The City of... Angels. [Funny.] I like the symbolism.
[Eliot's face is trained not to show strong feelings (his outfits are loud enough sometimes without adding real emotions to the mix), so shock on him looks watered down into something that could be called bemused interest, whether by the alcohol or the carefully coiffed guise of disregard he wears so well.
But the perplexity is there, under the surface. Mostly because his bullshit radar is getting mixed signals here and he's not sure what to make of it.
... It doesn't hurt that the self-proclaimed ruler (sorry, retired ruler) of that fiery pit Sunday school children all know and piss themselves thinking about is unfairly attractive and apparently swings both ways.]
The Devil is a switch hitter? I suddenly regret not paying more attention to bible study. [He smiles. Was that an invitation to check him out more thoroughly? Well, Eliot heard it as one. Wait, had there been a question in there? He'd gotten... distracted...] I do agree. Absolutely. One hundred percent.
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[Eliot's face is trained not to show strong feelings (his outfits are loud enough sometimes without adding real emotions to the mix), so shock on him looks watered down into something that could be called bemused interest, whether by the alcohol or the carefully coiffed guise of disregard he wears so well.
But the perplexity is there, under the surface. Mostly because his bullshit radar is getting mixed signals here and he's not sure what to make of it.
... It doesn't hurt that the self-proclaimed ruler (sorry, retired ruler) of that fiery pit Sunday school children all know and piss themselves thinking about is unfairly attractive and apparently swings both ways.]
The Devil is a switch hitter? I suddenly regret not paying more attention to bible study. [He smiles. Was that an invitation to check him out more thoroughly? Well, Eliot heard it as one. Wait, had there been a question in there? He'd gotten... distracted...] I do agree. Absolutely. One hundred percent.