damn, if these walls could talk / return

[elijah]

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He can relate to Kirishima's feelings well. He had left The Typhoon because his parents had died and he couldn't stand living in the same environment Luca and Junji had ceased in. But, upon his return, even darker feelings attacked him when he realised he could not find a single sibling. Eris, Priscilla, Stella, Kaisa...gone. He didn't know where they had gone, didn't know what had happened to them. They have all gone their separate ways and now all ties to his family has disappeared. Not even the timeless Luciferus was around to smile down at him. His only family was Goldenluxury but she doesn't provide the same kind of familial bond he longs for. There is something missing between the connection of Elijah and the Captain, something he cannot explain or fully understand. The Typhoon was home and yet it was a brew of loneliness, mixing and bubbling away at the back of his mind. He is doing his best to re-integrate into the island's setting, trying his hardest to contribute like any other creature, but he would be lying if he says he isn't struggling. He simply thinks it is more polite if he appears to be happy with where he is. The truth is: he feels stuck - he feels as if he is chained to an emotion he cannot express and it is withering for a boy his age.

As Elijah is drawn to the bell, he can't help but imagine the guest standing at the railroad gate. He imagines Stella with all her wings, the usual look of superiority dressed upon her features. She will chastise him for being so glum, tell him that their blood is holy and immortal and how he shouldn't worry about his parents or family. Then he will look at her wings, feel his stomach tighten because she has so many and he has only one. He used to brag about his wings all the time. They used to be big enough to let him soar the skies and fly ahead of his siblings. No he has only one. The boy shakes his head, imagining another sibling. Kaisa. Kaisa would recognise his emotions straight away, maybe offer him a hug and console him. She always seemed to know exactly how he was feeling. And what about Priscilla and Eris? If he saw either of them, he would probably well up in tears and run to them. He would hold them tightly, cry and sob that he had missed them. Elijah feels his own legs stiffen in movement, as if ice were forming along his bones. What if they were his parents? Junji, Luca, Marcellus... The boy is ready to drop to the ground and let his eyes do the talking, tears threatening to escape from the very image of seeing his parents. He would be both angry and overjoyed. Probably be unable to speak or function...but it would be in a good way.

The feline takes a raspy breath. He needs to calm down. Anyone could be at their border and he didn't need to raise his hopes on something so unlikely. Refocused, his eyes catch the sight of a red tom. The boy does his best not to show disappointment upon his hardened expression. Even the slightest of cracks and creases in his brow might reveal that he was hoping for someone else. Every time he moved to the sound of the bell, his hope was diminishing. He just wants to see his family again. But the more he feels, the more he begins to consider the stranger's emotions. Maybe they too were expecting someone else, or maybe they just wanted to feel welcomed. As he comes closer, he begins to remember the signature colour red. The scarlet hue reminds him of a dragon he once met. Kirishima? As far as he was aware, Kirishima had always been a dragon. He had never known the male well enough to know that he had other forms.

"I'm Elijah Rosario. Have I..." — he may as well be upfront and say it — "...have I seen you somewhere before? Have we met?" No. That was probably rude of him. He doesn't want to confuse the guest. He should stick to what he usually says to strangers at the gate. A breath escapes him, the boy now pressing a smile upon his face. He shakes his head. "Sorry you just, uh, look familiar. What can I do for you, sir?"