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[onepetalshort]

[The pitter-patter of two sets of small footsteps echoes down the hall today. A boy--in a sundress that makes him look like a little girl-- and a lizard that comes up to his waist with a flame on the end of its tail are walking down the corridor

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[sightlessclown]

[What is it with him finding all the kidlets in the Dressing Room? Allen's just wandering along, cane held in front of him as always so he doesn't trip on any rogue Charmanders Dressing-Room-esque surprises, and he stops when he hears the young voice.]

Ah... hello?

[onepetalshort]

! ...Why d'you have a cane, old man? Are you trying to look the part again?

[There's. A child hugging you now, sir. He was worried! >:]

[sightlessclown]

[whoa, that's... startling. Oh boy, how come he gets to break the news to this cute-sounding kid? Allen, you should have gone the other way after all. :|

But he likes kids, and this one is adorable and hugging him, so he smiles and rubs his back a little.] I have a cane because... well, I can't see. I'm not the same Allen that you know, as crazy as that's likely to sound.

[onepetalshort]

...? That...sounds stupid. Are you hallucinating, old man?

[Metta hugs your leg too, Allen. Baby dragon hug?]

[sightlessclown]

Hey, I'm not that old, I'm only twenty-

[whoa, what is that. Sloooowly reaches down to touch its head.]

Um...

[onepetalshort]

Char!

...Twenty? I though you said you were fifteen.

['Metta is warm to the touch and coos at the nice touch. It seems very friendly!]

[sightlessclown]

[his Allen is fifteen? why u call him old man then? D: Allen does not know about the white-hair thing, his is just a very very pale blond.]

Yours must be fifteen. I'm really not the same Allen you know. [absently petting the friendly little critter, even though wtf is it] This place... you'll probably see a lot of people you think you know, but that aren't the same as the ones you know. Some of them might be dangerous, so you have to be careful, okay?

[onepetalshort]

[Oh... Now that he looks closer, the hair isn't the right color.]

Oh.

[He sounds a little concerned. What's he supposed to call this Allen if there really isn't a reason to? "Blondie" is over used, and he probably can't see his hair anyway.]

But you're not, right?

[sightlessclown]

[smiles softly. why so cute.] Not at all, nope. [kneeling now so he's on level with the kiddo] What's your name?

[onepetalshort]

I'm Yuu.

[He peers kind of curiously at his eyes, trying to figure out what makes them different from normal eyes. There has to be a reason he can't see, right?]

[sightlessclown]

[his eyes are the same blue-grey as many Allens have, but there's kind of a blankness and lack of focus that make it apparent they're unusable]

It's good to meet you, Yuu. I'm Allen, though I figure you know that already.

[onepetalshort]

Uh huh.

[He finds it kind of fascinating though.]

You really can't see me? Your eyes are really pretty though.

[Not that. He ever got to see the old man's eyes in detail before.]

[sightlessclown]

[a-aww, that made him blush a little.] Thank you! I'm glad you think so. But no, I really can't see you.

[onepetalshort]

D'you get lost a lot? It's gotta be hard, huh.

[CONCERNED BITTY IS CONCERNED amazing how he goes from angry to adorable huh]

[sightlessclown]

[it is amazing, and Allen just wants to hug him and love him and keep him forever!] Yeah, it's not always easy. If I were like Lavi and could remember everything, it would be a breeze, but... [he smiles] Still, it's not that bad! I can do a lot of things that anyone else could, I just have to be creative about it.

[onepetalshort]

[You might have to battle Tiedoll for the right.]

L...La-vee?

[Unfamiliar name is unfamiliar. You should hear him try to say Allen's.]

Huh... Like what?