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andtragedy and
dark_thespianWhen: Yesterday!! that is. 3/06.
Where: Around the Clinic.
Rating: WHO KNOWS but there may or may not be cursing. PG13+? maybe T. we'll see.
Summary: Two people who never expected to see each other again. Ever.
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but i won't be home again )
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Treating this like it were any normal meeting and briefing, regardless of the fact that he was no longer an Exorcist. Old habits die hard. Especially when they've been beaten in.
He could do that.
At least, until Allen began telling him about the Animus. Toys. Break. Memories. It was only then that his gaze hardened, wherever he was looking at. Not the same situation, but eerily similar. And that made it easier to respond.
"..So they're messing with us and won't accept peace offerings." A flat, matter-of-fact tone, hands still folded in front of his mouth. The same kind of tone he used when explaining the Ghost of Martel that one time, long ago. "Anyone ever try to find them?"
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Allen sat down on the ground and folded his legs underneath him. "A group went into the inner city. They only found left behind equipment. Where ever they are, we can't find them yet."
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He has no idea what that was like anymore. It was all he ever was. All that he could remember.
And her.
It didn't take too much effort to pretend to be interested in what Allen was saying.
"What kind of equipment?"
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