The Moon's Wide Awake... [ incomplete//closed; ]
Characters: Rhode Kamelot [ suchselfishness ], Yamamoto Takeshi [ mafiaballs ]
Location: Casualty Communal
Rating: G
Time: July 9, Evening
Description: Rhode gets some help from a stranger she thinks is more than a little too friendly.
Allen Walker was missing.
Rhode wasn't one to be worried about people outside of the Family; in fact, she couldn't care less about them. This situation with Allen, however, was... unusual. Her brow was slightly wrinkled as she went over her day, and her reaction to this mess, closed device held tightly in her hand. She'd hung up on the boy she was meeting only moments before, but there was still quite a bit bothering her. Nipping at the tip of her thumb (a nasty little habit she had when she was studying something), the Noah walked briskly, distracted by her own thoughts.
She liked Allen, most definitely. He was hers to play with, to toy around with, and the thought of someone else hurting him- killing him- made her blood boil. Possession, however, was not accounting for the feeling in her stomach when she realized she had searched every possible place for the Exorcist and found nothing.
As she approached the Casualty Communal doors, she shifted her attention to the matter at hand, drawing her hand away from her face and straightening her dress with a soft brushing motion. This boy would help her, but she didn't want to listen to redundant inquiries after her wellbeing right now. She just wanted to get off her feet, rest for a while, and then start to puzzle out the way in and out of this world. It was all doorways, of course; she'd simply lost the ability to access the ways between worlds, for the time being.
Until she could get home again, however, it would have to be like this- Using one person at a time, surviving as well as she could, and avoiding the threat of the Exorcists. With a small and tired smile, she stepped across the lobby, brushing some stray hairs from her face almost shyly.
Location: Casualty Communal
Rating: G
Time: July 9, Evening
Description: Rhode gets some help from a stranger she thinks is more than a little too friendly.
Allen Walker was missing.
Rhode wasn't one to be worried about people outside of the Family; in fact, she couldn't care less about them. This situation with Allen, however, was... unusual. Her brow was slightly wrinkled as she went over her day, and her reaction to this mess, closed device held tightly in her hand. She'd hung up on the boy she was meeting only moments before, but there was still quite a bit bothering her. Nipping at the tip of her thumb (a nasty little habit she had when she was studying something), the Noah walked briskly, distracted by her own thoughts.
She liked Allen, most definitely. He was hers to play with, to toy around with, and the thought of someone else hurting him- killing him- made her blood boil. Possession, however, was not accounting for the feeling in her stomach when she realized she had searched every possible place for the Exorcist and found nothing.
As she approached the Casualty Communal doors, she shifted her attention to the matter at hand, drawing her hand away from her face and straightening her dress with a soft brushing motion. This boy would help her, but she didn't want to listen to redundant inquiries after her wellbeing right now. She just wanted to get off her feet, rest for a while, and then start to puzzle out the way in and out of this world. It was all doorways, of course; she'd simply lost the ability to access the ways between worlds, for the time being.
Until she could get home again, however, it would have to be like this- Using one person at a time, surviving as well as she could, and avoiding the threat of the Exorcists. With a small and tired smile, she stepped across the lobby, brushing some stray hairs from her face almost shyly.