you've gotten into my bloodstream, i can feel you inside

[locketry]

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Allen (Walker) | D.Gray-Man AU | No pref!

[selfdeluded]

o-oh.. 2...

[fallintomylies]

[same ol', same ol' creeper thing. wrapping arms around Allen's neck from behind, and will get his cheek pressed against Allen's if he can.]

Allen~ There you are.

gkjhdkajh that is amazing

[selfdeluded]

[Woah-- immediately tensing up at the arms around his neck, he doesn't really recognize the smell - or sound - of this person behind him. Hell, he hadn't even heard him.

Their cheeks will be pressed together for maybe a second, but Allen turns his head to try and get a better view of this person. Dark hair, gold eyes, obviously Noah-- Tyki? ...no, that wasn't right. Could it be that..?]

...Neah?

such a coincidence *u*

[fallintomylies]

[oh, there's a happy little hum~ resting both hands on Allen's shoulders, and.. well. very much invading personal space.]

Ah~ I'm glad you remembered me. [and there's an underlying tone that things would be quite unfortunate if Allen didn't remember him.]

it's pretty amazing. 8')

[selfdeluded]

[Yeahhh that's kind of uncomfortable. He's only used to one-- version?-- one particular Fourteenth invading his personal bubble, and this one doesn't even look like him.]

We've... spoken before, haven't we..? [He sounds so uncertain about that, though. You can never be sure in the dressing room, and there are only a handful of times that he's spoken to Neah that... actually had their proper body. Or a body that wasn't an Allens, at any rate.

He'll be trying to duck out from under Neah's arms right around now, actually.]

ahalkjdf ALLEN WHERE ARE GOING D8 is uncle scaring you away

[fallintomylies]

..Of course we have, Allen. What are you talking about? [this. this is blasphemy! Allen doesn't remember? anything? at all?

Neah's watching curiously to see what Allen's trying to do, and. oh. no. we can't have that. as much as Allen is ducking away, Neah is stepping closer just as much, hands reaching for Allen's shoulders now.]

And-- where are you going? [are you. leaving?]

YES KIND OF.... 8( dnw creeper uncle!

[selfdeluded]

...have we? [Oh... Maybe he was getting mistaken for a different Allen? It wouldn't be the first time - Maybe the man hadn't seen the scar from the angle he'd been at.] I'm sorry, I don't really remember it very well...

[He manages to at least twist around to actually face Neah, though he doesn't want to seem rude; so he'll have a grip on Allen's shoulders again easily enough.] Just... moving. ['Away from you' goes unsaid. Considering one of the first people he considered a friend in the Dressing Room was a Fourteenth, he doesn't have anything in particular against them, and doesn't want to upset Neah for no real reason.]

ALL THE CREEPER UNCLES.. 8(

[fallintomylies]

Of course. Of course. [you're worrying him now, Allen. how could you just forget? no, no. that's fine. that's okay.] --It's okay, Allen. It's okay. You'll remember.

[of course. holding Allen a little less than an arm's length away, because. he doesn't want Allen too far off. it's only a matter of centimeters, but. still.]

You'll remember, Allen. [an almost soft, almost mockery of a smile, one hand brushing a strand of hair out of Allen's eyes.] I'll help you remember.

[I'll make you remember.]

NONE OF THE CREEPER UNCLES 8'(

[selfdeluded]

Continued here!

4!!?

[tridented]

[ standing too close for comfort ]

Wherever are you going?

[selfdeluded]

[Personal space is being invaded by someone Allen's... not entirely certain he knows. What even. ...Don't mind him taking a step back.]

Ah... home?

[tridented]

[ takes a step forward, to compensate, catching allen's wrist ]

Oh no, you mustn't leave so soon.

[selfdeluded]

[And that polite smile of his fades quickly as his gaze drifts down to Mukuro's hand. He doesn't pull away immediately, but he seems far from pleased - and perhaps a bit worried. Had he done something to upset this person that he couldn't recall?]

Why shouldn't I?

Shouldn't do this but w/e..... 1.

[fallforthesky]

[A hand reaching out to lightly touch Allen's (good) shoulder from behind. Then another grasping his right wrist. Not harsh; just... firm. "I'm here."] Allen.

/gathers up all the potential trauma <3

[selfdeluded]

[He'd heard her coming, but the odd touches didn't seem to fit this Lenalee - he wouldn't know if they'd really fit any of the others. By proxy of being the only one he'd ever properly spoken to, she'd inadvertently become the "Lenalee" in his life, much like his roommate was the "Lavi", and Whitey was "Fourteenth", and... well, he rejected Kandas too much to accept any of them.

He turns his head in her direction, looking surprised, if not confused.]

...Lenalee. Is something...? [Wrong? She was ticking in the oddest way.]

ahhhh, let's see if I can keep this somewhat ic

[fallforthesky]

[Allen's instincts are very right. The touches don't fit her. At least, not when they're made with this quiet deliberation; every flicker of muscle precise and intentional. She's taken an Allen's wrist before, and she's touched their shoulders before. But not this way.]

Everything's fine.

[The hand on his shoulder ripples slightly as she moves it maybe an inch to the side. Testing the waters, maybe. She doesn't know how he'll react to this, but by that token, she really doesn't know much about him at all. She wants to change that.]