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[keptwalking]

[ Whatever you were hoping to find in this room, you have instead found the gray stone walls of a jail cell, with an Allen slumped against the one farthest from you, legs bound and chained, eyes glazed and chest tight with panic, heaving as he struggles to catch his breath. His Innocence arm has deactivated and is shifting back to normal, feathers

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[flowercomplex]

[... Whoa man you look like all kinda of hell. Just kinda stands in the doorway for a minute]

Beansprout?

[keptwalking]

[ S-still hyperventilating here, and suffering from a nasty case of heroic BSoD. He doesn't seem to react to Kanda at all :|a ]

[flowercomplex]

[Oookay, that's probably a concern. Walks over to him, crouching down in front and snapping his fingers right in Allen's face a few times]

Oi. Beansprout.

[keptwalking]

[ That does get his attention, and he blinks at...

...Kanda...

Nothing makes sense anymore. ]

--K-Kanda...?

[sealedpleasure]

Having trouble there, lad?

[keptwalking]

[ A bit. Sorry, you're not getting much of a response beyond more heavy breathing. ]

[sealedpleasure]

[Walks closer to him, gently prodding him with his boot]

[keptwalking]

[ ...Looks up at him. ]

[fallenkeytotime]

[This isn't the kitchen Miranda was hoping for... But when she saw her dear friend sitting in the distance she immediately screamed and ran towards him.]

Allen!

[keptwalking]

[ You do that, he'll just sit here and hyperventilate. ]

[fallenkeytotime]

[She drops down onto her knees by his side, hesitating to even touch him.]

Allen! What happened? What's going on?!

[keptwalking]

[ Notices her there after a moment, blinking at her. ...How the heck did you get into the dungeon? ]

--Miranda...?

[no_ave_maria]

[Never mind that she's a she, have a Cross crouching in front of you, examining the chains and bindings. Shouldn't be too hard to get those off.]

[The problem is the state of Allen's mind. He looks worse than ever.]

Hey kiddo.

[keptwalking]

[ MASTER. HE SAW YOU DIE HOLY SHIT--

Something's not right here.

...Nope, sorry, brain does not compute. ]

...

[no_ave_maria]

[He doesn't appear to have any real physical injuries, other than the malnourished state and mental shock. She gives him a "light" like a hammer whap upside the head.]

Wake up, boy.

[keptwalking]

[ HE'S AWAKE and you're alive and a woman. Is this some sort of trick? The cardinal's doing? ]

...Wh-what...

[selfdeluded]

[Probably not the best time for one of your stranger alternate selves to be showing up, but here one is - a golden-eyed Allen with a messed up scar and (relatively) normal left arm. He pauses in the doorway, brow knitting together. This... didn't looks particularly good.]

...Hey-- are you alright?

[keptwalking]

[ Doesn't even seem to notice you there yet, actually. Just sitting here hyperventilating. SO MUCH TRAUMA. ]

[selfdeluded]

[...Shit, that's a terrible sign. Either the guy's a veteran and is too traumatized to give a shit, or... no, no, he's probably just too traumatized to notice right now. He glances down the hall for a moment before stepping inside the room, taking a few cautious steps closer.]

Allen. [Louder, more firm. He's trying to get his attention without actually talking, because well. Doesn't really need an Allen trying to attack him.]

[keptwalking]

[ Looks at him now, still breathing too fast...

This is the face of someone who does not at all trust what they're seeing. ]

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