[It was the rush of fire followed by the explosion that drew Eleanor's attention, partly because of it was a danger, and partly because it was familiar. She knew that sound, even if it wasn't...exactly...right.]
[Which was why she went looking for it, moving quietly towards the light and stepping into view just as Booker was sending arcs of electricity through the air.]
[Eleanor froze, not moving, not breathing, as she took the scene in. Electricity arcing over...were those crystals?...in his hands, electricity leaping from his fingers. And fire earlier, she was sure. Plasmids. Different, a little bit different, but still...]
You're a splicer.
[It wasn't a question, and it wasn't malicious, it was just...shocked. Staring at him.]
no subject
[Which was why she went looking for it, moving quietly towards the light and stepping into view just as Booker was sending arcs of electricity through the air.]
[Eleanor froze, not moving, not breathing, as she took the scene in. Electricity arcing over...were those crystals?...in his hands, electricity leaping from his fingers. And fire earlier, she was sure. Plasmids. Different, a little bit different, but still...]
You're a splicer.
[It wasn't a question, and it wasn't malicious, it was just...shocked. Staring at him.]