YOU'RE A BOTTLED STAR | dual joiners

[elijah]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; line-height: 1.5; font-size: 9pt;"]The two pirates who accompany the boy were no more to him but strangers, unerringly clouded by a veil of unfamiliarity and dissonance. The condition that overwhelmed the demimortal was no surprise when it came to Starlightbrigade. He had never met the creature, never once let his eyes settle upon the twinkling pelt that Starry adorned. Luciferus, however, was a different story. He struggled to see the void creature as his uncle, felt as though there were a millennium of lives that separated them. The ebony male was more alien to him than the mutated foreigner who appeared smug at his arrival. Perhaps it was because somewhere in Elijah's heart it was too painful to recall family, or perhaps it was because Elijah had spent long enough trying to forget he had one. Even then, the ragdoll still flinches from the rising shadow behind him, the overwhelming penumbra that stalks along the railroad to greet the so-called Dovedeparture and Celestialrobbery.

"Mm, it is," he replies to Dove's remark of his Latin greeting, but is now suddenly self-conscious when he tracks the movements of the fem's eyes looking above him. His horns? Though they were still blunt nubs and didn't appear to be growing, Elijah wasn't exactly fond of others noticing his 'wonderful' heritage.

Before Elijah attempts any response to the angel, he switches his attention to the one dubbed 'Celestialrobbery'. She seemed to be the more playful one of the two, or at least brimming with more informalities in contrast to the celestial. He didn't mind it. While he liked to behave with some kind of polite expression, he was often envious of those who were capable of appearing naturally relaxed. "It's nice to meet you two," he finally begins, giving an acknowledging dip of his head as he says their names: "Dovedeparture. Celestialrobbery." While the pair had shared the nicknames they were happy to go by, Elijah would rather maintain a respective distance from the two (though Elijah did think 'Feathers' was a rather intriguing nickname). He didn't like others getting close to him, he didn't like the idea of anyone coming between him and his rats. "I'm Elijah. And if I have your orders correctly: that's one 2 for 1 fries special, a Strawberry Sunrise - no ice, and a side of membership to The Typhoon." He takes a breath, "I may as well just introduce you two to the Jungle Juice since I'll be escorting you to the Tavern anyway. Oh, and welcome to The Typhoon. Let me know when you're finished with exchanging names so I can start taking you there or something."