( she doesn't pull away, and yet somehow he can tell half of her is still with the music. still in the trance that is so desperately calling to her. a song he can't here, and a beat he can't follow. still, she doesn't shirk off the touch, even finds a way to focus herself past the noise and really hear him.
Matt is far from an optimist but he feels a half heartbeat more hopeful that maybe he can pull her out of this, that she manages to answer at all. )
I know, Elektra. Do it for me. Please. ( while she's not like to fold on her own accord, she has shown herself all too willing to bend for him when he needs it. when he asks. he hopes it's still enough of a pull, now. speaking of pulls, he tries to draw her closer, as if proximity and slow steps away from the madness might help her snap free of its control. )
A bit off from the hotel. ( the parade has been wandering awhile, winding through Beacon like a snake and dragging up new members with every stop. still, they're close enough to relative safety that he hopes he can get them both there and shut the door until whatever this is ends. )
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Matt is far from an optimist but he feels a half heartbeat more hopeful that maybe he can pull her out of this, that she manages to answer at all. )
I know, Elektra. Do it for me. Please. ( while she's not like to fold on her own accord, she has shown herself all too willing to bend for him when he needs it. when he asks. he hopes it's still enough of a pull, now. speaking of pulls, he tries to draw her closer, as if proximity and slow steps away from the madness might help her snap free of its control. )
A bit off from the hotel. ( the parade has been wandering awhile, winding through Beacon like a snake and dragging up new members with every stop. still, they're close enough to relative safety that he hopes he can get them both there and shut the door until whatever this is ends. )