#elnzabeth

[frightsguard]

@elnzabeth​. / s.c.

   ❝ ... ❞ Blue eyes focus on the hulking vessel in front; tattered with time and destroyed almost beyond recognition, had it not been for the emerald eyes Nova would have thought it was something else ( but sometimes when your puppet goes through changes, it may become unrecognisable-- as she found with the black bear being sold ). Fingernails dig into the flesh of her arms as she crossed them, craning her neck to glance up to her; Circus Baby, the woman never thought she’d see the day that she would actually see the robot.

   ❝ ...Are... you there? ❞ A voice comes out; her mouth presses into a thin line, and eyes avert downwards before going back up, ❝ If... you’re there, gimme a sign, okay? I-- I can wait. ❞

[immortalafton]

“ why didn’t you tell me? ”

“Lizzy, you wouldn’t understand. You are too young.”

William closed the door that Elizabeth had looked into, kneeling down to her eye level. “Just trust me, I’m doing important work.”

[androidafton]

@elnzabeth​

“I found a recipe for making homemade ice cream. Do you want to try and make some? I think it’d be a good bonding experience.”

[revvnant]

@elnzabeth​ / stupid sister!

“Elizabeth! Pick up your bloody toys before I break them!” Not intentionally, not this time; but he had nearly beheaded some doll when his foot came down, and he had crawled up onto the sofa to seek refuge from the mess on the floor. If he broke something, and she started crying, he would never hear the end of it.

[fazfright-archive]

*     SYSTEM  REBOOT     /     @elnzabeth​     .

    CURTAIN  CALL   :   glittering  purple  drapes  long  since  closed  after  a  morning’s  round  of  shows  ,  instruments  lefts  behind  ,  an  air  of  causality  settled  over  the  diner  as  signature  mascots  are  left  to  wander  among  the  flocks  of  children     (     for  a  human  performer  is  not  always  needed  for  the  duo  to  spring  to  life  .     )

    large  fuzzy  arms  had  effortlessly  plucked  the  young  girl  up  from  her  seat  and  tucked  her  close  as  they  spun  about  ,  IT’S  A  MERRY  AND  SILLY  SENTIMENT  ,  tinny  laughter  of  their  own  spilling  free  to  join  it  .  their  twirl  only  slowing  as  the  gesture  is  returned  and  their  balance  begins  to  wobble  ,  the  springsuit’s  gentle  yet  firm  grip  is  better  readjusted  for  them  to  shift  what  A.I  recognizes  as  AFTON’S  DAUGHTER  to  a  proper  hold  ,  to  better  see  her  face  with  wide  ,  curious  glass  eyes  .

   ❝     wh  ─  h  ─  at  are  ya  drawin’  ,  buttercup  ?     ❞