#ellery(?)

[little-watcher]

Laertes appears by the other Ellery’s bedside, looking like shit.

“Hey, kid.”

@laertesthelocalstranger

it jolts up, before sobbing in pain. “the fuck do you w-want.” it growls, the room growing hotter.

[casandaxel]

“good.” it breathes, slightly relieved. “i- i don’t think i could stand to be alone with someone like that again.” it smiles wryly, but its show a deep pain. deeper than axel can even see.

“I don’t think I could either.” Axel shrugged. “I don’t know why. Not like you. I don’t remember anything before the accident, but I know it was bad. When you’re a part of the Fawley family, bad parentage is guaranteed.”

[little-watcher]

Wichita grins, takes her brother's hand, and hurries off into the woods.

It doesn't take them long to find quarry. After all, it's their nature to seek and find. But catching the damn thing is another matter altogether.

They don't know where the traps are. They don't know where or how to drive it. All they know is the need.

Mort takes to the treetops. Wichita stalks the ground. And Ellery is caught in the middle, watching, waiting.

@residentsofhollowville (post too long)

ellery watches, and ellery waits, feeling more out of place than it ever did when hunting with marc. it stands awkwardly, watching the two work in perfect sync.

[little-watcher]

They notice the gun in his arms again, and his eye tics. He stands just a little further away as he opens the door back out into the street.

@laertesthelocalstranger

“i’m so-sorry.” it whispers, sensing their discomfort. assuming the fault is his. “library was a d-dumb idea.”

[little-watcher]

someone wanders through town. it doesn’t know what it’s looking for, but it’s looking for something. it holds a gun in its hands, and its skin is smoldering. to anyone else, it looks like ellery, but something about it feels different.