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[crowningdarkly]

[Hear that? It's definitely a piano, tinkering out a low melody. The tune is rather sad; soft and even, for the most part, at least until the player's fingers fumble and repeat the chords over again

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[recall_tragedy]

Allen?

[crowningdarkly]

[Glancing up at the familiar voice. Hey, he remembers you.]

Yes?

[recall_tragedy]

[And now he realises which one you are.] You... play the piano well.

[crowningdarkly]

[The one who tried to bargain to let you go? Yep. Come closer; he won't bite :)

Kind of blearily staring back at the piano.] Thank you.

[besomeothername]

[Takes a seat next to him on the piano bench, scooping up the wine bottle and inspecting the brand and year. Don't mind him.]

[crowningdarkly]

[He bristles slightly at the sudden company - even moreso when he realizes that it's a Lavi sitting next to him. Cue a rather haunted look.]

... Lavi?

[besomeothername]

Hey Allen, how've you been? [Cheeky grin as he sets the bottle on top of the piano] Picking up some habits from Cross per chance?

[crowningdarkly]

[Just..... staring a little. Now that's a grin he hasn't seen in a while.]

If... if you want to look at it that way....

[mirroredclown]

[Don't mind the little Innocence child slowly creeping in and up to your knee.]

Daddy, why's your song so sad?

[crowningdarkly]

[There's a distinct ping in the air when Aren approaches, and Allen looks slightly startled.]

.... Daddy?

[mirroredclown]

[staring at those red eyes]

....Oh.. you're not Papa.

[crowningdarkly]

[Staring at the staring.]

... I'm afraid not. I don't have any children.

[recordsfire]

[watches Allen play before walking over]

Such a depressing song there, Allen.

[crowningdarkly]

[Another Lavi? There's a slightly haunted look in his face as he peers at Deke through the corner of his eye.]

It's fitting.

[recordsfire]

How so? [picks up the bottle of whiskey]

Never took ya as the type ta drink.

[crowningdarkly]

[Still watching out of the corner of his eye.]

Everyone says that. I don't think they know I'm older than most of the Allens here.

[divineguilt]

[not saying anything, but. watching. ... and looking perhaps a bit sad.]

[crowningdarkly]

[There's that weird ping again. He lifts his head a little to glance at Lavi over his shoulder.]

I'm not going to bite.

[divineguilt]

Yeah? 'm not so sure lately. [either way, he pushes away from the wall and walks over to the piano, resting his hands on the side.]

[crowningdarkly]

[The tinkering slows. A lot. That hurt a lot worse than he'd let on, ever.]

I'm.... [drunk. And I kinda missed you.].... do you want to sit?