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[aluraborealis]

Revelation, Reunion

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"Elijah, you're really sure about this, right? Like, one-thousand percent sure?" Alura questioned as she paced the floor of the artist's apartment, nervously picking at the cuticles on her thumbs. She trusted Eli, but willingly telling another human about her interstellar origins is no small matter. If the wrong people were to find out, she could be locked away for government study, unwillingly experimented on, or worse.

[krasnayavedma]

Taking a vacation was a nice change, especially given how busy she’d been. Wanda looked forward to the cold temperatures that was promised in the north; and as much as she absolutely loved the frigid air, even she could admit this was ridiculous. The blizzard was unexpected, making her grateful for the cabin she and Eli can take refuge in. She’s equally appreciative for the fire that he starts. Wanda finds comfort in the warmth of their cuddle and the fire, her shivers gradually retreating. ❝ I don’t think I will either, ❞ she says, half-joking. Soon, her lips meet his, and a sudden spark goes off in Wanda. She doesn’t know what gets into her when she gently pushes Elijah on his back. Clothes come off as she sits comfortably atop of him with her legs on either of his sides. Slowly grinding her hips against him to grant some relief, she tentatively puts her hands on his bare chest and lowers herself to kiss him, with the hope of alleviating the rest of her tension.

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[multusxcastalides]

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    She places her hand in Isabelle’s and allowed the blonde to draw her down beside them. “She’s right, handsome,” she said, reaching out and stroking his cheek with the back of her hand. “Just let us be good to you. What else would you have us do? Ignore you?” She leaned up, pressing a kiss to his temple. “We could never.” He looked miserable, and she felt bad for him. “And don’t you worry about getting us sick. We’re women, we’ll live.”

     She crawls onto the couch, lifts his legs onto her lap, and tugs the throw blanket off of the back of the couch. “Just humor us, okay? Let us spoil you for a bit and then, when we do get this plague you have, you can take care of us both, hmm?” She reached over and tucks the blanket in around him. “Don’t tell me you’re not enjoying yourself right now, Mr. King,” she teases. “Two beautiful women, who usually are all over each other, now only have eyes for you. And will probably come to bed with you when you want to take a nap. Feed you, get you drinks, whatever you want.” She placed her hand over his and gives it a squeeze. “So, how about it, hmm?”

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The room was soundproof, but she couldn’t help but glance behind her to make sure that the people gathering in the next room hadn’t heard her. “Elijah…now?” Bella stifled a laugh as she bit down on her lower lip, her legs spread a little so that he could stand between them. She wasn’t expected to be in the meeting, but she wasn’t supposed to still be there. She wasn’t going to lie: the idea of them doing it while an entire room of people were just beyond the two-way glass was such a turn-on.

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     This is why she didn’t date anymore. Blind or otherwise. She had already been waiting too long and she was getting annoyed by the fact that she had clearly been stood up. She would give him five more minutes, and then she was going to pack up her things and leave. She had better things to do, and the nanny wasn’t cheap.

     The five minutes passed and there was still no sign of ‘Theo’, or whatever his name was, and she was already packing her wallet and phone back into her purse when a voice pulled her from her annoyed thoughts. “Oh…” She furrowed her brow, studying his face for a few moments. She was pretty sure he was not Theo… But she couldn’t be completely sure, the pictures on Tinder were never what these guys looked like in reality. “I am going to assume you are not my asshole date, and say yes; I’d love to get a top-up.”

[ofgunsandlipstick]

What on earth is wrong with her? She’s never cared before about his dates. She’s never bothered telling him about hers either. But now that she thinks about it, it’s been at least a month since she’d ever thought about going out with another person and it doesn’t even sound appealing.

Even though she was the one to ask about his date, Peggy finds something gnawing in the pit of her stomach. Finally, she can’t take it anymore and throws up a hand. “Alright, that’s enough story time for one day,” she insists, even though she’s already wincing about what Eli’s potential reaction will be.

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[manbehindtheshield]

“--so by the twenty-first your paper on art in the renaissance will be due by noon.  either handed in physically or submitted electronically....” steve tells his students just before the class is over.  he tries to make his lectures fun, but even so, there’s still work to be handed in and graded.  he’s not that much older than most his students and worries that he won’t be taken seriously, but this group seems to be pretty accepting of him -- unlike his class two semesters ago!  he skims through a few more slides on the projector, showing examples of things he’d like included.  blue eyes glance around the room to see who’s paying attention and who’s slacking off.  kaitlyn is texting someone, trying to hide it behind her backpack -- which is no surprise to him.  he figures she’ll ask for an extension on her assignment like she always does.  when he looks to the next row, he sees elijah jotting notes -- at least he hopes it’s notes -- down on a pad of paper.  he’s a good student, always seems engaged in the lectures and takes time research.  but not only that, elijah is also an exceptional artist. he really knows how to use color and design to invoke emotion. it’s something steve greatly admires.  the projector is switched off and steve picks up his coffee cup to take a sip just as he remembers something else he wanted to tell the class before they leave.  “--also i just wanted to add that i’m starting an evening sketch class starting next tuesday night if anyone is interested.  this isn’t a credited class -- it’s purely recreational. but come and join me if your interested in learning to draw or want to brush up on your skills.  thank you everyone.  see you next week!”  

the students begin to gather up their things and leave and steve’s eyes settle back on eli.  they’ve talked a few times before and after class enough to know that the younger man had been going through some tough times.  the details aren’t known except that he’s in need of some money -- he guesses.

“elijah king, can i see you for a moment?” steve calls, beckoning him over to his desk with a wave of his hand.  he’s got an idea to help them both out:  elijah needs money and steve needs a life model for his class.  

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[secondchaircellist-a]

“Oh, good, you’re up!” Audrey says with a big, bright grin when Eli answers her knock at his apartment door.  “Got you something!”  She hands him a venti sized iced coffee, the way he likes it, and then sets her bag and yoga gear down on the floor before settling on his comfy couch.  Legs curl up beneath her and she takes a sip of her own iced coffee.

She’s really glad that they’ve become good friends.  He’s the kindest, sweetest guy with the best smile and prettiest eyes that she’s ever met.  And not to mention his place is so much nicer than hers.  The sunlight seems to pour into his apartment making it perfect for all his plants to thrive and for him to do his art.  She calls her side of the hall — the dreary side.  His is the dreamy side.  Everything is just better over here.

A sigh escapes her lips and leans back on the couch. “We had a new instructor in yoga today. I feel like it might’ve been his first class ever.  He was all over the place.”  A chuckle and then another sip of coffee.  “You gotta come with me sometime.  I have a ‘bring-a-friend’ pass!”  She thought she’d just throw that out there to make the temptation a little sweeter.

“But there was this girl there and she had this really cool tattoo and it got me thinking that I’m going to commit to getting one.”  Audrey’s been back and forth on whether she wanted one for months now, but Eli has a couple of really awesome ones and she’s seen others with interesting designs.  She started really thinking about it. And today just cemented the plan — as long as she could get Eli to be part of it.

“I was thinking something kind of small and musical.”  She pauses a moment to take another sip of her drink.  “And I thought maybe you could design it for me — since you’re my friend and a kick ass artist.  I don’t want to go to a parlor and pick something off the wall.  I want it to really mean something.”  Teeth bite down on her bottom lip and she gives him a hopeful look.  “Would you be interested?”

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