“ you’re scared. i can tell. the shaking, the look in your eye… you want to run. don’t. you’ll waste precious time and energy, and you’ll need it all if you want to live. ” (Sebastian)
Elizabeth was having a tad of a hard time. Existential crises. Once in a while, she would have those crises but ever since her mother appeared in her life again, her instability was frequent. ⏤ She does have a habit of hiding when she is not fully herself, vulnerability is a side she hides from everyone or tries to. ⏤ If there is something she hates, it isn't the first time Sebastian caught that side of her. ⏤ Liz was observing the river from the pier, she didn't know Sebs was around. It was late of night, and there was sadness in her gaze. ❛ Thank you for the kind words.❜
▸ devils that you know raise worse hell than a stranger. (Sebastian)
"Yeah, don't I know it." She spoke curtly, tight lipped as she looked up at Sebastian. It had been a while since she had seen him, or Vanja. It wasn't there fault, she had distanced herself from almost everyone when she was attacked. If she couldn't trust one of her own to not hurt her, how in the hell was Isabelle meant to trust anyone else? "It's not you, you know. Or Vanja. I've just... Had a lot going on. Extra shifts and all of that."
⏤ Elizabeth showed up this time to learn self-defense. The truth is, she wasn't in the spirit to even do that. It took her a lot of mental struggles to leave her own apartment and leave the twins with her father at work. She hasn't shown up in the club these days, she decided to FINALLY take a break from work, especially after everything she went through.
Normally, Liz shows up more cheerful, with a positive energy. Today, she was gloomy and dark, and she still is recovering from her incident. Once she saw Sebastian. She didn't remember the last time she saw them. ❛ Hi Sebastian. ❜ She normally greets them by calling them 'Sebs' or any loving nickname. ❛ I don't think I can make it today. Once again, I apologize for wasting your time, but I'm here to decline personally, since the last time I forgot to call and text. ❜
7. INSOMNIA : for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. (Damien, Seb or Suho... you pick :D)
⏤ Elizabeth does not sleep well. She stayed over Sebastian's place that night. At home, she has difficulty sleeping, but when she is in somebody else's place, it is even harder, because it isn't her bed, her blanket… Her place. Despite his place is very comfortable. She was so quiet that one may think she was asleep. She got tired of tossing and turning on the bed and turned to the side to see an empty bed.
Deciding she wouldn't sleep anymore, she stood up and wandered to his inside apartment to get the silhouette of Sebastian on the balcony, she looked at the time on her watch…3 AM. She joins him on the balcony. ❛ Can't sleep too? ❜
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Elizabeth hates ringtones, so her phone is always on silent mode.
- my muse’s last text to your muse
Liz ⇢ Sebster : Sebs!
Liz ⇢ Sebster : istg i will never drink ever, ever ever ever again mate
Liz ⇢ Sebster : u had no idea my happiness at seeing the meds you left...
Liz ⇢ Sebster : I'd like to thank you for the other night. I don't do that often, I'm ashamed... I hope I didn't give you much of a headache, i don't really remember what I did that night.
Liz ⇢ Sebster : see ya soon 💋
53. CEMETERY : for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. (Seb would find Lux at gravestone)
⏤ Elizabeth has a few secret places she visits when she wants to disappear, although if anyone really knows her, would know that she often visits the cemetery. Before arriving there, she stopped by the floriculture where her father works, picking up some beautiful flowers, and making a beautiful bouquet.
Thanks to her old man, she knew a few things or two about plants, he loved nature, flowers anything from nature overall. ⏤ Every time the Aussie visits the graveyard, she wears her wedding ring. After a moment or two, she arrived at the gravestone. It was one of the cleanest and well-maintained. She put up gloves and put the basket, with a few materials on the side, and began to clean up the dust, gingerly while singing with her beautiful singing voice, while making the maintenance of the gravestone. Gingerly, she removed the dying flowers and replaced them with the new ones she just picked.
Once she finishes the task she always does, she takes off her gloves and stays sitting on her legs, in a minute of silence now, appreciating and enjoying the silence. Her grey-bluish hues are locked at her husband's wedding ring that she maintains hanging around her neck, like a necklace, then her gaze shifted to her wedding ring on her finger, thinking of fond and happy memories with him. And she talked a little about her twins, the new things they learned recently, and the recent discovery they were colorblind. ⏤ She gathered her materials put them inside the basket she brought with herself, and stood up, she was startled at the presence of Sebastian, yelping and he was behind her. ❛ What are you doing here? Christ! You want to kill me! ❜ A hand rested on her thundering heart, as she took a deep breath. She genuinely hoped he hadn't heard either the conversation or her singing.
[ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out (Seb)
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It had been a long and busy day at the hospital, with Isabelle pulled in every which direction. She had just gotten out of surgery and barely had time to take a sip of water before she was told she was needed in the ER. An all hands on deck situation. Belle ran down there, asking where she was needed and she was directed to one of the trauma rooms. By the time she had even walked through the door, they were calling time of death. She sighed, about to turn around and move onto the next trauma that needed her assistance before her eyes settled on the deceased patients face. Sebastian.
"No! Don't stop, do not stop." She shoved past the doctors, tears in her eyes and took over cpr. "Stay with me Sebastian, please come back." Isabelle begged throughout tears, not realising she was yelling at this point. It was like everything was moving in slow motion, the attendings telling her that he was gone and the humane thing was to stop. She didn't listen. Isabelle had to be restrained and pulled away finally by the head of trauma. "Let me go. I said let me go! I'm okay, I'll stop just... let me hold his hand, please." She begged, looking up at her superior with tears running down her cheeks.
She was finally allowed near him again, and she swallowed thickly as she took his hand and brushed his hair out of his face. "Someone tell me what happened." It was spoke with a scary tone, one of silent rage for whoever had done this to her friend. No one answered her, and her head whipped around to yell at the nearest person, "What happened?!" They told Isabelle that he was involved in an altercation. Stabbed several times before taking a gunshot wound to the torso. There was no saving him. Belle was asked how she knew him, and sniffling she answered that he was a friend. He'd had no ID on him when he'd arrived, so they hadn't been able to identify him or call next of kin. "Oh god, no one knows?" She was going to have to tell Vanja that Sebastian was dead. It was something that caused a pit of dread within her stomach, but Isabelle knew it had to be her. "I'll contact his next of kin. I'm staying." She spoke, finally stopping sobbing though tears still fell. "I'll clean him up before his family get here."
Isabelle was told to take the time she needed, and that she wouldn't be working at least for the rest of the day. With shaking hands, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed Ja's number. No answer. "Ja, it's Isabelle. I need you to get to the hospital. It's important. Drop everything. Ask reception for me and I'll come to you."
❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them. (Sebastian)
⏤The weather was awful. Downpour, but it didn't stop Elizabeth take her walk. She liked the noises of the rain, she was alone in the empty park, sitting under the tree, the sky was cloudy and the rain ceased. The Aussie was soaked wet as if she had drowned in a pool. Her gaze was locked on the golden ring which she carried around her neck. The wedding ring, that matches with her ring that now is on her ring. She hadn't heard the steps coming behind her nor was there somebody watching her in her moment of sadness. Then, this same figure sat by her side, and tilted her head to look and it was Sebastian. She didn't energy to talk, so her gaze dropped to the ring once more. Damn. He wasn't supposed to see her like this. This is a side of her that she hides from everyone, except Damien because he has known her too long and sees sides she wishes he hadn't seen. After a moment or two, she rested her head on his shoulder.
