06-29-2014, 05:15 PM
Laughter was a surprise. The man, Tony, whose name he knew from eavesdropping, was surprisingly welcome and direct. Elias could not thank the man enough for being straightforward. He was sick of playing the word games of the polite boys and girls.
He was taken aback, slightly, when Tony ascertained he knew little about the power. Granted, he was correct, but the rapid series of smokey-eyed blinks fluttered surprise. How could he have known? Reading thoughts? Was something sensed unilaterally that Eli could not yet fathom? Perhaps.
Money and fame he lacked, but what Elias lacked, he exuded in presence of determination. Once set on a certain coarse, he could no more be diverted by the will of mankind than an avalanche stopped by the bark of a Pomeranian.
There was a dread appeal in Tony's allusion to a scheme hatched. A smug smile curled his lips ever so slightly with smile. "Why not? I've nothing else better to do."
They walked side by side like strange brothers of night and day: Tony with his long blonde hair and hawkish gaze and Elias burdened by thick, dark strands and molten focus. "So. You tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine?"
He glanced disquiet at his companion.
He was taken aback, slightly, when Tony ascertained he knew little about the power. Granted, he was correct, but the rapid series of smokey-eyed blinks fluttered surprise. How could he have known? Reading thoughts? Was something sensed unilaterally that Eli could not yet fathom? Perhaps.
Money and fame he lacked, but what Elias lacked, he exuded in presence of determination. Once set on a certain coarse, he could no more be diverted by the will of mankind than an avalanche stopped by the bark of a Pomeranian.
There was a dread appeal in Tony's allusion to a scheme hatched. A smug smile curled his lips ever so slightly with smile. "Why not? I've nothing else better to do."
They walked side by side like strange brothers of night and day: Tony with his long blonde hair and hawkish gaze and Elias burdened by thick, dark strands and molten focus. "So. You tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine?"
He glanced disquiet at his companion.