It had taken him longer than he'd been expecting to get to Elle's apartment -- New York traffic would always be a bitch, he was sure, despite the fact that he'd seen two people flying on his way here -- but it didn't matter. There he was, and judging by the light he could see filtering through the curtains of the apartment, so was Elle.
Allowing himself a small, wicked smile, he let himself into the building and moved to Elle's door. He hesitated there for a moment, trying to decide between subtlety and brute force, and then he was raising a hand, two fingers turning slow circles in the air. The door unlocking itself for him, he entered the apartment silently, closed the door behind him and immediately moved away from the entrance.
No doubt Elle knew she wasn't alone already -- she was sitting right there, and a door opening on its own didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out, really -- but still. Out of all the things he missed most about hunting people like them, it was the games. Keeping out of sight. Making people wonder what they were trapped in a room with. Making people afraid. Things like that.
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Date: 2009-08-22 08:36 pm (UTC)Allowing himself a small, wicked smile, he let himself into the building and moved to Elle's door. He hesitated there for a moment, trying to decide between subtlety and brute force, and then he was raising a hand, two fingers turning slow circles in the air. The door unlocking itself for him, he entered the apartment silently, closed the door behind him and immediately moved away from the entrance.
No doubt Elle knew she wasn't alone already -- she was sitting right there, and a door opening on its own didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out, really -- but still. Out of all the things he missed most about hunting people like them, it was the games. Keeping out of sight. Making people wonder what they were trapped in a room with. Making people afraid. Things like that.