i hear the sound of armageddon

[dissectionist]

Day: 22
Characters: Mayuri (dissectionist), Paul (andgettingworse), and Allen (selenic_soul)
Summary: It's time for Allen's therapy! And Mayuri wants to get that Innocence right out of Allen's arm for further study ...
DAY/NIGHT & Time: Night, Mid-evening (slightly backdated)
Status: Closed, Incomplete

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[selenic_soul]

After what had felt like an eternity of pacing the cold floor of his cell, he had looked up once Paul arrived. Though he knew it had been coming due to his state of undress - apart from the sheet tied around his waist - he could only glare back at the eyes that were so fixated on his arm. He held his tongue the entire way, simply following and not wishing to cause a ruckus. It wasn't that he felt he was going to get it easy because of it but after being with Cross for so long, one learnt when to pick fights and when not to.

He stumbled once he was shoved, shooting an irritated glance back at the man. The vocal appraisal was one he could do without. Of course, one couldn't help their eyes from wandering, resting them on the instruments laid out. It didn't take a genius to figure out what might go on in this room tonight. Allen walked in further, keeping his eyes on the doctor and standing tall and defiant regardless of how things really were.

Part of him was taken aback at how the doctor looked. He reminded the Exorcist of an Akuma but his left eye didn't activate. Mentally, he chastised himself. Of course it wouldn't activate since it was probably blocked like his Innocence was. Unable to shake that thought, he stood only an arm's length away from him.

"I'm Allen Walker. Nice to meet you both." The words were strained, forced. He knew all too well that this was not going to be a pleasant meeting.