- you and me together.

❝ unable to perceive the shape of you, i find you all around me. your presence fills my eyes with your love, It humbles my heart, for you are everywhere. ❞ ❪ dependent and canon-divergent elisa esposito ❫

[withcutavoice]

[ rory ]

As he got the wine there was the annoying banging in his head again. Odd that one, he had drunk enough water to have got rid of any headache, and it just seemed to make it worse. Still as far as he could tell it was simply a headache, and it was far better to ignore it and actually spend time with her then give into it. If he actually thought about it, he might realise he didn’t remember how any of this happened, but as of yet he hadn’t stopped to consider. 

“I’m glad I do to. Although I did think it was partly the island, they only taught BSL back home, though I take it that isn’t the case?” else surely others could too. Sounded lonely, never a nice feeling to have, that he did know.

i appreciate it. whether it was the island or not. thank you for taking the time. a genuine expression of gratitude made up for the tone she couldn’t give to her words, for elisa could barely describe the freedom his understanding granted to her.

they were caught in similar ailments. elisa was prone to headaches when things sometimes became too overwhelming, but here she couldn’t understand the cause of it. admittedly she wasn’t wonderful at self-medicating, but it seemed to last longer than she was used to. and with a frown, she couldn’t help but notice something amis with the man she was sharing company with, too. are you alright?

[withcutavoice]

[ rory ]

Why are you drinking? … to forget. It was words that he knew he had said before, but he wasn’t sure what it was he had once been so desperate to lock away. He had grown up normally, become a nurse, then suddenly he was here. What he wanted to keep so locked away… well evidently it had worked. He didn’t know that the feelings he had now were once directed at someone else.

“Most things, wine, beer, Guinness, alcohol wise. Think there’s lemonade. Honestly, I’m at work more then I’m here” how he knew ASL he didn’t know, probably something with the island, he wouldn’t have thought it was the Tardis still in his mind. 

a brief pause for thought, before elisa nodded in thanks. a glass of wine would be nice.  

his presence felt so bizzare, and yet somehow in companionship to this it felt like the most natural thing in the world. elisa studied him with adoration, as though etching a perfect sketch of the moment into her memory. how she had fallen so quickly, so completely, was beyond her ( forgetting that she did have form, of course ), and yet nothing compelled her to question the idea. for they were together, that moment, and she could banish the thought to the back of her mind in order to truly appreciate that time.

i’m happy that you understand me. few people do, no more than hello. thank you. it makes me feel- her hands paused mid air, in search of the right word. whole.

[lastcenturionpond]

For anyone who knew Rory the thought that he would actually manage to fall in love with anyone who wasn’t Amy was an impossible one. With good reason, in fact the only reason he even could was because she had was no longer in his memory. None of it was, far as he remembered he was just a nurse. Strange how 2,000 years could vanish.

“Hey” he said to Elisa with a smile, “you fancy a drink?” he knew he needed one, he could feel a headache starting up again.

@withcutavoice

[withcutavoice]

they had both lost a part of themselves, somewhere along the way. elisa’s dear creature had been her first love, her ONLY love, and she had given herself to him entirely. only now, when his memory had for some reason been lost to her, did she feel that same intensity of feelings for another. she must only have cleaned on rory’s ward a couple of times, but it somehow felt like a thousand to elisa before they had finally agreed to spend time together outside of the hospital in which they worked.

oh, yes. thank you. elisa moved to sign her gratutude to him with a gentle smile. what do you have?

[withcutavoice]

[ klaus ]

Beautifully. I hardly think so. Life is what it is, love. There are those who see it the way it is and accept it and those who choose to live in apathy.  He signed back.. I do. That is the curse of an eternal life.

perhaps baltimore always was an apathetic place. the city had drawn elisa to some of her greatest friends, but she could not deny that since coming to the island, she had met more and more people with such an admirable outlook. her expression fell to confused curiosity. eternal life ?? 

[withcutavoice]

[ anthony ]

“Thanks,” Anthony nodded before taking one of the sandwiches. He watched her sign and let out a sigh. “Yeah, I guess,” he grumbled. “I just don’t like the idea that I don’t have a choice. Fate, destiny? Never been my jam.”

   i understand you. nodding, elisa paused briefly for thought, and her attention was seemingly lost for a brief moment to the scenery around them. i think there is a little of both. we can make the most of what we have here, but still hope for maybe a clearer sign.

[herfairfury]

She smiled and sighed with relief. She took her sketchbook from the other girl. “Yay. Thank you. Luck is finally on my side. Yeah, it definitely feels more free here. There’s quite a bit of noise here, though, which isn’t too helpful. But at least there’s some quieter places. I can imagine. I’m really not great with noise, my ears are super sensitive so it gets overwhelming.”

[withcutavoice]

i think luck comes to us all, eventually. 

a genuine smile accompanied this particular scrawl, encouraged by elisa’s genuine belief in what she was stating. 

it’s much quieter than baltimore. i don’t have much else to compare it to. but it’s definitely easier to find peace here. what was your home like?

[ohbrillivnt-blog]

❛ and still not ginger !! ❜ she complains, at the moment she notices that her hair stops being blonde and becomes brown.

[withcutavoice]

a silent laugh takes elisa’s expression at the woman’s comment; endeared, rather than meant with any malicious intent. i think it is beautiful. she signs, hoping to be a comfort.

[gndryws-blog]

“You know, over the years, I’ve had my share of friends, enemies, lovers, losses, and triumphs. With time, they all begin to run together, but you will find the real moments are vibrant. The rest just fades away. Your pain will fade.”

[withcutavoice]

you see life beautifully. elisa never could be sure that her signs were understood, and hence emphasised a smile to clarify her opinion. but do you not miss them? the people who made those moments so vibrant?

[withcutavoice]

[ alecto ]

“Okay.” She nodded, smiling. That made it easier for her, as she knew her writing was absolutely horrible, so the chances of the other girl easily understanding it were small, but she was glad she did. 

“That’s a relief. So many places here are so packed, it’s nice to find somewhere quiet. It’s much less overwhelming.Have you by any chance seen a sketchbook here? I think I might have left it here.” She hoped that was the case, she didn’t want to have to start a new one. She had some quite personal drawings in there.

i like the freedom, here. my job back home was so busy and loud, so this is a huge change. 

elisa added an arrow between the last few words and wrote ‘good’, before she turned to offer the other woman a careful smile. she missed zelda, of course, and the unfailing friendship which had taken up their working nights, but the constant, unpleasant chatter of military men was not missed in the comfortable solitude she had here.

her expression lit up in recognition at the question, and she placed the notebook down and disappeared to the corner of the room. holding up the sketchbook she retrieved from here, she offered a curious and hopeful expression.

[withcutavoice]

[ bella ]

(¸.• ♛ → “I’m not from the water, I mean, I have tail but this happened because of some magic, I was born human legs and all”

i see. i’m sorry for the misunderstanding, i still know so little. her hands move to scrape her hair back, gesturing to the scars on her neck. i think it is us who are a little more alike, then. magic gave me breath underwater, through these.

[withcutavoice]

[ tim ]

“Gotcha,” he nodded. “She’ll be here in no time, I bet. In the meantime, most of the people around here aren’t so bad. The ones I’ve met aren’t anyway,” he shrugged. “It’s…strange. When I left home, he was like, thirteen and awful. Here he’s only a year younger than me and…well, he’s grown up.”

i think the same. everyone seems very pleasant. it had softened the blow to elisa’s confidence that the dramatic change of scenery had granted to her, and for that she could only be grateful. though comfortable in isolation, she had always needed the company of a few close friends. he sounds like a handful. a small, silent laugh followed. but very interesting. i should like to meet him, if he is kind like you.

[withcutavoice]

[ leo ]

❛ OH THAT’S  fine don’t worry, i’m sure i can find another room to exercise it. ah no —- slipping wouldn’t really be a good idea.❜ he mused with a small chuckle as he looked at the other, scratching the back of his head gently. ❛ you come here everyday to clean? don’t think i’ve seen you before, i’m leo.  ❜     

only the past couple. i haven’t been in this town very long. smiling gently, she balances her mop against a nearby wall in order to engage with him properly. hello, leo. a hand hovers in a wave before she continues to sign. it’s a pleasure to meet you. i’m elisa.

[withcutavoice]

[ jane ]

EL HAD ALWAYS BEEN GLAD for the bits &&. pieces she had learned of sign language. during one of her nonverbal episodes hopper had brought it up &&. ever since then she occasionally learned simultaneously to her ‘ word of the day ’ picks. still she hesitated before raising her hands, speaking &&. signing at the same time, new to the concept it wasn’t on HER END that this kind of communication was of necessary. “ no, it’s okay. i’m sorry if i disturbed or even scared you in any way. ”

elisa’s JOY at their shared understanding was almost immeasurable, and this became clear in the smile into which her apprehensive expression had immediately slipped into. she found people to be remarkably accommodating here, but a tiny part of her missed the ease with which she had conversed with zelda and giles back home. she felt her words take on a LYRICISM she had always envied in spoken language. no, i was only surprised. you sign very well. i rarely see the words and signs together. it’s very nice.

[withcutavoice]

[eleven]

“Well, uh. It’s… I guess you could say that.”

so have i, i think. but not so far as you.

[withcutavoice]

[seven}

seven let out a gleeful laugh, waiting for her to finish signing before he spoke. “oh yes, i’m quite the criminal mastermind. unfortunately, it’s never involved actual bars of gold.”

   a soundless chuckle escaped elisa in a similar manner as she moved to sign her response. so you are not a thief? but you are a criminal. what do you do?

[withcutavoice]

[anthony]

Anthony ran a hand through his hair. He could understand trying not to get bothered by things he couldn’t control, but this was starting to get insane. “Yeah, sure, sandwiches,” he mumbled, sitting down next to her.

    elisa held out her box to offer him the untouched sandwich, quickly giving him the sign for ‘egg’ with her own gentle smile. things are difficult. but we have been lead to this place, and if we are patient and deserving then here will lead to something greater. 

[withcutavoice]

[clary]

(¸.• ♛ → She saw what the other one was giving to her and Clary took that, it was her necklace with that fragment of the portal “Yeah, it is. Thank you, this is very special to me”

clearly this pleased elisa, and her expression lit up with careful delight. i am glad i could return it to you, then. it is very beautiful.