Death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away [closed]

[aspectional]

He's late.

Being in the employ of Shannon Vaughn means that being late is a bad thing and Eli knew that well, but living with his father and having to deal with him meant that sometimes he ran late because of a conversation had gone on too long or he needed to go run an errand for him. Normally, he could cheat by just teleporting to get there on time, but he still wasn't familiar with this part of town and he didn't want to be seen by anyone who didn't know about his powers. Plus, he had been ordered to go to an alley and teleporting in would just be a bad idea all around in that case.

So Eli had to run all the way from the apartment he shared with his father to the specific alley he had been told to go to, nearly getting turned around at a couple of points due to the mental map he had of the area not being fully complete yet. But he successfully got to the street the alley was connected to only a few minutes late, looking like he had run all the way from home. He took a moment to slow down his breathing and heart rate and did his best to make himself presentable. Once that was taken care of, he slipped down the alley and did his best to try and make sure Shannon didn't notice when he got to where he was dealing with whatever unfortunate person who had gotten on the wrong side of his boss.

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[privatematter]

"Can you?" Shannon's interest was definitely piqued by that crumb of information. It was as he had guessed—something was definitely different about Eli, the same sort of different as most of his trusted higher ups—but the specifics definitely opened up quite a variety of options on how to operate going forward. Electricity was a much more subtle way to kill a man. Manipulating sight, on the other hand, had limitless options. For some reason, human beings were very fixated on what they could see and rarely let their other senses override it.

Shannon gave Eli's shoulder a pat as he pulled away to begin dialing on the payphone, leaning up inside of the half-booth for fake privacy. "You should have told me sooner, Eli. That's incredibly valuable. You know how important appearances are in the world," he said pointedly. Their current ruse was case in point. He tilted his head as someone picked up on the other end. "Michelle? Be a sweetheart and get a driver out here. My meeting went tits up."