HOVER

Independent and selective roleplay blog for

American Horror Story's

Elsa Mars


Multiverse, Multishipping, Crossovers.

Trigger Warning!

Written by: Dana

Since: Dec 29, 2014

mxrdrake:

frauleinkunstlerin:

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Listening to him only made it worse. What was he talking about? Of course, he could take her from this place — if he wanted to. What if he left without her for a second time? Taking another patient instead? No, this time, Elsa could not let him go again. He was the only chance she got and she, sure as Hell, would not miss it. Her confused hazel eyes widened at his offer, believing that she finally found someone who would understand her and provide her the peace and protection she needed.

“Y-yes, I would like that,” she mumbled in disbelief, her eyes nearly clinging onto his, seeking for an answer, “Please help me, Edward Mordrake. Don’t leave without me again. Is it … is it Halloween yet? Do I need to sing for you?”

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“Good.” Edward dared to smile warmly for her, trying his best to understand. “I will not leave. I give you my word.” Halloween? He noted each detail she offered, quietly contemplating what they meant. They were all pieces of a puzzle he had yet to piece together, but perhaps in time he would see the grander picture. “If you enjoy singing, I should like to hear it. I myself quite enjoy music.” Glancing towards the orderly, he put a friendly arm about her, leading her towards the locked door. “Come to my office. We can speak of Halloween and songs, and where it is that you wish to go.”

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You know where I want to go. I want to go with you, I want you to take me.” Her voice became a quiet whisper, not wanting the others – the staff and the inmates – to hear about her plans. She hoped that it was happening now; she had been suffering at this place for too long. Elsa placed her hand on his arm as he wrapped it around her, nearly clinging onto it, as if this arm would be her last hope. As they approached the grand door, the patient’s hazel eyes widened and she tilted her head to stare up at the doctor. “Will you take me to the other side now? I’ve never been so ready…”

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