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Symbolic Animal of Gallifrey
As bad and as shocking as the update has been, it allowed Elliott's mind to relax slightly and focus on the outing planned. Ever since he'd woken up the time he hadn't spent spacing out imagining himself in Zan's position, he'd looking his phone, as if by staring at it hard enough he could will into existence an update from the blacksite. It didn't matter how many times Jay told him that all non-emergency communication in and out was carefully monitored and Dexter/Bec would only be given a small communication window each day and their window could be in the evening, it didn't stop him from staring at his phone, willing it to ring. With his more renewed focus now on the people in the apartment he noticed that the bag Kay had slung over her shoulder contained art supplies. Doing some pencil sketches of his own sounded like a pretty good way to try to relax (the others may have persuaded him to take a more serious look at developing his photography skills, but Elliott really didn't think there was anything in the arboretum he could photograph that hadn't been done to death by every other visitor). Pencil sketching was his first great art love and he'd done so little of it recently, devoting most of his efforts to working with paints, pastels and the odd blendable colouring pencil on the belated wedding present art for Cal and Cliff.
While he gathered up his art supplies, the others collected up what they wanted to bring for the day. A deck of cards was grabbed on a whim along with a random assortment of food- nobody really knew what they'd be craving when their appetite returned, so Cal and Cliff tried to cover as many bases as possible. Whether or not to bring the instruments along was heavily debated, ending with both guitars being left behind. John refused to bring his his on the grounds that playing outdoors in such a setting would make him look like 'some kind of flower-fucking tree-hugging hippy' (a remark which had Elliott snorting with laughter and Chas desperately trying to keep a fit of giggles in). Jay decided against bringing her brother's guitar, claiming she wanted to prevent it from being marked by the ink and pencil smidges that would inevitably end up all over Elliott's hands. (Though Elliott suspected this reason wasn't the whole truth and that Jay's reluctance to bring it was to do with the fact that when she'd been around it had mainly been Rinaa who used the instrument). There was however a large number of books being taken, including a massive tome by Jay, almost half as thick as it was tall, which John was convinced could also double up as a murder weapon to bludgeon somebody to death with.
With everything gathered the final thing to do was to finish disguise Elliott. The eyes were easy, at some point in the past week or so Elliott's eyes had switched permanently back to their natural gold colour, no trace of the pale, sky blue he wore on Earth. Chas took it as a positive sign, as Elliott coming more to terms with his Attilian heritage and feeling more comfortable displaying it so visibly around his new extended family and he hoped that this would continue when they were back on Earth with Elliott choosing to display the gold eyes in private. The distinctive scar was carefully covered up with some kind of foundation and a promised, with the help of some other make-up products Elliott couldn't name, changed the shape of his cheekbones. The effect was extremely disconcerting- all resemblance to Zan (and by extent to Cal) simply vanished- and Elliott wasn't the only one doing a double take at the reflection. Jay took advantage of his distraction to win the 'wig or no wig' debate by pulling out a wig from a box and put it on him. For the fun of it she chose a messy blond wig in a shade not entirely dissimilar to John's hair (and the one blond streak in Fia's hair), but a longer length than John's.
While he gathered up his art supplies, the others collected up what they wanted to bring for the day. A deck of cards was grabbed on a whim along with a random assortment of food- nobody really knew what they'd be craving when their appetite returned, so Cal and Cliff tried to cover as many bases as possible. Whether or not to bring the instruments along was heavily debated, ending with both guitars being left behind. John refused to bring his his on the grounds that playing outdoors in such a setting would make him look like 'some kind of flower-fucking tree-hugging hippy' (a remark which had Elliott snorting with laughter and Chas desperately trying to keep a fit of giggles in). Jay decided against bringing her brother's guitar, claiming she wanted to prevent it from being marked by the ink and pencil smidges that would inevitably end up all over Elliott's hands. (Though Elliott suspected this reason wasn't the whole truth and that Jay's reluctance to bring it was to do with the fact that when she'd been around it had mainly been Rinaa who used the instrument). There was however a large number of books being taken, including a massive tome by Jay, almost half as thick as it was tall, which John was convinced could also double up as a murder weapon to bludgeon somebody to death with.
With everything gathered the final thing to do was to finish disguise Elliott. The eyes were easy, at some point in the past week or so Elliott's eyes had switched permanently back to their natural gold colour, no trace of the pale, sky blue he wore on Earth. Chas took it as a positive sign, as Elliott coming more to terms with his Attilian heritage and feeling more comfortable displaying it so visibly around his new extended family and he hoped that this would continue when they were back on Earth with Elliott choosing to display the gold eyes in private. The distinctive scar was carefully covered up with some kind of foundation and a promised, with the help of some other make-up products Elliott couldn't name, changed the shape of his cheekbones. The effect was extremely disconcerting- all resemblance to Zan (and by extent to Cal) simply vanished- and Elliott wasn't the only one doing a double take at the reflection. Jay took advantage of his distraction to win the 'wig or no wig' debate by pulling out a wig from a box and put it on him. For the fun of it she chose a messy blond wig in a shade not entirely dissimilar to John's hair (and the one blond streak in Fia's hair), but a longer length than John's.