<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91152.msg4036627#msg4036627">Quote from: Xantham on 20-12-2010, 20:04:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Elijah just stared at Tony.  Desmond was dead and Tony just admitted that he had been fooling around with this girl while his friend lay dying.  Who did he think he was?  Some romantic hero out to save the damsel in distress.<br/><br/>"You fuck," Elijah spoke aloud.  "Desmond is dead.  And for all I knew you were dead, too.  Apparently you were busy with this woman.  Doing what?  Using your collection of fucked-up come-on lines you've been practicing for the last two years.  As far as I am concerned, you <span class="bbc_u">are</span> dead to me.  Take your little harem, go see what was happening while you were flirting away.  They're all at the huts.  Let's see how Charlie likes your little story."<br/><br/>Elijah started to walk away down the path towards the beach where he and Kira were earlier.  Then he turned, "...unless you wanted Desmond to die...Ah! It's all starting to make sense..." With that Elijah turned and ran back to the beach disappearing from sight.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Tony stared at Elijah as he seemed to lose it right before them. Seriously, he must be losing his mind, he thought to himself - unsure of where this would all lead.<em>Fucked up come on lines?, my little harem? Desmond dieing</em>? What the fuck was he talking about? He had just seen Desmond, and Charlie - well, Charlie was one of his best friends, and if he knew CHarlie, he was probably busy hitting on their friend Lizzie, and would care less if he had the good fortune of hooking up.<br/><br/>Looking back at the women, Tony shrugged his shoulders, unsure of what to say.