Elijah wasn't sure what was happening or where he was. He had tried to take a step forward and crumbled. He would have hit the ground were it not for the boy holding him. "W-who are you? W-where am I?" He asked, stuttering. His voice was hoarse. He hadn't spoken in a very long time.
A soulmate made of marble reboot ((one-on-one//closed))
Leo swallowed and then smiled a little, “I’m Leo, and you’re in New York,” He answered, helping the other to his feet, “What’s your name?”
Elijah couldn't be more confused. What was this foreign country he was in? "W-what is N-New York?" He couldn't help but look around. There were moving pictures on big, strange buildings. What was this place? He started breathing harder as he frantically looked around. Where was his family? He wanted to go home.
Leo tilted his head to the side slightly. It made sense that his guy wouldn’t know where he was but this whole experience was strange. People were taking photos, clearly amazed at what happened but Leo just glared and they walked away, “New York City, it’s a place in America.”
"A-America? W-what?" Elijah had briefly heard of the newly found continent. He had heard that there were natives who terrorized them. They were savages. But this did not look like what was described. This had to be a dream, a very, very bad dream. But then her haunting words came back to him. Stone, he had been turned to stone. But for how long?
“Hey, how about we get outta here,” Leo suggested gently, “I’ll answer any questions you might have… as long as you answer mine.” He bit his lip, running a hand through his hair.
Elijah turned back to the male, Leo, he believed is what he told him. Yes, that sounded good. He didn't want to stay there any longer. He nodded his head twice.
“Cool. Come on then,” He inclined his head a little and set off back the way he came, through a small portion of the park and onto the street, “What’s your name, by the way?” He asked.
Elijah couldn't stop turning his head every which way as he followed Leo. "E-Elijah." He looked at him with wide eyes. He rubbed his arms. He looked down at his clothes then at Leo's. They were so different. What the hell was he even wearing?
Leo was wearing black skinny jeans, trainers and a grey sweater, plus a black beanie. He nodded a little in response to Elijah, “Nice to meet you, Elijah.”
Elijah hugged himself. He missed home. He missed his family. He missed being waited upon by countless servants. He missed home. He never should have sought out that witch.
Leo’s apartment wasn’t far from the park, in a very nice part of New York. He was worried about Elijah and how he was feeling with everything. He himself was still in shock but he had to get over that. He led them into the apartment building and pressed a button for an elevator, stepping inside once it arrived.
Elijah was confused about the looks he kept getting from people. What was the small box they held in their hands? He had never seen anything like that before. He tilted his head inconfusion when they stopped before two very large closed doors. They were made of metal he believed. He jumped vack with a yelp when they opened on their own.
Leo couldn’t hold on his chuckle at Elijah’s surprise and pulled him into the elevator before the doors shut him out. He clicked a button with the number four on it and the elevator started to move up.
Elijah didn't pull away when he pulled him into the contraption. When the box began to move, he started clawing at the walls. He had to get out of the contraption before it killed him!
“Woah, calm down Elijah,” Leo said, placing a one hand on his shoulder and the other took Elijah’s own hands, “We’ll be out in a second, nothing bad is going to happen.”
Elijah looked at him frantically. "What is this? What's happening?" He asked in desperation. This world was too much for his little brain to handle.
Leo gave his hands a small, comforting squeeze, “We’re in an elevator. Humans use it to take themselves from low places to high ones. Think stairs only… quicker.”
Elijah stared at Leo, his breathing begining to calm. He tilted his in confusion. "But…why? How? How can this be possible?"
“Electronics, mechanics,” Leo shrugged, “I haven’t really looked too much into it, it’s not my area of expertise.” He felt bad for not giving Elijah a proper answer and made a mental note to look it up later if he was still curious.
Elijah had never felt more confused. "What are ee-lec-tron-ix? Mah-cha-nix?" He spoke slowly, trying to copy the way he said the words. He had no idea what they were, what they did.
Leo shook his head a little, “Don’t worry about those things, they’re not important right now.” The elevator dinged and Leo dragged Elijah out, still holding his hand.
Elijah quickly followed Leo, glad to be put of the contraption he called an "elevator." He held onto his hand tightly.
It was a short walk down a hall until Leo stopped in front of a cream coloured door with the number 224 on the front. He pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, leading them inside before he shut it behind them, “Make yourself at home.” He placed his beanie on a small table near by and slipped off his shoes.
Elijah stood there. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. There was little in the tiny home that reminded him of his home. Couch, tables, chairs yes, but not much else. It was all so strange.
Leo headed into the living room, quickly cleaning up some uni things. There was a small table on the back with what looked to be a microscope and some other scientific contraptions, too.
Elijah slowly took a few steps in Leo's direction but jumoed back at the weird things on a table. He bit his bottom lip.
Leo looked over his shoulder and cracked a smile, “Not afraid of something that can’t move, are you?” He teased.
Elijah jumped at the sound of his voice. He shrugged his shoulders and hugged himself. If he was home, there would be a raging fire. A servant would take his coat from him, a bath would be ready for him. A wonderous feast would be ready by the time he got out.
Leo sighed softly, tuning away from the table and towards Elijah, “Look, I know this is all knew to you and if you want anything I’ll try and help out, okay? But… you need to talk to me if I’m going to help.”