Pure × Isaac Lahey

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Elora groaned, moving around in her bed before striking something hard. Opening her eyes, she clutched her head in annoyance "Good morning to me," she muttered.

"Please don't dent my wall," Taylor called up from the kitchen.

"I'm fine by the way, thanks," she retorted sarcastically to what seemed like only herself. El sat up, wisps of her memory sticking around. Yawning, she climbed out of her comfy bed and stretched. She grinned, appearing in the kitchen and yelling 'boo'.

Taylor looked up from her coffee mug, barely arching an eyebrow. "Can I help you, mostly ghostly?"

El growled, annoyed. "Oh, come on!"

"Honey," Taylor set down her newspaper, "I live with you father. He's tried it all and I've become invincible."

Elora grumbled as she took the stairs back up to her room. "Why do I even bother?" she asked herself as she opened her closet and rifled through her clothes. Tossing things onto her bed, she slipped into dark skinny jeans, black wedge sandals and a soft burgundy tank. As she sat at her desk to her makeup, she opened her laptop to turn on music, only to get a skype call before she could start her mix.

The screen popped up, a slightly sleepy Allison showing. "Hey, El."

"Hey Al," Elora greeted as she put on mascara. "What are you doing up? Isn't it close to 11 for you?"

"Yeah, uh I was napping actually." Allison ran a hand through her dark hair, something off. "What time is it there?"

"About nine in the morning," she replied as she did the other eye.

Allison lightly nodded, "So, how's Greece?"

"Sunny, but a little cold. It is October, so it makes sense. It's really pretty." Elora out on peppermint lip balm before consorting with her hair. "It's actually kind of funny you called."

Allison's eyebrows lifted as she watched El braid her hair from the sides around the back. "Why?"

"I just woke up, and I actually had a dream about the night we met. Remember, the ceremony thing that actually was a triple sabotage."

"Yeah, I remember..." Allison said with a changed expression.

Elora stopped putting in her cartelidge hoop, looking to the huntress on her screen. "AllyCat?"

"Um," she motioned behind her, "like I said about the napp, I actually dreamt about it too."

Hesitating, El scratched her neck for a second. "That's...that's a little weird."

Allison tried to shrug it off, "it's probably just a coincidence."

"Totally," she agreed as she made sure to loop in her earring. Shutting her makeup case, she walked it over to the open suitcase waiting at the base of her bed. "Uh, on the other hand," she cleared her throat, "how have you been?"

"How have I been or how have I been?" Allison replied in questioned as she watched Elora fold clothes. "Are you talking like, what we did to find the Nematon?"

"Yeah, that," said Elora. She folded her clothes away, finally just waving a hand and packing everything at once. Sighing, she sat back at her desk and looked to Allison. "I know you said you can feel the darkness, but is it doing anything to you?"

Allison had to think for a moment, "Not really, I mean it's only been like a week and a half."

"Too weird? Al, what happened?" El asked as she leaned forward on her elbows slightly.