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Jesse Custer ([info]cowboy_god) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2009-03-12 17:49:00

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Entry tags:elle bishop, jesse custer

In the aftermath (Elle)
How many days had passed?

Jesse and Elle had ended up back at his apartment, in bed. He'd known that they would. They way that the Cupid thing seemed to infect people led to instant love. Not just lust. Lust was different. Lust, people could control better. Logic could still seep through. But love, you wanted to give yourself over completely.

Mere hours after they'd arrived, spent some time together, the feeling had worn off. There was no longer that love there. But it didn't mean that Jesse had any intention of kicking Elle out. She was pretty, she was sassy. She was a strong woman. And as long as she was into it, it was absolutely no issue for Jesse to continue either.

She was a female, he was a male.

Made all the sense in the world to him.

Of course, he was waiting for her to realize that they weren't in love with each other anymore. He stood in the kitchen, wearing only pants, making coffee. Sooner or later, since she was alone and not being ravaged again and again to keep her mind off of it, her mind was going to get to wandering, and she was going to figure it out.

What would she say then? How would she take it? Blame him? Be embarrassed? Hate herself, hate him, hate them both? Claim she'd wanted no part of it? Of course all the bad things went through his head. He was a preacher. It had been taught into him to think that the world was a dismal place filled with vile things.

Maybe it wouldn't be all that bad.



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[info]cowboy_god
2009-04-09 05:05 pm UTC (link)
"Guess in the strictest terms of the word, yeah, I'm still a drunk. I drink a lot, but I don't really get inebriated anymore. Unless I drink a lot. I got my bad habits, and I can admit them. Drinkin, smokin, women. But I do love them, and I ain't lookin to quit none of them any time soon." He gave her a wink.

Jesse could understand the wanting to know. He'd gone on a rediculous and hard quest to understand a thing, and it had taken him through some really difficult things. He still didn't really have the answer he'd been looking for, either. Though he'd stopped once he'd arrived in the City. He had known from the very start that what he was looking for wasn't here. Hadn't ever been, and never would be.

"That's twice now you've mentioned somebody eatin brains, darlin. I think yer gonna have to explain to me just what you mean. Especially after that zombie thing we had not too long ago. Cause that's all I can think about." He leaned in a bit and took the fork, nudging her softly with his shoulder. "I won't never shoot you."

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[info]i_shock
2009-04-10 10:07 pm UTC (link)
Women. Elle tried not to be jealous of that, but there was the slightest prickle of it at her neck. Why she couldn't explain. She didn't own Jesse, not by any means, but she knew a lot about him, at least, she knew more than she did when she'd first met him.

And they knew each other intimately now.

Huh.

"Drinkings not so bad, I wasn't really allowed. Maybe one of these days, since no one from the company is around I'll kick back with a bottle of something and see what it's like." Elle smiled either way.

"Oh, well. There's a man from where I'm from named Gabriel.. Sylar, is what he goes by now. He can consume people's powers by cutting their head open and examining their brains." She said it all calmly, like it didn't bother her. It did, on some level. As she'd loved Gabriel. But Sylar? She'd forced him to do it. She still felt awful. "Not so much eating, but people don't live through it. They die either after he's opened their skull, or before that. Sometimes after..." Elle didn't frown, she just took a fork of her own and ate some of the omelet.

"He's enemy number one as far as the company is concerned. But none of us have nabbed him yet. I nearly died trying the last time I saw him. I'm sure he'd love to have my ability."

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[info]cowboy_god
2009-04-15 12:45 am UTC (link)
"Suppose it's a real good thing that he's not around then, is it? Seems like there's a lot of tasty choices for him in this place."

And all the City needed was another villain to bother with. Jesse never would understand why it brought in the bad guys with the good. Seemed to him that it would have been safer to just have one sort. And not the bad sort.

"Well, we'd better be sure to keep you safely inside if you're gonna get drunk. Don't want you startin any bar brawls or shockin anyone who looks at ya wrong." He winked again, to show he was just teasing. He was pretty sure that she had full control of her abilities these days, even if drunk.

"Come on, now. Let's finish this food. I'll help ya work off all the calories."

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[info]i_shock
2009-04-15 02:41 pm UTC (link)
"It's good, but at the same time I'd like to capture him or kill him so that's over with instead of him running around in my time doing whatever he likes." Elle was determined to get Sylar one day, and one day she would.

She just needed more time.

She laughed. "I think you just want to get me drunk and have me to yourself, Jesse." She didn't mind it either. She was perfectly happy with someone wanting here since it didn't ever seem to last long.

Boys.

"Oh?" The smile that spread across her face was wicked, but not mean, more naughty. She was quick to finish and even quicker hurrying down the hall for what must have been round 10 or 15..

He was shameless, and she was fine with that.

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