[ He hesitates on that— Eren was a fairly serious person to start. Work had always been important, a focus that he's had through high school until now. People chattered about parties while he was there thinking about the next time he'd tour the Fort, or when the next prep exam was. Borderlining obsessive, maybe a bit. He never had any other dream, and if it weren't for AF he'd still be a bum.
Like Matt said, there's balance for everything. He'll bring him back soon, but he's doing this. ]
Well, [ He breathes in, and cocks his head to the side, fingers already curving into the driver's door handle, and trying to smile to ease off some of underlying jitters. ] hop in.
[It's okay Eren. Elliot is a pretty serious student himself. He always worked hard, always pushed himself. So if there was an absolute need for him to continue the study session at this moment? He would've said so. This was mostly a session to help himself feel a bit more confident in a subject he wasn't at all confident in.]
Okay!
[He'll smile as he open the front passenger door and sits down, already relaxing in the comfortable seat. Eren's car was so nice. But he'll at least remember to put on a seat belt. ]
So where are we going?
[It doesn't actually matter that much to Elliot. Even if it's just for a drive, he'd be happy. He's with Eren, and Eren wasn't mad at him. That's what mattered to him]
[ You are very, very right to put on a seatbelt with Eren as your pilot.
It's the most complete manual Camaro available— the interior is as sleek and agressive as the outside. Front panel screen for all your media needs. Finely tuned surrounding speakers, welcoming seats, cooling system, you name it. This mofo's even got wifi. ]
You'll see when we get there.
[ Backing up and on the road, Eren makes sure that the music isn't blaring once they're moving. It's just low background noise, but he gestures. ]
[Dang its a sweet ride, and Elliot will take a moment to appreciate it as such. But considering he doesn't own a car himself? He's very easily impressed.]
A surprise? Okay!
[He is not at all bothered by being surprised. He's with Eren after all, it'll be fine. As for the music...]
No, this is fine. [Was metal his favorite? No. But he's grown fond of it, at least]
I would like to hear the crazy story. What happened to your car? And your face...
[ You are a sweet, tender soul to let the metal live. This is a blessed moment. The Amity Affliction thanks you.
But, right. The car, and his face. Eren makes a sound with a little distaste— but look on the bright side. It wasn't his fault this time. ]
I was leaving the dojo the other day, [ Without mentioning too many . . . Things, that certainly involved looking as mad as they say he is. ] and some jackass threw an axe at my car.
[ he doesn't even care if it's a girl. yo. he speaks the holy word. ]
[He's got no reason to try to cover for her. Especially if she's going around hitting other people like Eren too goodness. But he'll at least try to reassure Eren a little.]
His shoulders are stiff to the touch, eyes on the road both to make sure he stays attentive as well as to avoid angry sort of eye contact— not today, he won't. It wasn't the sort of thing he'd like to hear any day, and even worse: he wasn't there. For the better, some would say, for worse, what he thought. ]
It shouldn't have happened in the first place. That mental—
[ redacted!!! It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth, and the need to act out further is a fair given. If only he were still a civvie— I mean.
After a second of a mumble of sorts (something about getting her arrested) and a very light rest in the tension on his shoulders (thanks to the lingering hand!), Eren's darting sideways gaze can't help dismounting to those eyes. He exhales the air he'd been holding in, but his own eyes are still concrete. ]
[Yeah Elliot isn't about to argue that it shouldn't have happened in the first place, or that the girl was clearly mental. Who throws axes at people who are just getting fresh air? And then proceeds to try to use them for further target practice? But Elliot knows better than to go into too much detail there. It might make Eren rethink wherever they are going now and hunting down that girl instead. ]
Yeah, he stopped her before it got worse. He was really mad.
[ Eren prefers to think that it wouldn't have even gone anywhere with him around, which makes his absent loathsome, but look who's talking; car beat, so is his face, and she's still walking around.
He gave her his own stern hi, my name is eren jaeger, but more is never enough. At least, with more mention of Dante, he was slowly easing off. (Didn't mean that he wasn't planning any potential remeets, though, hah, preposterous, what're you talking about . . . ).
Where are they going, by the way? Making my way downtown, making turns . . . ]
It's not your fault. I didn't tell you I was going in the first place.
[You stop that self-blame train right now Eren Jaeger. Elliot glances out the window - but honestly he's still so new to this town he doesn't have the slightest idea where they are. Things seem so different when you're in a car and not walking or taking public transportation.]
Just hit me in the chest. The bruise is almost gone, really.
[ Wetting his lips and sealing them tight, Eren— has to breathe. He's already in a mood he hadn't expected to be in, but. At another light, he slumps, turning his head to face Elliot again.
He didn't . . . Want to be upset today. He's had enough upsets. This one was warranted, but. ]
Same, [ He finally says, tapping his cheek, although it's not that healed . . . But a boy can dream. ] Don't worry about it. Someone like that's got what's coming.
[Since that's definitely someone that's heading to get arrested one day, as far as Elliot could tell. But while Eren's looking at him, he'll offer a small smile]
But enough about her, okay? I'd rather spend my evening enjoying it with you.
[ Well, would you look at that. All it took was an extra minute to look at that before Eren actually gets beeped at. Light is green, light means go, right, he's going! The view of his infamous reddening ears are right there for you to see, humming something of a growl that gets betrayed by his lips, small as the quirk up was from frowning. ]
Right— almost there.
[ Eren stays a little quiet from that small stretch on, but it's nothing too bad. Maybe just trying to compose himself and remember why he was actually here, doing this. Right, it was to spend a good evening with Elliot, do something nice and quiet— no cat cafés, but something . . . Perhaps a little more Eren. Driving to one last light that he actively attempts to get in front of the line for . . . The road stretches for a while. That's a massive straight.
And in all that silence, Eren seems to be playing with the exhaust just a little. Vroom. Vroom. She's still as agressive as he is, look at those snarls. Is this safe? That might be questionable, but Eren seems to know the limits. ]
[It doesn't connect why Eren looked at him so long he nearly missed the green light, but at least he's willing to get off the subject of that girl. The beeping and Eren's growl makes him give a small amused sound in response.
As Eren drives, Elliot will settle back into his seat and go back to looking out the window, watching things pass by the window. For how cautious Elliot can be about stuff, Eren playing around with the exhaust? Doesn't seem to bother him at all. In fact there's something of a small grin on his face while he does it.
But yeah probably good call about the cat cafes. Elliot only really knows that place because his roommate and brother. Probably not the people Eren wants to run into tonight. ]
[ You really should hold on, then. Eren's attention is at the light now, only waiting, waiting, waiting, adjusting his grip on the wheel and flicking the music up just a peg higher—until the minute green flashes.
He told you!! He'd take you speeding!! The car's motor roars as he steps on it, asking for everything the gear can give him until he switches. They sure went from 0 to 80 in seconds flat, and it only keeps climbing.
[And they're off! Elliot's hand immediately goes to hang onto the dashboard as Eren starts to speed up. Faster and faster they go. The grin on Elliot's face only grows from the adrenaline rush and he lets out a happy laugh]
Woo!
[Also don't mind him as he reaches over and turns the music up even louder. STUFF LIKE THIS REQUIRES LOUD MUSIC OKAY]
[ Speeding cars, adrenaline rushes and very good music— Elliot's reaction only makes him grin as he takes them up to 110, 120, 140-! Nyoom! Where he has to slow down for the turn up ahead soon, he does, letting off on acceleration and lightly tapping the breaks. The car no longer roars, but she grumbles as Eren rides the rest of the momentum like a wave losing power, but it was good, very good while it lasted.
Well, onto part two. He chuckles to himself, exchanging quick glances as their speed normalizes, and easing back into his seat as well. Nothing gets your chest pounding quite like that, and he's more than happy to see that there was mutual enjoyment to it (imagine if he freaked out, ack). ]
[Elliot's heart is pounding from the speeds. As the speed normalizes, his hand goes over his chest. There's a huge smile on his face. Man, what a rush. ]
[ But now that they're slowing down and on their way to somewhere (where) with less of a technological gleam (less buildings, a little more road), Eren adjusts himself back into his seat. His heart's pounding, but now that he thinks of what exactly he's trying to do here . . . It's not easing up. It's dipping into his stomach.
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Like Matt said, there's balance for everything. He'll bring him back soon, but he's doing this. ]
Well, [ He breathes in, and cocks his head to the side, fingers already curving into the driver's door handle, and trying to smile to ease off some of underlying jitters. ] hop in.
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Okay!
[He'll smile as he open the front passenger door and sits down, already relaxing in the comfortable seat. Eren's car was so nice. But he'll at least remember to put on a seat belt. ]
So where are we going?
[It doesn't actually matter that much to Elliot. Even if it's just for a drive, he'd be happy. He's with Eren, and Eren wasn't mad at him. That's what mattered to him]
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It's the most complete manual Camaro available— the interior is as sleek and agressive as the outside. Front panel screen for all your media needs. Finely tuned surrounding speakers, welcoming seats, cooling system, you name it. This mofo's even got wifi. ]
You'll see when we get there.
[ Backing up and on the road, Eren makes sure that the music isn't blaring once they're moving. It's just low background noise, but he gestures. ]
If you wanna pick something out, it's all yours.
[ Say hello to Pandora ]
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A surprise? Okay!
[He is not at all bothered by being surprised. He's with Eren after all, it'll be fine. As for the music...]
No, this is fine. [Was metal his favorite? No. But he's grown fond of it, at least]
I would like to hear the crazy story. What happened to your car? And your face...
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But, right. The car, and his face. Eren makes a sound with a little distaste— but look on the bright side. It wasn't his fault this time. ]
I was leaving the dojo the other day, [ Without mentioning too many . . . Things, that certainly involved looking as mad as they say he is. ] and some jackass threw an axe at my car.
[ he doesn't even care if it's a girl. yo. he speaks the holy word. ]
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F a m i l i a r]
Ahaha...um, this person didn't happen to be a teenage girl, did they?
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You've met her?
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Y-Yeah. When I went a couple weeks ago, I stepped outside the dojo to get some air and she tried to use me for target practice.
She hit me once, but thankfully Dante stepped in before she could do it again....
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And after that, all Eren heard was hit me once. He turns his head around with a very familiar intent to . . .
well, you know ]
She what?
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She threw her axe at me.
[He's got no reason to try to cover for her. Especially if she's going around hitting other people like Eren too goodness. But he'll at least try to reassure Eren a little.]
I-I'm okay now. Even the bruise is almost gone.
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he looks like he's going to break the steering wheel ]
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Well thank goodness he has lots of practice from having an overprotective hotheaded brother. He'll put his hand on his shoulder.]
H-hey, it's alright. I'm gonna avoid her from now on, so it shouldn't happen again.
I didn't tell you to make you worry, okay? Just...I agree she's a...jerk.
[What is swearing.]
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His shoulders are stiff to the touch, eyes on the road both to make sure he stays attentive as well as to avoid angry sort of eye contact— not today, he won't. It wasn't the sort of thing he'd like to hear any day, and even worse: he wasn't there. For the better, some would say, for worse, what he thought. ]
It shouldn't have happened in the first place. That mental—
[ redacted!!! It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth, and the need to act out further is a fair given. If only he were still a civvie— I mean.
After a second of a mumble of sorts (something about getting her arrested) and a very light rest in the tension on his shoulders (thanks to the lingering hand!), Eren's darting sideways gaze can't help dismounting to those eyes. He exhales the air he'd been holding in, but his own eyes are still concrete. ]
You said something about Dante?
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Yeah, he stopped her before it got worse. He was really mad.
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[ Eren prefers to think that it wouldn't have even gone anywhere with him around, which makes his absent loathsome, but look who's talking; car beat, so is his face, and she's still walking around.
He gave her his own stern hi, my name is eren jaeger, but more is never enough. At least, with more mention of Dante, he was slowly easing off. (Didn't mean that he wasn't planning any potential remeets, though, hah, preposterous, what're you talking about . . . ).
Where are they going, by the way? Making my way downtown, making turns . . . ]
Where'd you get hurt?
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[You stop that self-blame train right now Eren Jaeger. Elliot glances out the window - but honestly he's still so new to this town he doesn't have the slightest idea where they are. Things seem so different when you're in a car and not walking or taking public transportation.]
Just hit me in the chest. The bruise is almost gone, really.
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He didn't . . . Want to be upset today. He's had enough upsets. This one was warranted, but. ]
Same, [ He finally says, tapping his cheek, although it's not that healed . . . But a boy can dream. ] Don't worry about it. Someone like that's got what's coming.
[ Karma. He totally means karma. And justice. ]
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[Since that's definitely someone that's heading to get arrested one day, as far as Elliot could tell. But while Eren's looking at him, he'll offer a small smile]
But enough about her, okay? I'd rather spend my evening enjoying it with you.
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Right— almost there.
[ Eren stays a little quiet from that small stretch on, but it's nothing too bad. Maybe just trying to compose himself and remember why he was actually here, doing this. Right, it was to spend a good evening with Elliot, do something nice and quiet— no cat cafés, but something . . . Perhaps a little more Eren. Driving to one last light that he actively attempts to get in front of the line for . . . The road stretches for a while. That's a massive straight.
And in all that silence, Eren seems to be playing with the exhaust just a little. Vroom. Vroom. She's still as agressive as he is, look at those snarls. Is this safe? That might be questionable, but Eren seems to know the limits. ]
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As Eren drives, Elliot will settle back into his seat and go back to looking out the window, watching things pass by the window. For how cautious Elliot can be about stuff, Eren playing around with the exhaust? Doesn't seem to bother him at all. In fact there's something of a small grin on his face while he does it.
But yeah probably good call about the cat cafes. Elliot only really knows that place because his roommate and brother. Probably not the people Eren wants to run into tonight. ]
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He told you!! He'd take you speeding!! The car's motor roars as he steps on it, asking for everything the gear can give him until he switches. They sure went from 0 to 80 in seconds flat, and it only keeps climbing.
This is better than cats. ]
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Woo!
[Also don't mind him as he reaches over and turns the music up even louder. STUFF LIKE THIS REQUIRES LOUD MUSIC OKAY]
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Well, onto part two. He chuckles to himself, exchanging quick glances as their speed normalizes, and easing back into his seat as well. Nothing gets your chest pounding quite like that, and he's more than happy to see that there was mutual enjoyment to it (imagine if he freaked out, ack). ]
Good stuff, right?
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Haha, more than good! That was great!
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[ But now that they're slowing down and on their way to somewhere (where) with less of a technological gleam (less buildings, a little more road), Eren adjusts himself back into his seat. His heart's pounding, but now that he thinks of what exactly he's trying to do here . . . It's not easing up. It's dipping into his stomach.
Right, just keep going. ]
Mind if we stop somewhere?
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