 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
And so the statue spoke... he was beginning to wish he'd left the man to his business. A nice memo giving notice on his desk would have sufficed to send him a message. Signing the clipboards with the relevant date, time, name and item, Elliot returned to the desk he was claiming, and his package of evidence. It felt like unwrapping an old christmas present only to find you got coal that year. The memories were dark.
"Never say never... that'll be your downfall." Kids these days, all ego, no brain OR bite.
If Blackhold had anything going for him right now, it was his sense of humour. "Have you considered a career in entertainment? People would laugh with you." Or rather, at him.
Helping himself to the simple chair on one side of the desk, Elliot pulled the box top off once more, and started laying out the evidence from within. Pandora's box. How very fitting.
"Something like that," he mused in response. "It has the ability to suck you right in, and destroy you."
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