Mystery (Music + Skyfilms)

Eliora looked from the shelf a smile apparent on her face, "I guess not, our next lesson is going to be memory after a observation recap. Remind me if I forget.." She pointed at him as she left back towards the kitchen calling out as she walked, "any requests?"
 
"Nah, your house, your choice." He sat on the couch, and let out a sigh as if he had a long day. He was now officially a part of the house, kind of like having a family. Great joy, and anger, filled his head. His past memories, and his new emotions, all mixed up into one.
 
Eliora rolled her eyes, walking away from the kitchen and taking out her phone.


"Chinese then," she typed in the memorized number ordering what she knew he'd like. Before hanging up and sitting next to him on the couch.
 
He didn't mean to stare, but even with glasses, her eyes sparkled with beauty. However, he did not want to get in a relationship with the only one he trusts in the world. "I wish I could do the equivalent to you of what you have done for me. I am so grateful."
 
Eliora blew out air from her mouth, pushing her bangs up and out of her eyes.


"You keep bringing all that up, when it's not needed. I wasn't being nice because I wanted to constantly be reminded of it or for you to feel in debt, but because your my friend." She lightly punched him in the shoulder smiling.
 
He sighed, "I'm sorry. You are just way to nice. I still keep thinking that at one point, you are going to turn into the rest of them." He pointed his thumb towards the door as if someone were there.
 
Eliora scooted closer staring over her glasses at him, "why? Why would I be so mean to someone I care about?" She stared at him with large eye much like a child's.
 
He smiled out of relief. "Thank you." He sat their awkwardly, because he didn't know what to say. Everyone else... If she were like everyone else, she probably wouldn't be there. And he would have no reason to care about anything.
 
Eliora pushed her glasses up her nose, leaning away and sitting normally.


"I can see you being a detective," she examined his body, admiring his build but looking away when she found that she was staring a little to long.
 
"Y-ya of course, this is the key." She lifted up her ring of keys, pinching the bathroom key between her fingers. "For right now I only have my cleaning stuff, so you'll have to use that I guess...sorry." She informed him sheepishly.


"But I'm low of lotion so don't use it okay?" You couldn't tell whether or not she was joking when she said this.
 
"And why would I use your lotion?" He took the keys and headed to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror, "Pathetic." He said, as he turned on the shower, making it as warm as he could. The warmth reminded him of fresh blood. Soothing, and relaxing. Until he realized it won't be possible for him to escape the house, and do his business, without stirring up suspicion.
 
Eliora sat on the couch silently, her smile falling as she collapsed on her side as she waited for the delivery man to appear on her doorstep. She was so tired, having a total 4 hours of sleep in one week. She knew was unhealthy but she continuously was brought back into the killers case. His way of killing, unlike what she's seen.
 
After he was done, he put on his clothes, and studied his face once more. After finally getting out, he heard a knock on the door. In a matter of reflexes, he kept Eliora from opening the door. He wanted to keep her safe.
 
Eliora lifted her head from the couch half awake, "yes....?" She called out not yet realizing it was the door. She yawned rubbing one of her eyes in time to hear the door open.


"Hello...." She spoke through another yawn turning around to see the delivery man and Adarian.
 
He released his grasp from the man's shirt collar and let Eliora take over. "I am so sorry, you alright?" He said as he walked away.
 
The man held out the food hesitantly keeping an eye on Adarian. Eliora smiled sweetly as she stepped in between them holding out some money towards the man.


"Keep the change," the man counted the money, "but-" Eliora just smiled waving him away dismissively, "thank you for your service. Have a great day." Eliora pushed her bangs aside before grabbing the food and closing the door. She turned looking at Adarian, "really?" Her eyes held unknown emotions as she sites for an explanation.
 
"I wasn't sure if it were some homicidal maniac, or something that would endanger you. I am sorry, I was just trying to care about you."
 
Eliora stared at him astonished before turning towards where they had eaten earlier.


"Its okay, thank you for caring. But if it where to be a homicidal maniac I could've done something. I'm not a delicate flower Adarian." She placed cups and plates down the food in the middle of the table.
 
Eliora sat down and waited for him to sit but then realized how she was at fault, "I have some clothes you can probably fit in until we can find time to go shopping.."
 
(A serial killer wearing girl's clothes.) "Um... We can go shopping tomorrow. I think you have done too much for me." He replied. But he quickly thanked her for the offer.
 
"Some of my step brothers clothes are still here though, and I'm to lazy to get rid of them..." She pouted sliding down her chair a bit.
 
He sat next to her, instead of across from her. "Ok, I will change after dinner. Fine with you?" He patted her on the head, childishly.
 
Eliora stuck out her tongue, glad she had won the battle. She transferred some of the food onto her plate, when she decided to ask something. "You where pretty fast on that guy, and your grip was directly on his pressure points. Did you get into fighting or defense?" She slightly leaned forward over her plate interested in what he had to say.
 
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