I'LL FAKE GOD TODAY | open + joining

[elliot.]

Elliot was reluctant to tear his gaze away from his new friends. He didn't look up at Malphas as he first approached, consequently missing the disgust and then the cruelty that crossed the blood-streaked feline's face. No, they only looked up about a second or two after he finished speaking, staring at him with wide eyes and an unwavering smile. Lightning cut through the sky above the pair, the sudden light causing the holographic accents that littered the kid's body to shift slightly. They waited a second or two before speaking, their expression finally changing as their smile grew and their eyes wrinkled with a childish glee. "I was talking to the worms." So much for explaining what they were doing there. But then they leaned down to grasp some of the worms between their teeth, standing to step closer to Malphas. Elliot spat them at his paws once they deemed themselves close enough, blinking upwards with ever-shifting eyes. "You can have some too. A gift. I want to stay here, let me in," they demanded, apparently unshaken by the blood that stained the feline's fur.