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[bloodyscore]

[Allen's sitting outside in one of the fall courtyards, a few leaves in his hair. He's been out here for quite a while, long enough to have the fire in the firepit that he started to have crumbled down to glowing embers

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[diaphtheiro]

[ping. AN ALLEN. slooowly creeping out into the courtyard... very warily.]

((ooc; the Fourteenth crippled "his" Kanda, so he's kind of hunting him down. he won't attack, especially once he realizes you're not who he's looking for. :D))

[bloodscore]

[He may be lost in his own head but the vampire still has enough survival instincts about him to look up and glare (albeit half-heartedly), gold eyes glinting red in the fire. Whether Alma attacks or not, Akuma always put him on guard anyway.]

I have no Innocence, Alma. [He knows one of you, but he hasn't seen you in ages.]

[diaphtheiro]

Neither does the one I'm looking for~ ... but you're not a Noah, either.

[he'd know that in an instant. so, instead, he plops down by the fire and puts his chin in his hand, looking at Allen curiously.]

What are you?

[bloodyscore]

[Oh-ho~ But he is, Neah just hasn't woken his memories up yet. He's content to let the vampire have control for another fifty years.

Glances at him.] What makes you think I'm not human?

[diaphtheiro]

[a dormant one then, still not Alma's concern~ he's actually after the Fourteenth himself, one who doesn't have an Allen anymore.

and just smiles.]

Humans don't have gold eyes.

[bloodyscore]

[This one doesn't really know Fourteenths, the only Noahs he knows really are Tykis.]

I'm a vampire.

[diaphtheiro]

A vampire? Really? Like in the stories? [his eyes widen and he leans forward a little. kind of hard to imagine he's a kid inside that body and al that hate, isn't it?]

[bloodyscore]

[Leaning away from, just barely resisting the urge to cover his nose. He just reminds himself not to breathe.] Not all the stories are true.

[diaphtheiro]

[and immediately contrite, leaning back a bit.]

I-I've showered... especially after I was painting.

[bloodyscore]

Everyone has a smell, Akuma just smell worse. Death, oil, and blood.

[diaphtheiro]

[shrugging and standing up- that fluid grace is very disturbing, really, considering that no humanoid should be able to move that well.]

I'll leave you alone, then~ you aren't who I'm looking for.

[bloodyscore]

Who're you looking for? [Allen is the same way when he moves, comes with being one of his kind, deathly quiet.]

[diaphtheiro]

Someone who looks like you but isn't you~ [that smile. is so creepy.] He hurt Yuu. ... I'm going to make him pay for it.

[bloodyscore]

[He's seen worse, he's not okay will hurting others but Neah's influence on him makes Allen shrug it off.] Check the music rooms.

[diaphtheiro]

[have a jaunty wave as Alma leaves~ he's going to hunt down every Allen he can until he finds the right one.]