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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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[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. ]

...

[selfdeluded]

[He was half-expecting that kind of reaction, honestly. Purposely lifting his left hand to tap the tip of the scar on his own face.]

I'm not a hallucination. [He tilts his head though, eyes drifting upward. You don't sound injured, though... that arm of yours is definitely making some odd sounds. But as far as he can tell, that's dissipating with the 'feathers'.]

...what happened to you?

[keptwalking]

[ Not really injured, if you don't count that, ah, stomach wound from a few days back. Just traumatized and malnourished. ]

Then what?

[ Ignoring that second question. He's only just noticed that they're alone in the room. This has to be some sort of trick. The cardinal's doing? ] Where are they?

[selfdeluded]

[It counts, but he's more concerned with... well, immediate damage, not a wound that's likely bandaged up and treated.]

A different "Allen". [Pausing to glance back at the door, and then turning his attention on the malnourished kid in front of him. He takes a few steps closer and crouches down in front of him.] ...Probably back wherever you came from. People don't usually arrive here in groups.

[kept_walking]

[ Nnneither of those sentences made any sense to him. ]

Arrive where?

[selfdeluded]

The Dressing Room. [He cracks a smile.] There are at least one-hundred versions of the same twelve people in this place... I'm just one of the stranger "Allens".

[keptwalking]

[ ...Right then. ]

...Did that cardinal do something? Or was it Rhode? [ Talking to himself atm. ]

[selfdeluded]

[Narrowing his eyes at the mention of Rhode. Ugh. Very dnw about Rhodes.]

...I don't know about a Cardinal, but there aren't any Rhodes around here right now.

[kept_walking]

[ Looks at his double. ]

...I have to go back.

[selfdeluded]

...you can't. It doesn't work that way.

The Dressing Room pulls people here, and supposedly our own worlds "stop" without us in them. You're stuck here until it decides to send you back.

[kept_walking]

[ So, he's staring at someone who looks like a weird older him, telling him he's in another, magical time-stopping world - really, nothing that's happened in the last few minutes has made any gd sense, and he's thinking that this must be Rhode's dream world or something. She's just screwing with him. ]

...

[selfdeluded]

[...Yeahhh, he's kind of picking up on all the disbelief going on. Really, he doesn't blame you for not believing him. The whole thing is pretty crazy.]

Ah... like I said, all of this is real. [ ... ] Would food help at all? It doesn't really sound like you've eaten in awhile, and the cafeterias here have a good selection...

[keptwalking]

[ FOOD ;A;

But. Strange food from a strange place. Not sure if trust??

Also he's kind of chained to the wall. ]

N-no, it's fine... Sound like?