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you can ring my bell, ring my bell. ([personal profile] dominance) wrote 2016-02-29 06:07 am (UTC)

[ if bellamy hadn't extended his arm for the sensors to keep the doors open, he'd be in the elevator, stationary, waiting to pick a floor to travel to. sometimes he forgets that elsa's privileged, lucky enough to be born with status and power and even money, despite the latter never having been much of a contender for him on the ark. it's what he hadn't liked about clarke and wells, feeling as though the spoons they'd been born with in their mouths would threaten him while on the ground. ]

[ he doesn't feel threatened, but bellamy has always been uneasy around those who are simply better than him. it's a lesson he learned quite quickly on the ark, having it repeated to him over and over by those around him in positions of power. even though he hasn't returned to that job he held on the ark, he's still janitor blake in his own eyes. ]

[ stepping through, the doors close shut behind him. it's an impressive list, one that he's vaguely familiar with given what he's seen and read about royalty back in the medieval era. ]


I guess it's not as lonely as I first thought. [ it seems stupid to him now, thinking she only shared that castle with snowgies and anna. he walks, keeping his strides small, even though elsa has the legs to keep up with him if he chose to storm out of the foyer like he walks on his ground. ] I figured you just lived there with your sister.

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