(semi-open)

[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.]

Comments

[overclocking]

I've never heard of something like that before.

[ His fingers tighten in the fabric of his cloak, and he relents to the desire to rest his chin upon folded arms. How did Allen even come by such a creature? ]

I've never felt anything like it, either. [ Admitted, because maybe giving shape to these thoughts will release them from the noisy vortex in his mind, ] ... I don't like it.

[anklets]

I'd wager they're something unique to our world. Their war on Innocence is a little too dedicated for them to go running about where there isn't any.

[ a bitter pause; the Ark had been particularly nasty in her books ]

He's still Allen. [ she has to unwind her voice some, because it's this close to a breaking point and she'd really rather not ] He won't be like them.

[overclocking]

[ Innocence, that dreadful substance. It figures there'd be something equally dreadful to counter-weight it. ]

Yeah. [ Steals another glance up at Rosette, watching her expression carefully for any signs of distress or over-taxation. The knife in his sleeve is a cold, heavy weight. ] I believe in them.

I just hate waiting.

[anklets]

["But things are different now", he'd said. That was after running from her, as though he had thought himself a danger to her just by virtue of being close, being seen.

Lenalee understands now-- at least thinks she does. Something like this. He'd been made afraid of something like this happening, more than he had been before.

It had happened, or the Order had thought it would, and did what they deemed necessary.]

Me, too. [ fistcurl ] But it would be worse not to have the option.