greatexpectations | (open) elektra natchios (black sky)

Don't be jealous that my name is clearly superior to yours. [Elektra warns him playfully. She makes a show of thinking about it before quipping sweetly.] I think he's too handsome for that name, Francis.

[ oh wow, walked right into that one. he smiles down into his pan, taking the eggs off the heat and starting to assemble his dish for the oven. omelettes, cheddar, spinach, bacon, tomatoes all go into a pre-baked crust before he throws the whole cast iron into the pre-heat. ] Doesn't take much. [ because he's always willing to throw himself under the bus, she knows this. ]

Dave? [ he's so subtle!!! ]

[She shoots him a look even while salivating at the look of what he's planning. He's taking all the fun out of teasing him by agreeing. She can't say she didn't see it coming so she really played herself on that one. His next suggestion earns a chuckle.] You're going to run down the list of everyone you know, aren't you?

[That actually doesn't bother her. Her last dog name had been selected to match hers along with please Hugo. Why not keep up the theme?] I am open to Leon or Zachary.

[Both have Greek roots and might please Frank. It's a win-win situation.]

Maybe. [ he admits. he almost suggested 'dean' because he knows elektra and madani would hit it off. but... hm. ]

Leon. [ he repeats, turning just in time to see their friend snap his gaze onto frank. he knows he would have done it anyway, but it's a good name. ] I think it fits him. Do you? If you name him Zach he'll be taking everything that isn't nailed down. [ :) ]

[She studies her dog carefully. Elektra actually nailed it with that one. The name truly does suit him.] That will do. I can't have a thief lurking around my place, but I could always use someone to dance with.

[ oh... that was easy. good. frank goes to sit with her while the food cooks, a fresh cup of coffee in one hand while the other scratches leon's face. he's come up to lay it on the marine's leg so the least he could do was oblige. ]

So. What else is going on with you? [ he takes a sip, trying to keep the topic off of himself for as long as possible. ]

[She stares at him. Is he really trying to avoid talking about himself when he's evidently got this romance going on? Elektra shakes her head.] You really want to hear about all the paperwork involved in legally coming back to life and my recent investments? Because that's what I've been up to. Very tedious, but the new money and access to my old funds is always welcome.

[Because you know the dubiously legal money from her overseas accounts wasn't enough for her to live off of already.]

[ well, yeah. because 'romance' is a huge reach. he shrugs. ] I'll listen but I won't get any of it. [ so the usual, pretty much. ]

The short version of it is I'm taking perverse joy out of reminding everyone who hates me I'm alive and want all my money. I've also had to sign my name to a ridiculous amount of documents to come back to life legally speaking. Still not as terrible as actually coming back, but it's up there.

[Just in case he ever wondered!!!] I really don't know why Matthew is dragging his feet on that. It's even harder when you're dirt poor which is actually insulting to dirt. They're better paid than him.

[ he tips his head to concede the point. he's come back, what, twice now? and now he's technically in the wind forever. plus he torched his only asset so it's not like he can really relate. ]

Speaking of... is he still in his hidey hole? [ he'd really like to tell jess he's okay. ]

[She mirrors the moment by tipping her head to the side.] I think he's close to being pushed out of the nest. He's spending quality time with his mother so I can see why he's inclined to put it off, but that woman will send him on his way sooner rather than later. Trust me on that one.

[If there's one thing Sister Maggie is good for it's dumping Matthew at the first opportunity.]

[ he's just going to ignore the mother comment because he literally can't process it right now. ] I'm good at waiting people out.

[ which she also knows. he knows she's good at it too so he can't keep up this charade for long. ]

What a coincidence. It's a talent of mine too. [She smiles sweetly. Let her just go on about international banking for a few minutes here. It's riveting stuff, she promises.]

Mother, huh? [ because that wasn't delayed or anything. ]

[Totes obvious.] She's a nun. Explains a lot, doesn't it?

...No. [ he doesn't believe you!!! what kind of a fucked up low budget movie do they live in?! ]

Really? The fact that his father was a fighter and his mother is currently a nun doesn't explain anything about him to you?

[It definitely painted a picture for her.]

Yeah, it explains a fuck of a lot. [ that wasn't what he was saying no to!! leon makes a displeased noise and drops his head to the floor with a thump at their bickering. ] Shit, and here I was thinking that whole Catholic thing was a schtick.

[She eyes Leon curiously before going back to her coffee. He'll survive a little bickering.] No, no. I'm positive if it weren't for all that darkness inside him, he'd be a priest himself. Lucky for me he's almost as screwed up as I am.

[ frank snorts at that, more because he now knows how she feels than anything. jessica has demons, but it's what attracted him to her in the first place. it's what keeps him stubbornly in her orbit. ] He may as well be, the way he goes on.

[Elektra snorts. Matthew's complaining has been a steady part of her life since forever so she can sympathize with the sentiment.] He didn't spend enough time around our father. He beat the self-pity out of me with a stick. Literally.

[ the timer for their brunch goes off just as frank is about to delve into that fucked up revelation. jesus, talk about being saved by the bell. he gives her a bewildered look before getting up to get the food out of the oven and serve it. ] You killed that guy, right? [ he asks, trying not to sound hopeful as he slots a dish in front of her. ]

[Elektra looks at him a little sharper. She supposes this would be a touchy subject for him. While she treats everything that happened to her as some sick joke, a man who lost his children would be disgusted another parent went around beating his kids. She can't exactly double back now for her sanity. Humor is the only thing that helps her cope with all of it.] Absolutely though it was a bit muddied on my part since I was that at the time.

[The Black Sky. Another coping mechanism; pretending like none of that is still there. She goes on casually.] Did I do it because I wanted to or did a lifetime of shitty parenting and failed attempts to murder his only daughter finally catch up to him? Impossible to say.

[Instead she's just diving into her food and ignoring the way Leon is trying to get her attention by butting his head against her legs.] I can say this is fantastic.

[She finally reaches out with one of her hands to scratch behind his ears. It actually does help a little. He really is a good boy.]

[ that. the brainwashed doll they'd made her. he nods, trying to get himself in check. they'd both fought their wars and they were over. there's no reason for him to be shaking right now. frank dishes up his own food and sits back down, though he ignores it for now, his appetite suddenly lacking. ]

He got what he deserved. [ so it doesn't matter either way, not to frank. she knew that already. he ducks his head, picking up his fork to try and force a bite past his lips. ] Glad you like it.

[He has a tendency to surprise her from time to time. Now is one of those times. It's funny how no one ever seems to get it. Matthew treated their father's attempts to kill her as some kind of personality flaw. He couldn't possibly mean it. It was just Stick being Stick. No one ever takes her side of anything even after he pulled the same stunt with that idiot manchild they called Iron Fist. She stares at him in open surprise even knowing it makes sense. If anyone would get what a monster that man was to the children he supposedly saved it would be Frank Castle. If anyone would hate him for abusing his shot at fatherhood, it would be Frank. It occurs to her belatedly how horrifying this must sound to him having a daughter of his own once upon a time.]

I know, but it's still nice to hear. [She hates how vulnerable she must look even with that pasted on smile. She really needs to learn not to be so flippant with him. He hears what she actually means when she says it.] Tell me about Jessica. Or anything.

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