[backdated | Week 14, day 7] LOG | It was a bad dream asphyxiated, watch me bleed

[whitenighting]

Who: dichrous , (corpse of everadolescent ), purgingthree , wants_the_heart , other Noah?
Status: Mostly closed semi-open to others for later reactions.
Style: Third person, present tense
Where: Somewhere outside Himorogi
When: Week 14, day 7, early AM. Real-world continuation after merged nightmare with Road.
Rating: R
Warnings: Gore and character death
Summary: After Allen was caught while his

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[purgingthree]

It's a coincidence, really. A great coincidence on such a level that it's almost as if Cross has to pause to wonder. Wait, really? But sometimes, timing just is on your side and you shouldn't really complain about it

[whitenighting]

Someone was talking.

It flits at the corner of his conscious, a nagging that he needs to get up mixed with nightmare half-memories and a whirling sense of revulsion. Clinging to sanity and strangely jumbled thoughts, like fighting one's own memories.

Brat. Allen.

Called him Allen...

He means to open both his eyes but of course only the remaining right one cracks open. He's quiet for a moment while the world comes into liquid focus, breathing labored still but slower; almost at ease now. Or maybe it's just the lack of clear-thinking.

But the world comes into focus on the remains of Road and he shuts his eye again tightly, fighting back the feeling of being sick.

When he said he said he'd stop the Noah if he had to he didn't mean it like that.

Never like that.

Weakly but determined, he rolls partway onto his back, opens his right eye again to see if he had imagined the voice. But just darkness. Except that voice that was-

"...master?"

[purgingthree]

Oh, it Allen moves, and talks. So he is conscious. That's a good sign.

"So you're awake," Cross comments, considers prodding Allen with his boot but decides against it. "Are you aware of what a damn mess you are?"

...what do you mean that's not something you say to someone in this condition?

He squats down next to Allen, would get down on his knees if he didn't have a lot of things against getting his clothes dirty. Especially if he can avoid it. So for now he settles with that position and hopes he won't have to stay like that for too long. It can get especially troublesome, after all. A bit painful. Not that that pain is anything to what Exorcists often experience.

That is, when you're not him.

Or, well, a General. They normally manage to stay out of harm's way most of the time.

[whitenighting]

Allen almost blinks. Is he aware what a...?

He'd turn and glare at you except it's not worth the effort at the moment. Is he aware of what a mess he is? No, of course not, he thought he was just fine and dandy, have some time for a spot of tea?

Master, you insenstive prick.

For that, he closes his eye and will pretend to ignore you for a moment. "M'fine."  It's weakly croaked, but no, really, he's fine, obviously.

Childish? It's not childish. Childish is sitting next to someone who's just commited an atrocity and can barely breath and asking them if they know what a damn mess they are.

... Maybe it isn't, but it's still inappropriate.

Gh.