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[thirdpersonpov]

[Cue Jaws theme. Well, no, not really literally. But perhaps a bit figuratively. There has been something a bit off today. And a bit off in the funny farm known as the Dressing Room never bodes well does it? No, no of course not. But you'll have the feeling of being watched. Turn to catch the source and -ah, no, just a potted plant in that

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[save_the_souls]

[this one yelps in surprise since he was not expecting a sudden lavi]

E-Eh?!

Lavi!?

[...he wish he could tell if it was one he had met or not yet, he still has to learn how to do that ]

[thirdpersonpov]

That's my name! And you're Allen. Glad to get that out of the way.

Now that I have your undivided attention--! [Aaaaand out comes the giant laundry list of doom and papercuts. Flip. Flip. Flippity flip flip. What could this Allen's special characteristic be? Could it be:

___ Allen that lives in a magical castle that ends in Disa
___ Allen that is a vegetarian
___ Allen who has a current debt is 23,916,215 (insert appropriate currency symbol here)

Or perhaps all three because Lavi is a infomodding pain in the ass.]

Could I get your autograph next to all that apply? It didn't say I had to find one Allen for each one of these things.

[save_the_souls]

H-Huh?

[Normally he would question why Lavi was doing this and where he possibly got all this information about him. But instead, due to rule of trauma, he notices the last bullet point there and immediately goes into a panic]

The debts followed me here?! How could that be- I'm in another world!!

[thirdpersonpov]

I'm in another world? [Tsk tsk tsk. Do you see this? This is Lavi shaking his finger at Allen and looking incredulous.] You really think that would work? That's the second oldest excuse right after the dog ate my homework. [For shame.]

[Now in this situation a normal person might feel sympathetic. Debt and Allen, that's some pretty hefty trauma right there. Unfortunately Lavi is more interested in getting this census filled out before his hair is as white as his shell shocked compadre. So ever so politely and gently trying to shove that pen into Allen's hand.]

Allen. Earth to Allen. A little focus here. I'm on a tight schedule.

[save_the_souls]

It's not like I can even pay them here...!

[He's a bit out of it due to trauma, but then he feels the pen shoved into his hand. He'll take hold of it as he blinks, now confused and VERY suspicious. You're trying to make him sign something with debts on it?! You can't get him that easy!]

Wait- why are you having me sign this?

[thirdpersonpov]

[Rats! Foiled again. Don't worry. He'll get you yet, Allen. And your little Timcampy, too.]

[Now on the Plan B! Plan "good heavens, how could you suspect poor innocent Lavi of pulling the wool over your eyes!" Cue the most innocent of smiles. It's like looking into a mirror during a poker match, isn't it? All that pleasantness that practically sparkles. Without the horns, of course.]

The Dressing Room is late on its annual census statistics. Something about the gerbils going on strike. So I'm working part time to help pay for my poor grandfather's hospital bills. You'll lend a hand won't you?

[save_the_souls]

[Oh you leave Timcanpy alone you mean old bookman!! ...Which somehow your innocent smile makes him only slightly more suspicious simply because it's Lavi. Innocent smiles lead to him getting his face drawn on]

Bookman is in the hospital? I didn't realise the clinics charged here..or had a census.