I am done with my graceless heart, so tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart

[selfdeluded]

[It's fairly early into the night - around 8pm, let's say, thanks to the lengthening night - and the hall that you've found yourself in actually looks a bit on the dusty side

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[stainedlotus]

[There's definitely something that he can say about that, but doesn't. Instead he just gives a soft snort. Obviously this wasn't the room he was looking for! >:|]

[selfdeluded]

[It's a hallway, bro. And at the snort Allen turns his gaze to the side, registers who it is, and immediately narrows his eyes.

But all he does is flip spy off with his right hand, and finishes pouring out the bottle of wine.]

[stainedlotus]

[WHATEVER it feels small with Hobo around >:|

And gladly returning the favor with his good hand. Why is it he's usually injured or recovering whenever he bumps into the grumpy, stupid vamp?]

[selfdeluded]

[Oh yes. Allen's clearly the stupid one, when Spy seems to always walk away even more injured. Yup.

btw he's ignoring Spy now, so have fun with that. Dropping the empty bottle so it falls in the puddle of wine with a clatter (though doesn't smash), before he lifts the full one and takes a nice, long swig from it. Lalala. You aren't here.]

[tempersword]

[She really hates the hallways switching around on her. It happens all the damn time, it's a wonder she manages to be around when she needs to be.

Stops when she sees Allen on the ground, raising an eyebrow. She's not really sure what this is supposed to be, and she's just far enough that she can't fully make out what he's saying.]

[selfdeluded]

[He's kind of standing, but that's okay! Unfortunately, though, he catches the stench of Innocence that's still lingering to her before the bottle is even empty, and shoots her a sidelong look.]

...What?

[tempersword]

What are you doing? [Why would you spill bottles on alcohol on the floor.]

[selfdeluded]

I'm... "celebrating". [Huffing a little, and turning the bottle upside down to let the rest of it pour out quickly.]

Does it matter?

/adds to tag pile

[besomeothername]

[Wraps his arms around Allen's shoulders. Allen had probably heard and smelled him coming, so the vampire shouldn't be too surprised by the motion]

You never lost your humanity. You just got a couple more features added onto that human body of yours.

WOOHOO

[selfdeluded]

[Definitely did~ And he isn't the least bit surprised. Even leans back against Lavi a bit, while he takes a swig from that still-full bottle.]

It isn't exactly human anymore, Lavi...

[besomeothername]

But outside of the blood cravings and the whole sunlight thing, did you really change at all, Allen?

[Kisses his temple]

Up here, I mean.

[selfdeluded]

[It's... bizarre, being outside this room with Lavi, of all people. Allen hums, leaning towards the kiss, towards Lavi.]

I don't really know.. [Sometimes, it was hard to remember how he thought before he became this way. Before he knew Lavi. He knew he had changed a lot, he just wasn't sure what was the fault of the vampirism... and what was Lavi's fault.]

[historyandblood]

[There are some doors that, even in this place, Lavi doesn't forget. He's been hovering around this door -- rather, up in the rafters -- drawn to it like a moth to light, but never going in. Feels weird, feels strange.

Like re-visiting a town that he and Gramps had shared a record in, when traveling with Exorcist. They weren't supposed to go back to those places, and, when they did, it always left him feeling off-kilter.

And he's sitting up in the rafters now, wrapped in a thick black cloak with the hood drawn and chin propped on his palm, watching Allen as he moves.]

... shame doors don't toast back, yeah?

DARLING <33333

[selfdeluded]

[He takes a swig from his full bottle, as he watches the last of the other bottle actually pour out and onto the floor.]

..Always is a sha-- [But he cuts off as his whole from starts, just the slightest of jumps, and he drops the bottle he'd been holding up before all the contents are on the floor. His eyes immediately dart up to the rafters - and Vampvi might notice the lingering healing burn on his cheek, his hands. Someone has been messing with sunlight.

...Or he might not notice it at all. It wouldn't be very surprising if he didn't.

But Allen can still see it. One gold eye, glinting in the darkness like a lit cigarette.

No. Don't say it. Don't use his na--]

--Lavi?

BABBY <3333333333

[historyandblood]

[Lavi doesn't not notice things, really. He just rarely comments on them. And the burn on Allen's cheek had gotten a raised eyebrow before he spoke, though Lavi's doing a good job of keeping his face rather expressionless.

Vampires will be vampires though, and no matter how much Lavi is trying to remain expressionless, there are still curious peaks and sounds.

You look like shit, bro.]

S'a terrible waste o'wine, yanno.

/loves on forever ;u;

[selfdeluded]

[You should've seen him a week ago, man. This is an improvement.

But Allen is staring up at him now very blatantly - though not exactly at Lavi. More at his eye. The one covered by the patch.

...Or, lack thereof..?]

...Didn't think anyone would be here to celebrate with.. [He seems to consider something, before he just-- drops the empty bottle, and crouches down, before jumping up to land on the same rafter as the other vampire. He moves to sit on it, legs dangling over the edge of the beam.

And then, he takes a very long swig from that bottle. Never once taking his eyes off of Lavi.]

/adds to redhead spam

[halfamemory]

[Well, he wasn't looking for Allen but he's glad he found him. Was missing his company, just ignore the heavier scent of Innocence on him and we're good. Or how...angry his right eye somehow sounds.

But for now Lavi will just stare at the scene in front of him.]

A-ah... You're a vampire. [:| Yes. It took him this long.]

*^* I LOVE REDHEAD SPAM

[selfdeluded]

[Wrinkling his nose a bit at the sudden scent of Innocence, and when he lifts his head he's expecting to see Yupunzel... but he doesn't. He's not sure what to do about who he sees, actually..

Until Eloi says that, and Allen just-- smiles in a nervous and sheepish way.]

O-oh... Yeah... [Well, he hadn't told him, but.... wow. That took awhile.]

/o/ All of it apparently.

[halfamemory]

[It even smells the same, doesn't it? Well, slightly different for the weapons.

Lavi looks down at his feet and then back up at Allen.] Explains a lot of things... [But he's not running away. He...edges in the room even, not scared, just adjusting.]

/hordes it

[selfdeluded]

[It... does, which concerns him. Immensely so.

Not in a room! Out in the hall, staring at a door, more like.]

I guess it would... [Letting the rest of that bottle pour out, before he sets it on the ground. He considers the bottle of wine he still has, before holding it out. Inviting.]

Do you drink wine?