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"Fair enough." Though Eli tells himself often that he'll reach out to his sister, he never makes the time. Oh, I've got this to do. That needs to be done. If anyone asked him why, he wouldn't be able so say what reason he had to put it off for so long. "I'll be seeing her soon anyway, I...

Was Elspeth curious of Samantha Black the person, or are her questions just a roundabout way to understand Eli? As he walks, he figures it's a combination of both. And there are probably other reasons why he just doesn't consider. "You have the money to make investments now? Being a Lieutenant...

Elias borrows the dagger off of the lifeless mercenary to fill his free hand. He nods to acknowledge the Lieutenant's order and Route gives him an encouraging pat on the back before he sets off to cause disarray. He makes for the doorway and immediately turns out and away to drop from the wall...

Elias walks for a few more steps in silence before he decides on a suitable response to the sudden mentioning of his sister. "Is she? I didn't realize they were so close." He lets out an amused snort, "I think you write to her more than I do." And it wasn't a hard thing to do, considering he...

"Just a little place I found while patrolling. It's quiet." He shifts a leather pack slung over his shoulder. "I'll treat you to a meal." While running errands in the market, Elias slipped away to pick up a few things for the occasion. He was no chef, but Cookie had excitedly shown him a few...

First in, first out. Unburdened by any armor, Eli's powerful strokes carry him through the water like a fish. Route isn't far behind, and as he emerges, Eli pulls his comrade up and waits for Sam as Route rushes towards the base of the wall ahead of them. A head of slick, raven black hair breaks...

He shakes his head, "Is there any doing in Vel Castere that requires cleaning up? No, no need to wash up. It'll be a bit of a walk." Eli could shudder at the thought. Cleaning up. Dressing up. The upcoming wedding. He'll have to go, huh? He frowns. "Initiate Caddel and I were scheduled all...

A comforting warmth courses through Eli's veins. Not only the heat, but his expression brightens up. "We can drop off what Davi needs and go right away." His eyebrows raise, wordlessly asking does that work?

Eli breathes a chuckle. What went down in Alliria? Eli feels a little left out every time he hears tiny bits of her time there. He goes quiet. In the silence, he rubs his earlobe. He speaks. "If you're willing to spare a couple hours, I wanted to show you something."

Elias is shocked when he looks past Route into the flat. It was furnished, decorated. Homely. There is a night and day difference compared to the short time Eli stayed there. He rubs the black stone in his earlobe, "How about next time? I've got my own arrangements for the evening." "See if I...

Eli rubs his side with a pained smile. Couldn't she at least go easy on him once? A year ago he couldn't have imagined Sam sitting down to do reports and scheduling. Leadership suited her. "Oh. Is he?" Eli wrings his hands at his front, "That sounds good." Yeah. Some other time, then. "We...

"I'm right here," Eli complains, "Shouldn't you be rooting for me instead?" Aside from the skills taught by the Academy, Elias knew all there was about the traditional techniques passed down by the trainers in his family. He spared just about everything he knew to Sam. "Alright," he says and...

"Collar choke. Off of her back, too," Eli sucks his teeth. He reflects a moment and runs the spar in his mind again. The squad, formidable as it already was, had been improving leaps and bounds in open-handed fighting since Eli's arrival. The same move that put him to sleep had done Big Man in...

Eli gives her a look. One brow up, a slight pull down on the corner of his mouth, his head canted to one side. "Mess got me good there." He pops the waterskin open. Takes a greedy drink. "What's the matter?" He wipes his mouth with the heel of his palm.

Vel Castere Dragonsbane Squad Training Grounds When Eli's eyes flutter open, he immediately sees some of his squad mates circled around him. They are looking down, some with expressions of mild entertainment, others of mild concern. Mess has a particularly shitty, smug look on her face. When...