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[1000year_earl]

[In the early morning a call is sent out to the Noah. A call to return home to the South Wing. It is only stated once and warrants urgency. Leaves no room for question or qualm

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[meansprout]

[This is what he comes back to, when the DR finally decided to age him back up? Wonderful. Allen's somewhere in the North Wing, ready for a fight.]

[akumabin]

[And a fight, he'll get. An Akuma drops down behind him laughing in a pitch too high.]

Found one~ Found one~

[meansprout]

[Immediately activates his claw arm (not Crown Clown yet) and turns around, swiping at it.]

[akumabin]

[It dances away from him. The Innocence scoring a scar across one appendage. But it laughs and laughs, turning circles as it brings down one long claw toward Allen's head.]

[meansprout]

[He growls, rolling out of the way and transforming his arm into a cannon to fire palings at the Akuma.]

[akumabin]

[Alright. That causes the creature to lose and arm and it howls. It charges again, this time aiming to take out the floor underneath Allen.]

[mean_sprout]

[But he was using that floor >( He's just running out of the way, trying not to fall through the new hole in the ground.]

[akumabin]

[It skitters across the ground like an insect in chase. Really, the body of the thing shouldn't be able to do that. The holes seem to be no obstacle for it as it lunges for Allen's feet.]

[mean_sprout]

[He stops running and holds his ground, using his claw again to try to slam the thing into a wall.]

[akumabin]

[It's slammed against the wall and the armor on its back cracks, but it seems still up for the fight. It lashes at Allen with one arm, the other still hanging loose on one side.]

[mean_sprout]

[He draws his arm back and shields himself with his weapon, teeth grit.]

[akumabin]

[It bats against the arm possibly causing a scrape. But the attack was wide and now he's wide open.]

[meansprout]

[And now it's Allen's turn to lash out again with his claw, aiming for the thing's midsection... or whatever it has.]

Oops. Wrong icon. Anyway 1/2

[akumabin]

[It fades away to nothingness in smoke and dust.]

[akumabin]

[But behind is a dragon that lands in front of him with Road a top its back.]

[dreams_are_mine]

[Road laughs, leaning on the Dragon's head to look at Allen with that catlike smirk.]

Out to play, Al~len~?