[This dreamer, here, follows the man. Curious and, because it's a dream, without any concrete sense of fear or any such thing. Or of anything being out of place when the scenery shifts.
Listens to the music in solemn contemplation, wondering what it is.]
If this is okay/you wanted something different, let me know!destroyeroftimeSeptember 7 2011, 03:02:14 UTC
[ He notices someone following him, but he doesn't turn, doesn't acknowledge them. He's not looking for them. He's looking for someone else.
When the scene changes, if he notices that something is different, it never shows on his face. ]
"Oh? You shouldn't be here, should you? I thought I locked the door."
[ He doesn't look bothered by it, though. And why should he? He knows that the boy watches him. Their memories are the same, or at least, they're now connected.
Timcanpy acknowledges Rin's presence as familiar, though here, he and Neah both perceive her as Allen Walker. ]
"It took you a long time to find this room, didn't it?"
Neah's words are mocking. In the echo of the room, they sound almost like the music he was just playing, only in a voice instead of on an instrument.
'S okay, I left it vague on purpose~revengeisalieSeptember 7 2011, 12:56:46 UTC
[And Rin, being immersed in the dream, takes on the role assigned to her. Whether she knows she is being seen -- and turned into -- Allen Walker? Hard to say. It's all very fuzzy. But she's not lucid enough to question it.]
[Before Lenalee is aware of anything else, she hears the music. It tugs at her in a way that has her walking without realizing it, seeking out something that she has yet to understand is there. As the sound grows more and more oppressive she feels as though she is stuck in a riptide, being pushed and pulled every which way until she is certain that she will be swallowed by it. But then the music is fading away, to a dead silence that makes her wonder if there were ever any notes at all. The world feels empty in their wake.]
[She needs to hear it again.]
[Barely aware of the changing scenery around her, Lenalee begins walking again, until she finds herself at the source- a surprisingly familiar room. With a familiar, but not at all comforting figure standing by the piano. Though seeing Timcanpy is reassuring, Lenalee is fairly certain that she is not supposed to be here.]
[ The music feels unfinished as Neah's hands leave the keys, with just a dissonant note hanging in the air. ]
You know I'm not interested in any familial ties, don't you? I'm only interested in breaking them.
[ But he stops, and looks down his nose at her. He's not really threatening, and that lunatic smile hasn't come back on his face yet. It could be a warning, and it could not. He sees her as another Noah, as Road Kamelot. He's aware that the "family" considers him a traitor, but he's not going to apologize. ]
[The words catch her off guard, but Lenalee remains where she is, frowning at him.]
We are not family.
[That much should be obvious. She can only assume that he is referring to her ties to Allen, and if Neah thinks that she regards him as part of Allen then he is deeply mistaken. His apparent interest in breaking such ties only further convinces her of his meaning. Lenalee's fingers clench into fists.]
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Listens to the music in solemn contemplation, wondering what it is.]
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When the scene changes, if he notices that something is different, it never shows on his face. ]
"Oh? You shouldn't be here, should you? I thought I locked the door."
[ He doesn't look bothered by it, though. And why should he? He knows that the boy watches him. Their memories are the same, or at least, they're now connected.
Timcanpy acknowledges Rin's presence as familiar, though here, he and Neah both perceive her as Allen Walker. ]
"It took you a long time to find this room, didn't it?"
Neah's words are mocking. In the echo of the room, they sound almost like the music he was just playing, only in a voice instead of on an instrument.
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You can't lock me out.
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Apparently not. I didn't think I'd need to. But you have gotten nosy lately, haven't you? It's going to get you into trouble someday.
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[She needs to hear it again.]
[Barely aware of the changing scenery around her, Lenalee begins walking again, until she finds herself at the source- a surprisingly familiar room. With a familiar, but not at all comforting figure standing by the piano. Though seeing Timcanpy is reassuring, Lenalee is fairly certain that she is not supposed to be here.]
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You know I'm not interested in any familial ties, don't you? I'm only interested in breaking them.
[ But he stops, and looks down his nose at her. He's not really threatening, and that lunatic smile hasn't come back on his face yet. It could be a warning, and it could not. He sees her as another Noah, as Road Kamelot. He's aware that the "family" considers him a traitor, but he's not going to apologize. ]
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We are not family.
[That much should be obvious. She can only assume that he is referring to her ties to Allen, and if Neah thinks that she regards him as part of Allen then he is deeply mistaken. His apparent interest in breaking such ties only further convinces her of his meaning. Lenalee's fingers clench into fists.]
Familial ties can't be broken that easily.
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[The man walks out from under the sofa and proceeds to dust himself off. Break doesn't use doors. Even more so in dreams.]
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I don't recall inviting you, door or no door.
[ ooc: sorry for lateness! I had trouble deciding who to have Neah view Break as. I hope this is okay! D: ]
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[A mocking sniff.]
[The doll on his shoulder comes to life apparently as it speaks in a shrill voice.]
Ungrateful brat. Watch your mouth!
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