:through a door comes an Allen, nose buried in a book:

... and the medication to treat premature labor can also- ack! :and right into the wall he goes! wasn't really expecting that wall to be there, you know?:

O-oh... am I... here again?

[[hi, it's been awhile :3 Allen went home for a bit, but now he's back! info is in his profile!]]

:opening random doors in the dressing room just really seems like a bad idea, but Allen appears to be looking for something... until he opens a door and out pours a ton of Christmas decorations! garlands, lights, ornaments, you name it and it's here in this pile...

... and so is Allen.:

Oh no! Oh, no... :who is now hopelessly tangled up in ( Read more... )

:alone in the kitchen, looking at a small cake with a single candle on it:

Happy birthday, Lavi...

[[someone misses his buddy. ;.;]]

:sitting outside and looking up at the sky, watching a gorgeous fireworks display... wearing his typical hoodie and gloves:

Oh... wow!

[[join him for some fireworks? ^-^]]

:huddled in a corner in a huge room, trying his best to hide, is an Allen. his arms are wound tightly around his knees, which are drawn to his chest, and he's shaking all over. he's covered with blood, but doesn't seem to be injured... however, his eyes are blank, and he keeps murmuring to himself.:

No, no, no... please, I didn't...!

[[was ( Read more... )

:heading down one of the hallways towards the middle of the building is an Allen with his hood up, looking very drowsy. he's been up late with lethe_inkwell, and is now thinking of nothing more than falling to sleep for a few hours... if he can.:

I hope I won't have nightmares this time...

[[this post is locked for melodicspirit and spettatore for the moment... can you guess what' ( Read more... )

:running down the hallways at top speed, blood smeared over his neck and face and staining his shirt- but he doesn't appear to be injured. he's just running.:

No, please-!!

[[spettatore nearly killed him, so he's a bit terrified right now...]]

:Lavi (lethe_inkwell) told him to make more friends... so he's cautiously walking into the cafeteria, looking around for people he can talk to. He's wearing a gray hoodie and jeans, and he's got the hood up- probably trying to hide his hair, a hold-over from his world.:

... oh, I don't know if I can do this!

[[I finally wrote a little blurb about him here!]]

:Allen is seated in the library at a big table with textbooks and such all around him, and a laptop he procured sitting on the table in front of him:

... there's no wireless here! How am I going to submit my paper?! Oh, no...

Lavi? Lenalee?

:Allen is looking more than a little lost, in fact - very lost:

I don't think this is the right building.

Um, could someone help me?! I'm looking for the library, and I... can't find it. Ugh, I hate being new... where's my map?

[[hi dressroom~ this is collegiate Allen, he's a freshman and new at his school. currently he's open- ( Read more... )