[She’d been sitting in the library alone for quite some time, and upon hearing the thudding noise of books falling to the ground, Ellie decided to go and investigate.]
H-Hello…? Hello? Anyone…here?
[He smiles and nods for a bit before he sees her eyes change] H-Hey… Y… You okay?
[She stares ahead a little while longer, but then her trance breaks as she suddenly looks to him. It’s like a spell is broken. She retracts her hand from his and seems to fold into herself again, mumbling as if nothing had changed.] Hmm? Oh, I’m…I’m fine…fine.
I love hearing stories! They calm me d-down.
So, I may t-take you up on that offer.
[She smiles softly, nodding.] So do I. I find that when your world is in pieces around you, escaping to a different one, even for a little while, can make some difference….. [Her voice falters. She looks ahead, a hollow, melancholy darkness begin to swirl in her eyes.]
Yeah. He’s really cute and pretty cuddly.
[She looks nearly gravely serious before breaking into a delighted squeal, almost whirring with excitement] Really? Oh my, can I meet him? Or her? Is it a boy or girl? What’s their name?
There we go. So you can answer a question.
So, my dear Ellowyn/Ellie. How long have you been here?
I-I’ve been here since freshman year.
[She shrugs, still grinning]
Sometimes. But, I’ve always got my bunny to keep my company.
….you’ve got a bunny?
[Pascal sat down before her, watching as her voice grew louder than he had heard her speak before. His eyes sparkled as he watched her come to life in the story with different voices and movements and sounds she made. He fell into the story, envisioning it perfectly and a large smile spread across his features. He felt like a little kid again, listening to his mother telling him a story. Oh, but Ellie was a much better story teller. He forgot where he was, that she was telling him the story as the images flicked through his mind of the little house in the forest and of the giant. By the time she had reached the end of the story, it took him a moment to snap out of it. He shook his head, dazed] T… That was w-wonderful! [He chimed, placing a hand over hers in sheer amazement] You are a m-marvelous story teller!
[Feeling his hand and his words, Ellie felt her cheeks coloring drastically against her pale face. She smiled shy and wide, thankful.] Th-Thank you. Thank you. I love telling stories, so, erm…well, if you ever want to hear one…
[Dylan looked around as he finished out the riff and caught sight of a figure, hiding and yet smiling. He let’s the music fade out properly before he speaks up] You can come and listen over here, y’know. I don’t bite.
[She inches back a bit, like a turtle retreating into it’s shell. But, feeling a bit like a stalker, Ellie slowly steps forward into full view. Eventually, she’s standing right in front of him, the smile on her face sliding on and off in a shaky sort of way. She ends up sitting on the grass, right in front of him, looking at the stranger with wide, expectant eyes.]
No, no. It’s choice. I’m studying to go to school for Emergency medicine.
Oh! Oh…really? Wow…isn’t that…scary?