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[14thmusician]

[a hallway. methodical steps, planned out, timed, one foot in front of the other-- like a beat to a song. he's close to the wall, since it provides support in case he happens to fall over, which he has a few times

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[distorted_blade]

... *Kanda is watching, and he looks a bit... concerned? Disturbed? It's hard to tell with him, as usual.*

you. you are fast. why. whyyyyyyy

[14thmusician]

[doesn't notice you, doesn't know you at all~ he's never met the Kanda in his world, being cooped up in his own head 24/7/365. just keeps on walking~]

Don't stop walking. Don't stop, don't.. walk, keep walking. Said keep walking, so keep walking, have to...

[...come change his train of thought]

my timing is awesome? =D

[distorted_blade]

... oi. *Have a Kanda blocking your path. ... a Noah, actually, given that he's in black form. He seems a bit unhinged, but for the most part all right.* Shut the fuck up.

yes it is :D

[14thmusician]

[yeah, that gets his attention. stops, looking up with a blink and a.. slightly confused look. maybe he hasn't realized he was talking out loud?]

..Excuse me?

[rabbitwithwings]

[Walking out of a room and comes to a stop, staring at the incoming figure. The clothes and face somewhat match but that skin problem of his is a bit alarming.]

...Yo Fourteenth. You okay? [Not really concerned for him exactly but drunken/insane folk need help more often than not.]

((ooc: Would these two have met? xD))

[14thmusician]

[pause. he knows that name. that thing in his head, that's what]

Not here. Inside, not out, can't go back in, nothing to do, just... walk, keep walking, keep walking.

[...and he's gonna start walking again~]

((ooc: uh.. probably not? 8D but Lavi might have seen the white form at a ball or party or concert or something :3))

[rabbitwithwings]

[Something isn't right with this guy at all right now.] Who's not here? The Fourteenth?

[Staring now at him as he puts a hand on his shoulder to keep him from walking into his own person.] What are you muttering?

((ooc: lol No recognition yet.))

[14thmusician]

[and after being forcefully stopped he'll look up, blinking. once or twice. not really focusing on anything]

Not here. Not.. out.. no, not here. Not-- [another blink. confusion sets in :|] ..Huh?

((ooc: :3~~))

[flammatory]

[...Ah dear. He recognizes the appearance quickly but as to why he looks like this...A question for another day.]

Allen.

[14thmusician]

[talking to him won't stop him, but he'll slow down a bit a look up]

...Yeah? How do you know-- no one knows, no one, why-- you..

[flammatory]

... [He watches him with an unreadable look before walking over to him.] Come on, I'll take you to your room.

[14thmusician]

Room? [puzzled look] What room? There's no-- no room. Don't have one. No room.

[acer_fossor]

Uncle? You don't look good, you okay?

[14thmusician]

[glances at little Allen, pausing for a bit. it's a strange sight, seeing yourself-- or how you used to be, anyway.

..but after a second or two, he'll keep walking]

Not here. Busy, can't talk to him. Come back later.

[acer_fossor]

*Following after him, concerned* ...You're busy? I don't think you should be doing stuff right now, you should lie down. Maybe I should go get Mana...

[14thmusician]

He's-- busy. Inside. Not out. [stumbles slightly at the mention of Mana, but otherwise doesn't stop] Mana... Mana's dead, dead and gone. Not here, nowhere, anywhere-- he's dead. Dead.

[no_moon_tonight]

Allen? *Running over to him, looking oh so very concerned*

/was oh so distracted making more icons orz

[14thmusician]

[freeze. he knows that voice. that's--] No. No, he's-- not alive. Dead. Keep walking. Have to.. [trudges on, still keeping pace, but obviously trying hard to keep going and not stop]

Just.. her. Her. Playing tricks. Not real, never real. Dead and gone.

[no_moon_tonight]

I did die... But I'm back now. I came back Allen, and I'm going to walk alongside you, alright? This isn't a trick... I'm real.

[14thmusician]

[remains silent, adamantly refusing to look in Mana's direction >: and keeps walking. the silence doesn't last too long, though. he'll be back to muttering to himself in a bit]

...Have to keep walking. That bastard, how dare he-- [mumble mumble]