK, Elliot.

...

Hers just work better.

[fiddlestick]

Oh....sorry, I didn't mean to pour salt on a wound.

[He pats Crow's shoulder a couple times. There there Crow. There there.]

Okay, alright. Then....Professor Crow, what pickup lines do you use.

[jurai]

[Let him have what little pride he has, Elliot...]

Hm.

Well I try and tailor it to the person I'm trying to pick up. So for example, if it were you, I'd do something like..

[He'll just throw an arm around Elliot's shoulders.]

I may be Baroque but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy a night on the town~

[His most endearing trait--the ability to say all of this with a winning smile.]

[fiddlestick]

[ !!

Ok wow that is suddenly a lot of flirting thrown his way. And a pun! It makes Elliot blush and look away from that winning smile, giggling besides himself at the pun]

N-No fair.

[jurai]

[He'll remove that arm now, because he's not a homewrecker like SOME PEOPLE.]

Haha! It worked, didn't it?

No shame in admitting it~

[fiddlestick]

[Yeah thanks Crow. that's appreciated. ]

W-Well, a little but-

You already knew I liked music and puns. I thought pick-up lines are for when you just met someone.

[jurai]

[A good argument, but--]

I knew you liked music the moment I saw you, though. Remember how we met?

[fiddlestick]

Haha, how could I forget? Most people don't walk up and start chatting with the performer.

[jurai]

Heh, well you were just THAT good, you know.

[He closes his eyes, sitting back in his seat.]

They say you can tell when a person puts his all into his music, and when I heard you, I guess I finally understood what that meant.




Sappy as that sounds.

[fiddlestick]

Really sappy. [he's smiling though] But it's the nicest thing I could hear about my music.

[He glances out the window- noticing the surroundings]

Oh! Our stop's coming up!

[He'll reach over to pull the signal cord!]

[jurai]

[Good, he can see Elliot's self esteem meter go up by .5% just from that.]

Oh, already? Time sure flies...

[He'll stand up too, taking one of the supports on the bus to hold him in place while it goes to come to a stop.]

[fiddlestick]

[It sure did. It is now at 5.5% of a healthy level.]

Yeah, sure does.

[He waits till the bus stops to get up, because he is too klutzy to risk stumbling and falling on Crow. When it stops, he gets off, thanking the bus driver as he leaves because he's a polite boy.]

Okay, should be just down the block!

[He points and sure enough, there's a strange looking mailbox down the way next to a waffle place]

[jurai]

[Once Crow's hopped off the bus, he looks down the street to see...yep. That sure is a mailbox, albeit a very odd looking one.]

Mailbox, Waffle place.

This's got to be it. Anything special I gotta do to get my stuff?

[fiddlestick]

[he nods]

Yep. If you ever need to remember, just know it's the waffle place with the really good blueberry pancakes.

You should've gotten a slip with a number code on it? If you enter in the number, it'll open up for you. Then...it's just a matter of hoping it's something small enough that's easy to get out of a mailbox.

And not alive.

[He's heard some stories ok]

2/2 Surprise

[fiddlestick]

[And then, as if he just had a flashback to a horrible memory]

-- Oh and w-whatever you do, don't kick the mailbox! Just...don't.

[jurai]

Well now you've sold me on what to get from there.

[Give Crow a moment to fish that out of his pocket, a little crumpled from having to stuff it in there with the rest of his belongings.]

Ah, here we go. [He pauses at the 'Don't kick it!' comment, brows raised and...a little surprised at Elliot's tone. Did it bite?

It probably bit, it'd make as much sense as everything else in this world.]

Okay...so just punch in the number--like THAT....and!

[Like clockwork, the mailbox opens up, revealing his two pistols. Both look like they're different kinds of gun--one more rectangular and modern, while the other takes a more classic westernized look.

Gingerly, Crow reaches in to take them, fitting them into his hands just to test em out.]

Whoa...

[He'll just turn them over in his hands, looking at the blue energy flowing through some of the linings of the metal.]

[fiddlestick]

[In a sense. More like it teleported him and a cousin right into the lion's cage at the zoo. Elliot might have bad luck.

But he watches Crow enter in the code, thankfully without incident, and out come the guns.

Elliot too looks really impressed. It's so different seeing them in person than glancing during a memory]

Whoa...they look so cool...