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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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[boundbydevotion]

--Walker! You remember? Miss Rosette just woke up--

[soul_sister]

I'm here! [The voice -and an exhale of relief- comes from behind the fussing stalker and the fussing tiny demon, but is certainly nearby.]

[debtor]

[Blinking up at Break and Link, and thank god they appear unharmed (he doesn't know what might have happened, he remembers passing out, but after that—) He's about to ask again where she is again...

But he starts calming down once he hears her. Can't really see her from here, behind everybody, but he turns to look in the direction of her voice,]

Are you all ri—

1/some number

[anklets]

[Lenalee had felt her knees urge to go out from beneath her the instant colour flushed out gray. Like all her strength had been taken in exchange for its coming back to Allen's face.

Had resisted it, and let the room around her fly into motion as though unpaused, and stayed upright, though the doorknob takes some measure of heavy gripping.]

[anklets]

[ none of this matters the moment he speaks ]

[anklets]

[ she cuts the room, takes the side of the bed Break hasn't already claimed as his own for hers ]

[anklets]

[ cocks a fist ]

[anklets]

You—

whoops, done

[anklets]

[—and lets fly.]

Idiot!

[boundbydevotion]

1/2

[debtor]

[ SUDDENLY OUT OF NOWHERE, FRIENDSHIP, APPLIED DIRECTLY TO THE JAW ]

—GUH.

2/2

[debtor]

[It's as iron as ever. Ow.]


L... enalee...




[He deserved that.]

[anklets]

Don't tell me this is why you thought you ought to keep away from us. Are you kidding me?

[boundbydevotion]

[. . . I leave this to you, Walker]

[anklets]

[ don't think she hasn't noticed you there, link ]

[debtor]

[You're such a bro, Link.

...She's hit the nail on the head, quite hard, certainly. He glances away, rubbing his poor abused face and blinking back tears.

Before, he might've defended his actions. But before, Rosette hadn't headbutted his soul over this very issue. Running away, thinking that he could somehow keep them safe by keeping this from them, is what landed him in this position, and he has nothing to say for himself anymore.

All he can seem to manage is an,] I'm sorry, Lenalee.

[maddeninghatter]

[ All of this is nostalgic: staying away from other people for their own good, and slap-happy, irate girls.

It still doesn't stop him from flinching when Lenalee belts him one, however. ]

[anklets]

[But she isn't done yet, these hands pinch Allen's cheeks next, though they tremble some-- and her lip, even more than that. This is a sort of fear and a sort of anger she had been happy to leave at home.]

You should be! Look at everyone in this room with you, they're here because they meant to help you. [ Rosette surely had no idea what she risked in doing this, and that shakes her ] Aren't we your friends?

["Thank God you're okay."]

[debtor]

[COME BACK HIM UP HERE, BREAK...

Allen, indeed, looks over everyone in the room - shying away from Lenalee's gaze, at the same time - and as reality sets in, he seems to shrink under the weight of it all. Everyone in this room, he'd endangered all of them.

'Aren't we your friends?' He freezes at that. This sounds very familiar. He really hasn't gotten any better, has he?]

You are. Of course you all are. I'm truly sorry, I didn't mean to worry you... [ of course he didn't mean to.

He reaches up to touch her wrist. Ah ha, he might cry again.]

Thank you, for being here.

[senseandcecilbility]

[He is watching this endearing scene from a distance. Honestly, he is just waiting for Mister Break to finish doing his thing. He doesn't feel at fault for being unable to help Master Walker at all. No, that's certainly not what is going on here. Well...at least the nice young lady is giving him the proper treatment under the circumstances?]

[maddeninghatter]

[ Perhaps it's that the danger to Allen's health is over, or that he wants to give Allen and Lenalee a bit of "alone time." Or perhaps it's that this little scene hits a bit close to home, for all sorts of reasons.

Whatever the cause, he pats Allen's shoulder and steps back, finding his way to Kevin's side. ]

All's well that ends well, right? I saaay! I could do with a cup of tea right about now, and I'm sure you feel the same, Mister Cecil.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin's face gives no indication that all has ended, let alone well. He casts another distressed glance towards Rosette before grabbing one of Mister Break's overlarge sleeves and tugging him out of the room, his head bowed between hunched shoulders.]

Y-yes, Mister Break. That sounds like a wonderful idea.

[anklets]

[She'll head the movement, ducking her face from those she doesn't wish to witness it. Her eyes are heavy with feeling.]

Honestly... [ there are cracks here she hasn't had the chance to learn how to patch over ] Where did you think we would be?...

[debtor]

[It seems they're being given some space, at least.

With a faint laugh,] I really am an idiot.

[He pulls off whatever they've stuck to his chest with one hand, and tugs her in for a hug.]

[anklets]

[ excuse me, Allen Walker ]