Elisabeth Glorianna Braddock // Psylocke (shadow_lust) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-01-18 18:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | elisabeth braddock, michael connelly |
Something's are better left...
WHO: Michael and Elisabeth.
WHAT: Giving gifts, talking, sleeping.
WHEN: After she sees Lex Luthor, after the fraggin' party.
WHERE: Scout's flat.
RATING: R (language, sexual references, etc.).
STATUS: COMPLETE.
More than pleased with her first of two gifts, Elisabeth carefully and lovingly wrapped the hand cuffs in a brown box topped with a white bow. Until she felt ready, the gift stayed in the bedroom Jubilee was letting her stay in; on the nightstand as a reminder to give Michael the damn thing. She hoped it wouldn't backfire, that he wouldn't think her odd for bestowing him with a gift or feeling smothered. She did question herself more than twice on her reasonings behind the gifts, but she never let herself think on it long enough to get an answer. And so, she wrote it off as something friendly and asked that Scout think the same. If he freaked...she'd take them back and wait a week to speak to him again. He had Allison now, wasn't like he needed the company. The nightmare warding could be done without talking.
Elisabeth left Jubilee a note that she was gone for the day (and possibly night) before hailing a black cab to the hotel. She knew faces and some names of the staff by now, being here every night for Michael, and she lazily waved a hello. When she reached his door, she knocked briskly, holding the boxed gift behind her back. "Oy, s'me."