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[debtor]

Date & Time: January 15th, or whenever
Location: somewhere in the creepy castle/hotel/museum
Characters: Allen Walker, Howard Link, Rosette Christopher, Chrono, and anyone else in the castle who feels like dropping by at any point.
Summary: SOUL SHENANIGANS and whatever else your heart desires. Open to castle antics.
Warnings: ALLEN WALKER IS FINE

[Allen sure is super unconscious suddenly.

And gray. For some reason.]



[And you may have heard someone screaming "I'M FINE" repeatedly at themselves near the castle grounds a short while ago, strangely.]

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[debtor]

[From the look of him, you'd almost think he was just enjoying a nice, if ill-timed, nap — except for the sheen of sweat on skin which has recently acquired a rather unhealthy, unnatural hue. Or rather, lack of a hue.

He doesn't stir even slightly, despite Kevin's shrill shrieking.


Yes, it was algebra. Algebra did this.]

[soul_sister]

It's not good, whatever's going on.

Is there anything... [An angel can do?]

[senseandcecilbility]

[He touches the boy's forehead. Is that really algebra or the devil? He must check.]

...Last time I tried to help Master Walker, things did not go too well.

[soul_sister]

[At Kevin's side, there's a long pause from Rosette, and a deep, if shaky breath. This was going to be hard, way, way harder than anything she'd done. Something that actually caused Chrono to pause, tense like that was in the boy.]

...

Then I'll do what I can.

[But it's not like he could leave him like this.]

A little guardian angel-ing wont hurt.

[senseandcecilbility]

[He is holding Allen's hand: guardian angel-ing is a given. However, now he is concerned for both of them. What is Rosette planning to do?]

That could be extremely dangerous.

[He is being polite. He knows any confrontation with Allen's demon is no walk in the park.]

[soul_sister]

I can't just sit here and do nothing.