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Indie Leo Baskerville Blog There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back M!A: ~~~

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{♕} || —— ❝Oh, no, I’m just going to give you a key & nothing to use it on.❞

   A sarcastic tone he provides once more, but upon the  turn of the key,  the box opens to showcase a gorgeous  landscape of miniature stature.           In the center is a  delicate bird, turning as a familiar song plays; a music  box,   replaying that sweet song Elliot once composed  for his dear servant.       The symbol of their friendship…

 Statice.

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     ✧ ⇢|| Staring at the tiny bird in the middle of the music box, using an exceedingly long second to take it all in. The detail, the beauty, the gentle tune he knew... A smile spread on his features, and he looked up to Elliot.

“It’s beautiful.. Who made it?”

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{♕} || —— ❝Of course not, that would be ridiculous.❞

   Oh, please, Leo, he’ll never admit to something out loud.  Nothing like that. Deny, deny, deny.   ( Although, still, the  notion  that  he  is  less  pleasurable to kiss than a fruit is  still an unkind one. )

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“Why? You really don’t care if I prefer apples to you?”

     ✧ ⇢|| Pushing for a reaction, he smiled mischievously, aiming for a better reaction than this from the Noble with his delicate temper. Leo tapped his chin and shrugged absentmindedly.

“You think it’s really ridiculous?”

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{♕} || —— ❝Of course I did, who do you take me for?❞

   Someone who doesn’t give presents, apparently. He takes  Leo’s hand,  placing into it a small key & closing his valet’s  palm around it, before proceeding to hand him a box.     It is  carved with ornate designs & crafted with beautiful,      dark  wood,          with a golden plate with a hole for the key in the  center.

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     ✧ ⇢|| His eyes drifted through the distortion of his glasses and hair, and held both key and box in his hands, the golden sprites floating in the air around the items making the flecks more at ease and natural than usual... Leo cleared his throat, hoping that would settle the butterflies now vacating his stomach. Just the exterior of the box and intricate patterns adorning it made the valet curious and appreciative in one big swell, almost stealing his words from any form of a proper reaction.

“Is the box part of the present too?”

     ✧ ⇢|| Chewing at his bottom lip, he hesitantly tried to prolong opening the delicately decorated box for a second longer, before putting in the key and turning.

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{♕} || —— ❝Psh. Not sweet? Impossible.❞

   & while he gives a sarcastic tone, he conceals the fact  that he really is slightly offended.

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“....Elliot, are you jealous of the apples?”

     ✧ ⇢|| Even with his Master’s brisk attempt to play off the comments, it was obvious that he though otherwise, not that it was picked up on apparently. Leo adjusted his glasses pushing his own playful tone in the banter.

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Casually dumps a birthday cake in front of the little orphan.

“Best birthday present all day.”

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                                               I’m   n o t   their hero                                                but that doesn’t mean                                                that  I  wasn’t  brave

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     “Yes! Did you like it?”  Are you deaf yet leo

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“Next time just get me a book. Please.”

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IMPERSONATE MY CHARACTER IN MY INBOX I WANNA SEE WHAT YOU GUYS THINK OF THIS LIL SHIT

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     Sings Happy Birthday to YOU.

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“.....Is this a birthday present?”

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   Offense taken.

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“Don’t look so hurt, I mean, you’re you, but you’re also not...sweet like an apple, obviously.”

     ✧ ⇢||He gave a short smile, and folded his arms with obvious amusement at the received reaction.

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{♕} || —— ❝Happy birthday, Leo.❞

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“Oh yeah, that’s today...Thanks.”

     ✧ ⇢|| A short and indifferent laugh drifted in the air that began to stifle at the short of bored reaction of the servant. His fingers ran gently along the closed pages of the book he held close to his chest and gave a minimal head turn to look around in anticipation.

“Did you get me anything..?”

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“Bobbing for apples is so gross. If I’m going to swap spit with a stranger, I’d rather just make out with you.” haha

“Too bad….I like the taste apples better than your spit…”

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birthday smoochies!!

“!!!!”

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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{♕} || —— ❝…❞

   There’s a heavy silence in which Elliot does nothing  more than stare at Leo.     Is it possible that he’s been  forgotten so easily…?       The nobleman raises only a  brow, & nothing more.

“Elliot, I know we’re fairly close but we don’t actually have a telepathic connection....”

     ✧ ⇢|| He tapped his foot, still waiting on an answer, and stepped towards Elliot. He had of course found what he was looking for earlier, but the fact of using it...or showing Elliot was being dwindled away with the longer he was taking to address what he wanted.

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{♕} || —— ❝…Were you busy?❞

   The boy straightens his bow tie, failing to look at his valet.  Still,     he is waiting for his servant to wish him well on his  date of birth,           but his worst fear is that he has entirely  forgotten.

     ✧ ⇢|| A short snicker filtered out into the air, short and very bemused. He shifted his weight and began to move so he was able to place the books he was holding down. Leo smiled and looked at the expectant or maybe..sour look Elliot held.

“I was looking for something...but I found it. Why? What did you need?”

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“Elliot? Are you in here? I heard you were looking for me.”

     ✧ ⇢|| The servant stepped into his Master’s room, carrying two or three books in his arms. Spending all day stuck in the library, surrounded in all the sweet still smell of multiple worlds to keep him company. Though, he had been looking for something specific all day, without word no any of the Nightray’s or a certain one in particular, that is.