Elliot
Yes I do
Sat Sep 15, 2018 14:52
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Elliot couldn’t hide his mischievous grin as he waited for Kit’s response. He couldn’t help it. Kit had really been asking for this to happen with her whole word-police business. Seriously, what was going on? He didn’t know Kit very well but he had always thought she was kind of fun. Apparently she was just a bossy stick-in-the—

Kit screeched like a harpy and threw herself at Elliot over their lap-desks, sending both of their double-extra-long rolls of parchment flying. Somehow Elliot’s flew up and hit Violet Rosse in the head again. The other Aquila let out an indignant yelp, but Elliot had other things to deal with because he was being savaged by a redheaded Tasmanian devil.

“Ow! Pineapple!” Elliot shouted, as Kit sank her tiny pointy demon teeth into his bony shoulder, only he didn’t say pineapple. Eyes watering, he gave another little wordless angry-pain cry as she twisted her fingers into his black hair and yanked on it. “Screw you!” He and Ari roughhoused sometimes, and Elliot’s little sister made up for the fact that he was bigger and stronger and could just pin her down and easily win by using dirty tactics like biting and tickling and licking (gross), but it wasn’t like this. To start with, Elliot was trapped by his desk so he couldn’t move, and he was pretty sure Kit was a little taller and stronger than him. She was a Beater, so she had arm strength, but Elliot was scrawny and lightly built, like a Seeker. Also, Kit seemed to be trying to really hurt him. Elliot never tried to hurt Ari when they roughhoused. He couldn’t say whether Ari had the same idea, but she was six so if she was trying to hurt him, it wasn’t that big a deal. “Stop!”

Kit’s objective of getting him to stop cursing was not going super well, because screw that, she was biting him and pulling his hair. Of course he was going to curse. Instead of saying sorry, Elliot let out a expletive-laden stream of suggestions about where Kit could go with her request for an apology (nowhere pleasant) and what she could do with it upon arrival (nothing possible). She was still pulling his hair, so he put his hand on her face and tried to shove her away, so that she definitely couldn’t start biting him again and maybe would have to let go.

  • Says you - Katherine, Mon Sep 3 10:22
    It wasn’t that Katherine had a short temper. She didn’t, usually. Whether that was from a general tendency towards obliviousness or from patience wasn’t readily apparant, it was pretty obvious that... more
    • Yes I do - Elliot, Sat Sep 15 14:52
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