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Jun 10, 2010 14:25

[In a sunny, summer courtyard, there is a shirtless Allen (supposedly) snoozing under a cherry tree. He's laying on his stomach, arms wrapped around a pile of blood-red cloaks in a makeshift pillow. For the most part, he looks like he could be any other Allen, save for the elongated, twin scars on his shoulder blades.]

[... and save for the blood-red feathers scattered across the ground around him. Though, in a courtyard full of red flowers, it they may or may not be easily distinguishable at first.]

[If you're finding yourself walking toward him to come and pester him - because, clearly, anyone snoozing in a courtyard should be pestered - you might hear him start to hum a song that sounds familiar, even if you're unable to pinpoint where you've heard it. It's your song, just so you know.]

[[And the boy is just on the brink of cracking :| It might actually happen, if a Noah or a Fourteenth approach. So... he's not going to be his usual composed self. Note: If you pick up and hold the feathers for an extended amount of time, your fingers will start to go numb. I don't have any plans to make him attack anyone, but if it heads in that direction, I'll give a heads-up and ask for permissions :3]]

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