( night 6 )

[tearable]

[ What's a gal like her doing in a lounge like this? Getting messed up. The brace on her arm that Shijima fashioned out of fabric was tight, itching but she forced to ignore it. In her good hand, she has to juggle between a cigarette and glass of whiskey. It stings going down, every gulp making her hiss out.

She feels... she feels there should be a reason why she doesn't like this. Why she doesn't like drinking, but nothing clicks. Nothing stops her. She'll do it to take away her guilt for voting like everyone else and her bitterness at being helpless. Before any curfew, she's trying to get sloshed and the loud humming of a song she heard in Rapture audibly through the silence.

Follow the melodic humming? ]

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[betraitor]

[he's quiet for a moment, listening to everything that elizabeth has to say—he can read the tone of honesty, it's a kind of hesitance he wouldn't even kind of blame her for.

her points are all good and valid, after all. every last one of them.]

I know you are. Wouldn't have doubted that for a second, for all the times you've spoken up even if it meant putting your ass on the line.

[that she's doing her best—he'd like to think that he is too, but he's still too cowardly to be able to do something that really might get himself killed. he sighs, getting back to what she originally asked.]

I'd trust you at your world more than pretty much anyone else here. [which isn't to say that he can completely trust anyone either, but elizabeth is definitely someone who presents herself better than most.

to him, at least.] Don't worry, I'm not expecting even half that much in return. Even my... friends... back home wouldn't exactly trust me at my word either.

[tearable]

Least it's a nice ass on the line.

[ It was a bit more bold than she would have liked, but she picked up on the loose tongue of Alvin quickly. It was casual and smug. Fitting when he lacked those traits himself. ]

Gee, mister. I don't know what to say. [ But, she actually does. ] I don't expect words to mean anything here - it's the actions. So... do good, Alvin. Saying I trust you won't really do much, but uh - I do, for now.

[ It's as much as they want to get, she thinks. As far as they want to admit in fear of being betrayed. ]

[betraitor]

...Not gonna argue that.

[it's a little playful, but he's not going to pretend it's a lie. her ass is a nice one, and he's not shy about his flirtations, even when he doesn't expect anything to come of them.]

I'm doing what I can. I'm not sure I'd be changing too many minds now, since it seems like Ciel and I really would have split the vote tonight. [but yet, still...]

We can call it even. You haven't really given me a reason to think you're going to turn heel on me if you've stuck it out this much. [he knows anything is possible, and that elizabeth isn't the most open person, but she's given him more than a lot of other people in that respect, so he can't (and won't) ignore it.]