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[salvatrice]

::someone hasn't sought out a Komui like he promised his own he would do, but he's standing in one of the many practice rooms, sweat beading on his forehead as he struggles to activate his Innocence; it activates and will stay for several long moments before fading once again, and each time it does so, Reever slumps a little more::

What the hell

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[crucifixbullet]

*he's been standing in the nearest doorway for a few minutes at least, watching Reever with an increasingly concerned expression. He frowns dubiously as he calls out*

...The hell are you doing, Reever?

[salvatrice]

::lowers his arm at that, turning to the doorway to look towards Cross::

Nothing. It's... nothing.

[crucifixbullet]

*scoffs as he stands up properly to walk over*

Yeah, right. And that's why you're looking like somebody drowned your kitten. 'Cause it's nothing.

[salvatrice]

I don't look like someone drowned my kitten! ::scowl:: I'm just... tired. That's all. ::shoving his hands in his pockets::

[bringerofcoffee]

[Oh, an Exorcist Reever? She's interested, but more concerned by the fact you seem to be having trouble] Is everying alright?

((Canon Lenalee from chapter 171))

[salvatrice]

::blinks at the sound of her voice, lowering his arm slowly as he looks over towards her::

Ah, Super- ::pause. No. Not the right Lenalee:: Lenalee. ::smiles sheepishly:: Ah. Everything's fine. ::laughs a bit::

[it should also be noted that he's only 16 here >>]

[bringerofcoffee]

[Supervisor? Must be from the world with that Cross she met before. Would explain the age difference] Are you sure? You look like you're having trouble.

[salvatrice]

::grins again, shaking his head::

Nono! Just having a bit of practice. ::laughs a bit, shoving his hand in his pocket:: Is... there something you needed?

[chromon]

[Staring at him from the doorway, he's been leaning against the doorframe for quite a while. Watching him curiously, and hardly about to interrupt.]

[salvatrice]

::the invocation lasts only for a couple of moments before it evaporates yet again, standing there and watching the after image of his parasitic gun for a long while::

This... isn't right. ::hasn't taken notice of the other in the doorway yet::

[chromon]

[Finally speaking up after that]

If it isn't right, then you should have it checked.

[salvatrice]

::jumps in surprise then, turning towards the sound of that voice, eyes wide::

B-bak? How long have you been standing there?!

[ingenuities]

*he's been watching for a bit, looking thoughtful. Finally he'll speak up;*

... Having trouble, there?

[salvatrice]

::looks almost caught at that voice, turning just a bit to look towards him::

What makes you say that

[ingenuities]

... You don't seem able to keep it invoked for very long. *looking intrigued. The idea of an Exorcist Reever is new to him*

[salvatrice]

Ah, it's fine! ::laughs a bit, tucking his hand into his pocket::

Is... there something I can do for you?

[salvatrice]

::jumps in surprise at that voice, turning towards the doorway, lowering his arm slowly::

Ah. Allen. Is... there something I can do for you? ::still unused to the younger Allens populating this place::

[salvatrice]

Ah. Maybe... a little.

::waves a hand in the air:: I'm sure it's nothing. Nothing for anyone to worry about!