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He wasn't sure what drove him to go out into the cold autumn chill. What roused him from his uncomfortable Hillworth bed, made him put on a heavy sweatshirt, and go out into the city. In fact, why he'd gone out and done more was also a bit of a mystery. For a while Elzo had just walked about, not really thinking, just...walking. Eventually, he found himself walking by a florist, and he'd paused. On the selves were the usual assortment of winter wreaths and seasonal bouquets. But, there, hidden behind some gaudy roses covered in fake snow, it lay, almost forgotten.

A small but modest bouquet of daisies, whiter then the fake snow that littered so many of the wreaths hanging outside. It was simple in the fact it was small lacking in any other flowers, yet, in that, it was oddly elegant. If not a bit odd, given the time of the year. Elzo hadn't really thought about it for long. He'd just picked it from the vase and went to the register.

After his impulsive purchase, he'd just gone back to walking. About an hour later, he found himself looking back at something he thought he'd forgotten. A sidewalk bench. Next to a few stores mow decorated for the holidays. It was the same as he'd last seen it, with the simple swirled frame of metal and treated wooden beams. The wilted potted plants half tended on either side. It was just how he'd last seen it.

Tugging a bit on his scarf, Elzo sighed, air leaving a white cloud hanging in front of his face. It seemed even his subconscious was bent of making him remember a girl he'd so oddly fallen for, and was so desperately trying to forget.

Well, that was a bit of a reality shocker.

In staring at the bench like a forlorn, love sick puppy, (which he would begrudgingly admit he was), Elzo's puppy thoughts were abruptly ended when a girl walked over and began to dust the thin white power off of his bench. Or was it their bench? Hell, technically it was the city's bench but still. STILL. It had meaning and this pink haired hussy had ruined his totally deep and self enrolled thoughts of love.

When she sat down and looked up however, Elzo had the fortune to get a good look at her face and expression. She looked just about as hopeless as he must have. Maybe less as she probably wasn't in some magical struggle of good and evil. Damn Romeo and Juliet like love.

His Shakespearian love for Linarite aside, Elzo pondered the courses of action to take with the pink haired girl. One, he could leave her be and go on his way. Two, he could just leave the flowers next to her, leaving her with a mind ******** of why some stranger just put flowers next to her. Or Three...
"You alright?"
Choice, made. He was Elzo Xanis damn it. Self professed flirt and someday hopeful lady killer. He did not ignore pretty pink haired girls who looked depressed on park benches.

"Well, pretty girl, by herself, looking all emo on a cold winter day." Dusting off the other side of the bench, Elzo sat himself down. At the very least, he wasn't going to talk down at someone who obviously was also in the 'I feel sad' department. "So, in a way, I guess you could say you do look a bit like a damsel in distress. Why, in need of a knight in shining armor? if so, I'd be more then willing to take up the position should it be vacant." Flashing a Xanis trademarked grin, (if it wasn't trademarked at this point it should be), he held out a hand. "Elzo Xanis. Sorry about scaring you earlier."

"To be honest I was kinda lost in my own thoughts." He half heartedly raised the flowers in his other hand. "Girl troubles. Seems to be the season for relationship issues rather then romance for me."

"Ha! You know, most girls read way to much into those lines an accuse me of being sexist. I mean really. I just like to help out girls. Especially the pretty ones like you. Makes a guy feel good about himself. Besides, you look like you can take care of yourself should something go down." Her swiftness in returning her hands to the warmth of her pockets didn't make Elzo blink. He liked the cold. Maybe it had to do with his senshi powers or something, but, for as long as he could remember, he just didn't mind the cold, and rather, he found it pleasant.

"Oh these?" He waved the flowers about, careful to to fling them so they'd scatter. "No, no girlfriend, more like..." He paused. What was she, really? "More like a girl I wish I could see but can't. Plus, I don't even know when I'd see her next." For a while he looked at the daisies, just thinking. "Here." he offered them to Audrey. "I'd rather have them go to someone real then go to waste. Besides, it's like you said." He pushed them closer to her. "Daisies are hard to find in December."

Woah, what, backup! Crying was not his goal! Crying was what he wanted furthest away from his goal. Elzo's goal was smiling and possible phone numbers! Not tears and heartbroken...ness! Not his plan man. Not the plan. "Hey, wait, don't get all weepy on me! I didn't mean to bring you down!" He got up and out of his seat to stand in front of her, fretting. "That's not what flowers are for!" As she explained, he calmed down a bit and decided squatting in front of her was much nicer. He could see her face.

"See, flowers are meant to be happy things, something to make you feel good." He smiled, pulling one out from the bunch. Twirling it in his fingers, he continued. "Mr. Right may be alright, but Mr. Right There may be right too. It's kinda an odd slope to scope. My opinion?" He stood and place the flower in her hair, a bit of a bold move. "Go with what you feel is right. Right is just a matter of opinion isn't it? And besides," Elzo was grinning. "The only person's opinion who should matter is your own. Uh, but then again, that's my opinion." he laughed, and it sounded like an honest one.

"Sorry, I'm kinda not one for giving relationship advice. What with my own Romeo style love going on. Forbidden fruit and all that."

"....Strangulation?" The way she said it made it seem like the guy would do worse. But, the way Elzo asked made it seem like it was a perfectly normal experience. "...Then I think the solution is pretty simple Audrey." He took her invitation and sat back down at her side, propping his feet on the pot meant for plants, (all of which had since become twigs in dirt). "You just don't tell the overbearing uncle. He finds out you give him a big old ******** you and go vegas style on his a**....Pardon my language." He sniffled back a chuckle. "If the guy wants you to remain single he's going to have a tough time doing it. You're pretty, young, and clearly have a brain and are using it. Guys LIKE that. If he's so bent on keeping them away, he's not going to get very far."

Elzo was kind of leaning back on the bench, feeling a bit more relaxed. "...I'm going after a girl who basically is on a whole 'nother playing field, (and no, I don't mean she's gay or anything), and if we're caught together, she'll pretty much be facing hell on earth and I'll be facing just plain old hell. We were caught the first time and I took alot of crap for keeping our meeting secret, and to keep her safe, even when I was told she found someone else, someone better. So, really, I don't know why I still go after her...But you know what?" He was smiling now, looking skyward. "I'd risk it. Not because I'm going against the system or anything. But, because, I do want to know she's happy. Safe."

He looked back at his bench buddy. "I guess what I'm trying to say is going with what your heart tells you. I tried to ignore mine and it's basically left me feeling like s**t. Batshit uncle or not, just go with what your heart tells you is right, even if it may not seem that way?" He frowned. "If that makes any sense at all. God, I think I just confused myself." he groaned. "Love is WAY to complicated."

The unsecured flower tumbled from her hair and landed in the snow at her feet along with the rest as the teenager sprang to her feet, a look of shock on her face. Was that...oh my god that was Khaldun that voice came from?! In her horror, for a moment, it had almost sounded like Killingworth himself! What, was this boy in the Negaverse too. Suspicious, and wholly upset, Audrey looked between the two and held her ground as the angry young man stalked over.

"Khal! If I'd known you'd be out around today, I would've had you call me! I mean, I know you wanted your space and were probably out doing..you know, stuff for school but...it's been awhile and..." her voice trailed off and her hands clutched inside her pockets uselessly. On her end, the conversation had been totally innocent.

But somehow, it didn't seem like Khal was going to care very much.