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Post by lvsphinx on Sept 11, 2024 4:12:42 GMT
It had been ten years, and Elijah still wasn't used to the power dampening collar around his neck. He lifted a hand to his neck as he walked to the mess hall, fingertips trying to dig underneath the edge of the collar, straining to message a chafed spot. Elijah bobbed his head slightly and hummed along to a rhythm in his head as he walked behind his fellow inmates, having memorized a multitude of songs while imprisoned, some of them he had written himself. He wasn't allowed to take his notebook with him when he was transferred from the Raft, so his memory of songs would have to substitute for the real thing. For his last year on the Suicide Squad, Elijah had been transferred to Belle Reve, the given reason being "to promote unit cohesion". It didn't make sense to Elijah to move him across the country just to improve team relations, especially in his last year. Elijah wasn't particularly friendly with the other members of Task Force X, at least, not with the members he had already met and served with. He wasn't particularly interested in getting to know them better either. But Elijah always knew that he wasn't in charge, just another pawn for Waller to play until he was free. Or dead. Death was always a possibility in Task Force X. The mess hall in Belle Reve felt about the same size as the mess hall on the Raft, which made sense to Elijah. He didn't know of many other prisons that held super-powered individuals besides those two. He assumed that he would get the same amount of space to himself when eating. He didn't always eat by himself; Elijah occasionally ate with a friend at the Raft. But he was new here in Belle Reve, and felt somewhat wary glancing at the unfamiliar faces in the room. It reminded him of his first weeks in prison, when he still wasn't acquaintances with anybody. After waiting in line to get a tray of slop, some kind of meatloaf, and corn, Elijah made his way over to an unoccupied table and took a seat, immediately starting to eat, feeling hungrier than usual. He had these 30 minutes to himself (or so he thought), unable to stay truly isolated due to a cellmate, and preferring to play basketball during yard time. |
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Post by purplepinay on Sept 11, 2024 5:08:33 GMT
With her head held high, Lilith sauntered through the mess Hall humming a tune of her own. Having spent years here, her creative spirits have ebbed and flowed but she always savored any type autonomy she was given, even it was still monitored, it was preferable to spending time in isolation.
Being allowed to interact with others, even if for just 30 minutes at a time, was always a blessing... As much as one as she was going to get, anyhow. Even in prison, she also couldn't be seen as less than poised and proper. What kind of Belle would she be if she allowed herself to present less than proper ettiquite after all?
Thanking the lunch folk (even if the lunch was less than appealing), minding her manners, and apologies when invading personal spaces of others may seem odd but it was all par of the course for her and, it would be evident to the one she choose to sit with. Having zeroed in on a new, yet also familiar face she had made her way to the table of a fellow task force X squad member and gave him one of her bright charming smiles
"Good afternoon... Elijah, is it? Mind if I sit here?"
She would query, giving him little time to respond, sitting down regardless of his answer given
"I dont think I've seen you round these parts, a guy like you would be quite hard to miss, after all"
She mused, as she poked into her meatloaf absentmindedly.
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Post by lvsphinx on Sept 11, 2024 5:40:59 GMT
Elijah stopped, almost literally froze in place, when he saw women enter the mess hall. It took him several moments for him to register that he wasn't dreaming, and that this was in fact real life. Belle Reve had co-ed lunches? This was unbelievable. Elijah didn't dare think that Amanda Waller would be so liberal with the prisoners under her watch, this had to be some sort of trick.
Elijah's eyes settled on Lilith for a few moments, finding her manner unusual in the prison. She certainly seemed polite. Refined, despite her current status, home, and present company. She held herself like some kind of Southern debutante, with the accent and everything. It was...refreshing, though still odd. His eyes widened when he saw her start to approach him, just now aware that he had been starting to stare.
"Good afternoon," he started, eyes on the woman who had sat across from him, and knew his name. Lilith was familiar; he remembered the face and the voice from one earlier mission. "I just transferred here from the Raft, up in New York," he answered, perhaps seeming a bit more guarded than he had to be, watching Lilith poke into her meatloaf. "I'm sorry, but...I'm dreaming, right? Or dead? Cuz there's no way Waller would let men and women eat together." ...Right?
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Post by purplepinay on Sept 12, 2024 0:03:15 GMT
"I was wonderin the same thing, but I don't wanna be pinched"
She stated with a sultry tone, giving Elijah a wink
"but, no. We eat Co-ed in here, we do everything Co-ed here besides sleeping arrangements"
She noted as she let out a stretch and then shortly after had rested her head upon a hand as the other hand popped a few kernels of corn in her mouth which she slowly chewed
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Post by lvsphinx on Sept 12, 2024 1:20:59 GMT
Elijah listened intently, still feeling a bit cautious, suspicious. Elijah had to give Waller credit. Either Waller handled Task Force X more progressively than he had imagined, or the Director knew how exactly to mess with Task Force X members.
"Everything but sleeping arrangements, huh?" Elijah had a question about the showers. He let it go. Just the mere sight of a woman was enough to throw him off balance. He wasn't even sure if he had the wherewithal to flirt. He was certain the last time he was this close to a woman was before his sentence.
"So...What are you in for?" he asked, unsure what else to ask the woman.
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Post by purplepinay on Sept 12, 2024 3:38:05 GMT
"Mhm... That's what I said. Don't know bout you but it adds a bit more... Spice round here"
Lillibeth let a half smile grace her face as she studied the male before her. He seemed tense, a bit on edge though she couldn't explicitly blame him, the Belle Reve wasn't exactly the most inviting place.
Then he asked his question which elicited a slight chuckle from the girl, as she shook her head
"that's quite the heavy hitting question for a first... encounter. A good gentleman knows how to build up to the more... Serious questions. Besides I like to keep it a bit mysterious, don't you?"
She quipped, before taking on a more thoughtful expression
"when did you discover that you possess the mutant gene?"
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Post by lvsphinx on Sept 12, 2024 18:49:12 GMT
Elijah shook his head slightly. "I'm actually not a mutant. I got tested for the gene once and it turned up negative. I actually don't know where my powers come from. I was born this way." He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "The first time I knew I had powers though was during 8th grade English class. I was so nervous while trying to give a speech that I blew a hole through the ceiling and almost set the room on fire..."
"Sorry about my question. I guess I'm not a good gentleman," said Elijah somewhat sheepishly, feeling like he had to remind himself how to interact with people. He knew it was a personal question. He wasn't exactly fond of telling others why he was here either. "It's just that you're not the type of person I'd expect to be in here. I like to know what I can expect from my teammates."
"What about you? When did you first discover your power?" he asked, scratching at his power dampening collar again.
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Post by purplepinay on Sept 18, 2024 0:26:11 GMT
Lillibeth gave a thoughtful look as Elijah explained. It was a mystery for sure, but not everyone who had powers were mutants, sometimes powers were created from outside factors or maybe even some other reasons.
"Interesting, so do you think it's genetic?"
she asked, truly curious now. why she was so intrigued by this man in front of her was beyond her, but she didn't pay it any mind. he certainly was attractive
don't worry about it sugar, gentlemen aren't exactly prosperous 'round these parts. it's charming that you're even trying"
she noted, with a wink and a giggle. if he didn't realize that he was being flirted with by now, it would apparent enough now.
"I definitely understand what you mean. even with a team that was made in the way it was, it's still reassuring to know that they have my back to some extent... and it's even more reassuring knowing what my teammates can do"
she nearly sang that last response and it seemed things were all going good and well until Elijah asked that last question he did. even though it was the same that she had posed, it had caused her face to drop for just a moment as she recalled the unsavory moment of when she discovered the extent of what she could do
she fixed herself, practically immediately she fixed that the change in expression might make one question if it happened at all.
"Oh, little 'ol me? I discovered my powers at my cotillion ball. lets just say... nearly blew a hole in the roof was an understatement when I did"
she answered, letting out a sigh and putting down her fork, deciding she wasn't all that hungry after all
"on the line of knowing what to expect, what are the extent of your powers? what exactly can you do?"
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Post by lvsphinx on Sept 19, 2024 2:27:38 GMT
At the wink and giggle, Elijah felt his cheeks start to warm up. He could hardly remember the last time he had been flirted with. The only question was if he was gonna reciprocate. Elijah never forgot that he was still in prison, and always felt little on guard all the time, the entire time he had been in prison. He was ready for a bored guard to come over and reprimand them at any moment, or worse, threaten to take Lilibeth away to solitary confinement for her flirting.
Elijah stroked his chin thoughtfully at the mention of a cotillion ball. She certainly sounded like she was from a different social class than Elijah. He was curious about how long she had been in prison so far, and what her sentence was, since it seemed like prison hadn't roughened her personality yet. Maybe the young woman was resilient in that way.
"I store electricity," answered Elijah, pointing up at the lights. "I'm like a living battery. I can drain the power grid, and the more electricity I store, the stronger and more durable I get. I can also discharge the electricity and fire lightning bolts."
"What about you? You manipulate sound, right, Ms...? I'm sorry, I didn't get your name yet, what's your name?" he asked a bit sheepishly, a small self-conscious smile on his lips.
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Post by purplepinay on Sept 20, 2024 0:12:30 GMT
she listened to his description of his power with fascination. her eyebrows raising as he explained that he becomes more durable, the more electricity he stores. it was a useful side effect of an ability to have. it was utterly fascinating to have such a manly ability.
"Such a fitting power for such a masculine man as yourself "
she mused before Lilibeth's eyes widened as he has asked for her name, as she reacted to a moment of having been caught in a moment where she was less than cordial. this was out of character for her to be caught off guard like this and having subpar manners such as this would give her a good talkin' to back in Louisiana.
"Sorry darlin', guess having done time has dulled my etiquette some. Lord knows a proper lady introduces herself to any new suitor. Names Lillibeth Blossom Oakley. you can call me Lillith for short, sugar. "
she stated, fanning herself with her hand as she was attempting to cool down from the embarrassment from the lack of proper introductions. He seemed fine, though if not a bit sheepish for having to ask for such a question.
"I can only hope you can forgive me for such obnoxious behavior. "
she cleared her throat, and regained her composure before giving him an answer back
"Putting it simply, yes. It would be more accurate to say I manipulate music and musical vibrations. I would give you a sample, but... well "
she trailed off for a moment, her hand gesturing to her own power dampening collar and then to her brain
"Maybe you'll get to experience the full extent of my powers on a future mission... though it would take quite a formidable enemy or a unique situation. Quite a bit of my abilities are more utility than straight up raw power. not to say I can't defend myself if I need to. "
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Post by lvsphinx on Sept 20, 2024 7:10:33 GMT
Elijah stroked his chin thoughtfully at her answer. "Music, huh? I love music. I'd love to listen to yours sometime," he said, finally with an easy smile, as though they were at a bar. He waved a hand at her apology, not minding her lapse in etiquette. The etiquette part was a bit too...high class for him to completely vibe with.
"Don't worry about the name thing. It's already clear that you're a real lady. It's nice to formally meet you, Ms. Lillith."
He looked around at the other prisoners in the mess hall. No one looked like they were coming over to bother them. He felt himself relax a little more.
"So...you got a man back home?" he asked, his eyes finding hers instead of looking elsewhere. Again, he wasn't sure what to ask, so he went with the first thing that came to mind.
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Post by purplepinay on Sept 27, 2024 14:23:22 GMT
Lillibeths eyes widened in genuine shock as she was told that he would like to hear her music. It wasn't something that she's heard of before. Granted it has been a while since she has had time to sit down with anyone outside of a jailhouse. She shortly fixed her composure albeit with a little bit of a blush coloring her cheeks
"Well now, that's just music to my ears. Assumin you aren't pulling on mah strings"
She's used to playing around with the opposite sex when given the opportunity to, but this time it was something different. Even when encountering those who liked to play back, they lacked that... Genteel nature and a certain charm that Elijah seemed to possess, yet still completely different from the Genteel and Charm that she's grown up to expect. He seemed kind, and out of his element here himself.
Then their eyes locked, and he asked her if she was taken, to which she had shaken her head too.
"As surprising as it may be, I've been alone for quite some time. Finding a man who can keep up with me is.... Difficult. "
She noted in a soft-spoken voice, a slight smile on her lips as their eyes continued to remain locked in place, not daring to blink before he did
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Post by lvsphinx on Sept 27, 2024 20:23:52 GMT
Elijah couldn't keep his smile from widening when we saw her blush. He was tempted to enter a staring contest with her, but decided to blink, though he still made eye contact after. Elijah wondered how Lillith kept her confidence and spirits up in a place like this, especially when his time in prison had worn him down in a few ways. He was guessing that she hadn't served as much time as he had. Still, she had already shown that there was something different about her.
"Keep up with you? Do you like to live a fast life or something? Parties and drugs?" he teased, an easy grin on his face. "And no, I'm not pulling on your strings. I'm not gonna mess with you like that. I'll mess with you some other way."
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Post by purplepinay on Oct 31, 2024 1:03:31 GMT
"Parties? why of course, who doesn't love parties? though I get the feeling that we're thinking to two entirely different type[/] of parties"[/font]
she quipped back, her stance relaxing as the conversation continued. there was something about elijah, quite unlike the conversations she had with other men though she just couldn't quite pin it down. his ability to be suave, even in the position that he was in was defintely a nice change of pace.
"as for drugs well..."[/font]
she deliberated, wondering how much she was to say. she didn't really involve herself with anything too hard, nothing that could impact her too severely though she dabbled in the typical recreational stuff though... albiet it had been a while
"A lady doesn't reveal all her secrets in the first meeting"[/font]
she stated coyly, while still feeling a bit flushed from earlier. she was adjusting to his charms slowly. she wasn't going to let him have the upper hand here
"Oh yeah? In what ways?"[/font]
she stated, intrigued by his statement. what did he mean by that? what kind of things was he interested in? she just had to know.
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Post by lvsphinx on Nov 7, 2024 20:44:28 GMT
Elijah chuckled, leaning back a bit. "I don't know," he admitted, shaking his head at himself. "I just wanted to sound smooth. We don't have phones, so I can't mess with you through text. And we probably have the same schedule, so you know where I'd be if I tried to play games behind your back. I can't access your cell, so I can't play pranks with your stuff either."
He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "I guess you'll find out how I'll mess with you when I decide to do it. Like you said, it's only the first meeting, there's plenty of time to find out." As for drugs, he was curious what Lillith had tried, since she didn't deny it. Elijah had mostly only smoked weed, though he had tried psychedelics like LSD and mushrooms.
Elijah took a bite of meatloaf before continuing. "And the parties I like are innocent enough. I like a good block party, surrounded by friends and family, good food, great music, dancing... Do you like dancing? The dancing I'm used to is probably different from how you danced at your Southern balls though," he teased.
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