or am I origami?

Dr. Elijah Rothschild. Yes, as in those Rothschilds.

[elijahrothschild]

frankiemaslany:

“Hell yeah you did but that’s fine. You look like you’ve had a bad day. I wasn’t trying to get all in your business but I get lonely up here sometimes! If I can have an actual conversation with someone who isn’t a drink idiot..it’s a good thing.”

“I apologize.” He paused. “Again. That was not my intention.” Eli shifted on his seat and then leaned his head on his hand. “Well, I’m not drunk and I’m pretty sure I’m not an idiot, so fire away. I’d like to have a conversation, too… with someone unbiased.”

[elijahrothschild]

eduardomadrigxl:

“You must spend a lot of time here then.” Eduardo remarked politely and clarified, “For it to happen a lot, I mean.”

He was starting to seriously consider going home and just leaving the box by a library but then the man spoke up. “Yeah, go ahead, man. I don’t mind.” Lalo stepped back, giving the man space to look through the box. “I should warn you, there’s mostly history books. And a few thrillers, maybe. I don’t know if that’s your cup of tea.”

“I do. I spend an unbelievable amount of time here. I should by stock in the place.” He said, teasing, not even sure if what he had said was funny.

It was awkward between them, the pair of them both clearly not social beings.

Or so it seemed.

“Oh, thank you.” Eli approached. “I’ll read anything.” He continued, sifting through the box. “I’m Eli, by the way. May I ask why you’re getting rid of these?”

[elijahrothschild]

eduardomadrigxl:

“Ah.” Lalo nodded. “Sorry about that.”

He rapped a nearby table with his knuckles, it was primarily a natural response to his uncertainty in a new place, but he also hoped somebody would hear the soft knocking and come to assist him. A few seconds passed with no such luck.

“Hey-” He addressed the man again, “-you wouldn’t know who I have to track down to get rid of these, would’ya?”

“It’s okay. Happens all the time.” Eli answered with a gentle smile as he continued to shuffle through the books .

After a while, when the owner didn’t show up, Eli began to get a little bit anxious. He shifted closer to the man, “May I have a look? I might be interested in buying them off of you – particularly since I’ve no idea where the owner is at the moment.”

[elijahrothschild]

frankiemaslany:

“You know I was just trying to be nice but it always backfires. Have a good night…or not. I don’t give a shit.”

Eli looked completely taken aback by Frankie’s sudden change of behavior. He screwed up his face, “I... I’m sorry if I came off the wrong way, I was genuinely curious. Do you have to be interested in asking people how they are or is it just an expectation that you sort of fill ?”

[vampiresofnola]

Reagan was sitting down at one of her favorite restaurants about to enjoy her favorite food when she looked up from her plate.  “You could have some of it if you want.  You know you want to.” She even pushed the plate forward for added effect.

[elijahrothschild]

Eli loved this place, and he enjoyed being in the company of the young woman across from him. He didn’t have many friends, so he took advantage of the time he could spend with the ones he had. “Maybe just a taste.”

[elijahrothschild]

frankiemaslan

“You got it.” Frankie shook is head and poured another drink for the other male. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

Eli grumbled but then his face lit up. “Actually, I do have a question for you. Is it like... a job requirement for you to talk to your patrons about their lives?”

[elijahrothschild]

frankiemaslany:

“Hopefully all of the stuff that is on your mind isn’t too bad. Drink responsibly.” Frankie poured another drink for the male and watched him down his first drink. “You got it.”

Eli winced. Most of the things on his mind were bad, downright awful, even, but he wasn’t drunk enough to spill it to a stranger. “I’ll call an uber, keep ‘em comin’.”

[elijahrothschild]

sophiemarks-pendragon:

She gave him a slight smile, nervous men in her shop was nothing new. “I’m sure you want to say something with this. Why don’t you tell me what, and I’ll put something together?”

Eli shifted. A note? He hadn’t thought about that. “Uh...” He faltered for a moment, scratching at the back of his ear. “How about... Thinking of you, see you soon? I’m open for suggestions.”

[frankiemaslany]

“I can’t open a tab for you unless you give me your card. If my boss found out you were trying to Frank Gallagher the place, she’d have my ass… That’s just the way it works.”

[elijahrothschild]

“I’m well aware of bar politics, thanks. I just have a lot on my mind.” Eli handed the man his card with a small smile. “Keep it open.”

[edwardlarkin-blog]

“Now that summer’s nearly here, I’m sure everyone’s in a partying state of mind! Not to fear, Eddie’s here with a full supply of all you’re fun-fuelling needs. If you need anything, let me know, my stash is full and I’ve got just about anything you’ll need.”

[elijahrothschild]

“You do realize I can hear every word you’re saying, right? You might as well just put a neon sign above your head that says, ‘hey, cops! I sell drugs, arrest me!’”

[dailyjosephgordonlevitt]

Oktoberfest in Munich, Germany (September 20, 2016) 

[elijahrothschild]

hal-pendragon:

“Well that sounds very quaint.” Actually, it sounded suffocating to Hal. But he’d never gotten on well with his family, at least not in close quarters. “I suppose in those terms we are a little new. I do hope we’ll stay here for a while though, moving is so taxing.” Hal shook the man’s hand in a friendly manner, brushing off his surprise after a moment. It wasn’t as though it was the first person he’d met that didn’t know of him. “Hal Pendragon, good to meet you as well. No offense at all, I’ll simply have to loan you a few copies.” He told the other, winking to make it clear that he didn’t mean it. 

“It’s not.” Eli answered easily with the shrug of his shoulders. He wasn’t going to divulge into any more details, but he’d never been the favored child in the Rothschild home. He wasn’t even second best. But this poor sap didn’t want to know that. He offered a cheery smile instead. “Yes, have you met her? She’d have left an imprint in your mind, so I’m sure you’d remember. Her name is Vivienne, and she’s very dramatic.” He scratched at the side of his neck and shifted slightly. “Pleasure to meet you, I like the surname, reminds me of King Arthur.” He may not have seen a lot of movies or TV shows but he sure did read. “Ah, yes, of course, but only if you watch with me to show me all the good parts.” Eli teased in kind.

[elijahrothschild]

sophiemarks-pendragon:

“No respect for the classics, then. Which is good, the classics are overrated. How about tulips? They stand for perfect love.” She suggested next. “Or lilies, means you think he’s beautiful.” It was all a bit sappy for her taste, but some people enjoyed it.

Eli laughed nervously. He’d known that there were meanings to certain flowers but he’d never been much of a romantic. This gift was meant to serve a purpose and he was starting to second guess himself. “I mean, he is beautiful.” He thought for a moment, looking at the flowers all around. “What about lilies and tulips?”

[elijahrothschild]

hal-pendragon:

“Well I have been here for six months now, I’m afraid you’re rather late for that. But Sophie will be happy to take any welcoming gifts you have to offer, she’s the unrelenting tornado of dust and fury inside.” Hal explained, gesturing to the house behind him, that was still belching dirt. He looked rather taken aback at the other man’s confession. “I’ve been in several quite well known movies. I’m an actor?”

“Oh, well, I haven’t been back quite as long. I’m having a house built, staying with my parents until it’s completed, and Mother told me you and your wife were new to the neighborhood. You’ll have to excuse her, anything less than a decade is new.” He offered a smile then held out his hand. “Elijah Rothschild, pleasure to meet you, even if I am slightly offending you with the fact that I don’t recognize you. Can’t say I’ve seen many movies lately – and by lately I mean in the last eight years. I’ve seen Star Wars and that’s about it…” He paused before tacking on, “Lately.”

[elijahrothschild]

sophiemarks-pendragon

Sophie set down her book when he started talking, and raised an eyebrow, looking him over. “Flowers for an ex, that don’t say fuck you?” She clarified. She’d done more than one bouquet for that sort of thing. “Have you tried roses?”

Eli smiled at her nicely, “Well... I honestly don’t think he’s a roses kind of guy.” He answered with the slight shrug of his shoulders. “Got any other suggestions?”

[elijahrothschild]

missyxvi:

    – “Well, time’s a-wasting!”

With a genuinely excited grin, Vi took one last sip of her coffee and turned towards her new friend, finding that the stools the two were perched on were much closer than she had originally thought. 

   – “Let’s go?”

Eli finished his own coffee and set the mug down on the counter with a smile to the person who worked there.

“Yes, of course, let’s go.” He walked over to the door and held it open for his new found friend.

[xavierhalder-blog]

There were some days when Sophie was ready to go to work. She did like the flower shop, enjoyed arranging bouquets and all of the other ins and outs that came with working there. Not to mention matching customers with the perfect flowers. It could be interesting. But there were also some days when she would rather be anywhere else. This was one of the latter, and it showed in her town when she hardly looked up from her book when the cheery bell above the door rang. “Welcome to Pendragon Flowers, can I help you?”

[elijahrothschild]

Eli had passed the flower shop a few times, contemplating whether or not he should buy flowers for the object of his affections. Was it weird? He wasn’t certain. He was too socially awkward to understand the ins and outs of his particular relationship (or lack thereof). “Hi.” He offered as he approached the counter. “I’m wondering if you could help me pick out the right flowers for… uh, an ex with whom I am trying to rekindle the flame?” Was that too much? He wasn’t sure.