Enzyme
The All-Powerful Enzyme!
Eli let the aggression out by deeply exhaling out of his nose. "Right, these bloody "aristocrats" couldn't handle a proper street fight anyways." His sluggish eyes drew back to James as he mentioned Ciara. "Ciara..." Eli scrunched his face at the question, lightly shaking his head, "Nah, she's not really ladylike enough in the sense. She's too tough, and if I'm gonna' be attracted to someone who can handle they're own like she can, it's gonna be a boy who can take a beating." Eli was fairly open about his bisexuality, not caring much for other people's opinion and even offering them a place where they can go shove it. Still, his eyes lingered on Ciara momentarily, perhaps he did hold some sort of attraction for her. "I'll try and keep my hands to myself tonight, but no promises if one of these snarky pricks thinks i'm a busboy."
Elijah moved his hands to his pockets as Lucy came over to them. "I ain't got a present for you, Luce', but I figured me' presence would be enough." Despite his ability to socialize easily, the dead nerves in his face kept his expression deathly serious. "Isn't it nice to see two brothers reunited?" Eli moved his gaze back to James, looking him up and down. "Like the good, bad, and the ugly, except there's only two of us and i'm both the good and the bad." He patted James on the shoulder as he moved for a glass of vodka off the catering tray. He picked the olive toothpick out of the glass and flicked it onto the floor. "Bloody things only purpose is to stab ya'." He threw back the drink and swallowed the alcohol in one swift motion.
Misty Gray (James) Bellz (Lucy)
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