Who: Elle Bishop, Veronica Mars, Draco Malfoy, and Dean Winchester Where: Infra Suite 103 When: Afternoon Why: For Elle, Veronica, and Draco can enter the game Open: Just them. Rating: PG-13?
With a whimper, her life was over or so she thought. Elle would never know why he did it. She would never know when the last few hours turned into a lie for him. Her Gabriel died for her and now she was dying for Sylar, the asshole! She wasn’t sure what to expect, she didn’t really believe in God. If she did, Elle would know she was going to hell. However, when she came to on the bed, Elle thought this might be a trick for they were on a beach so why was she here?
She leaned up with a groan for her body hurt, her soul hurt, Elle was broken. How could he do that to her? The lies, where they all lies, did he tell her the truth at some point in time or was Elle just another victim? Why did she fall for him? She already knew that answer for she had fallen for him from the start. Elle liked him when he was Gabriel and then she loved him as he forgave her, healed her, and saved her life. Now she hated him as she reached up and touched her forehead, the cut was there halfway across her forehead, the blood already dried, just like last time. Maybe he didn’t kill her. Did she discharge again? She looked around to see if he was laid out anywhere and what she found was a room full of her belongings.
She moved to sit up, blinked to her surroundings for this was very odd. She looked around in amazement and reached in the shirt pocket to get her phone, which was gone. “You have got to be kidding me!” she growled in disbelief for he took her phone! “GABRIEL!” she called out very hatefully as she moved to stand, but she wobbled slightly due to her wound in her leg. “This is not my day!” she muttered as she reached out for the dresser to stable herself.
Elle slowly went to the door and opened it, limped out into the hall in nothing but Gabriel black shirt and a tiny pair of shorts. She looked like hell, she felt like hell, but she wanted to know where she was before she did any thing else. “What the hell?” she muttered to herself as she saw her name on the door. Elle then held on to the wall as she made way into the living room. “HELLO?” she called out.