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[selfdeluded]

[at first glance, the Allen wandering down the hall in the east wing this evening is like any other Allen. or at least, it's probably easier to keep the image in mind of it being an entirely normal Allen if you only spot him from behind. if you manage to catch a glimpse from the side or from in front of him, however... the scene changes rather

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[minuetetjete]

Allen!

*Rushing up to you. Above and Below you're a mess.*

[selfdeluded]

[akjghda Allen rather obviously jumps, taking a step away from Lenalee and looking her over. not an Akuma, definitely not, he would have felt it if she was, but...]

[minuetetjete]

*Not asking are you okay, because that's fairly redundant. But keeping her distance since he seems uncomfortable.*

Do you need anything?

[selfdeluded]

N-no, that's... I'm okay. [he's thankful for the distance, really he is, but he's fairly certain that he's never met this girl and therefore does not trust her. he lifts a hand though, pressing the heel of his palm against the bridge of his nose.]

I'm okay.

[scarletrecord]

[Instantly recognizing that Allen, and is worried when she notices that blood.]

Allen!

[selfdeluded]

[akgjhda JUMPING AGAIN because that is another girl voice calling his name and wtf, are they coming out of the woodwork today? he glances over, moving to lean against the wall slightly, and... blinks. wait. red hair, green eye...

what the hell.]

[scarletrecord]

[Comes a bit closer but not too close. Just...looking to see if he has any major injuries.]

It's me, Deke.

[selfdeluded]

[none at the moment. he did, if the scar visible through the hole in his shirt is any indication, but... everything is patched up now, all the blood rust-colored and dried.

aaand cue a slightly confused look. dude. dude. the only Deke he has ever met was definitely not a girl.]

...but you're..

[bloodyscore]

[A worried double is trailing after you, head tilted to the side as he listens. Then he moves stopping in front of his friend.]

Allen?

[selfdeluded]

[Allen immediately starts, taking a few quick steps back and tensing up, genuinely frightened for the half-second that it takes him to realize who - or what - is in front of him, but when he spots that gold-yellow eye he relaxes again. just not entirely.

whether the bb!vamp had been stealthy about his trailing or not, Allen hadn't noticed him until now. hi, double.]

[bloodscore]

[Wasn't too close, he's learned the hard way that the move frightens people off more often than it gets them to come to a dead stop. There's a small hurt look but he squishes it, not the time or place to deal with that. His concern means more.

Reaching a hand out to him.] Are you alright?

[selfdeluded]

[it probably says a lot about a person when they actually relax when they realize a vampire is around, huh?

of course, it doesn't mean he's not tense, but he doesn't duck away from the gesture, instead attempting to offer something of a reassuring smile... and failing quite miserably.] I'm... yeah. I'm alright. [it's not a total lie. physically speaking, he seemed to be completely fine. just... not the rest of him, at all, really. there's still underlying panic drifting in and out of the back of his mind leftover from after he woke up, and lets face it... dying could do a number on someone.]

[andsoshedreamed]

[ hesitates before padding over to him cautiously ] . . . Allen? What happened?

[selfdeluded]

[well, he can't say that's a voice he recognizes. he stops walking to peer over at her, blinking once before frowning slightly. a kid?]

...nothing. [which is, you know, obviously enough a lie, but it's pretty obvious that he doesn't want to talk about it.]

[andsoshedreamed]

[ pouts - does not like you lying to her, no she does not. But not going to push it ] Well, where are you going?

[selfdeluded]

[pause. to tell or not to tell. unfortunately (or fortunately) Allen has had next to no experience with a Road before, and so she just seems like a relatively normal kid to him. no harm in that, right?]

Just back to my room.

[historyandblood]

[Pinged by the scent of blood~ everything and more doesn't sound right with Hobollen, and it's rather alarming. Lavi just ducks into an alcove and watches for a moment before stepping into view.]

Sprout?

[selfdeluded]

[...well. he really hadn't been expecting to run into Lavi - not today, at least - and when he spots the red-head Hobollen stops. not because he doesn't want to move forward, but more because he's not quite sure how to proceed.

he smiles, though it's rather obviously forced. can't even muster up enough emotion to make it seem real.] Hey.

[historyandblood]

[There really isn't a point in trying to put up a facade, Hobollen. You, of all people, should know that. Lavi gives him long once-over, and crosses his arms.]

Who put ya through the wringer?

[selfdeluded]

[can't blame a guy for trying, right? though, really, he should know by now that trying really isn't worth the effort. the expression drops almost immediately, and Hobollen leans forward slightly, before leaning his side against the wall of the hallway.]

...Akuma.