sticksandbones

Who: Allen + You!
What: Holy clown boy coming to a Grove near you!
When: Beginning of March
Where: ??? Around
Warnings: None yet, will be in headers as the pop up.

I. I've tasted all your sin (Forest entrance)

[ There is, perhaps, not a single person who would say arriving in the Grove isn't jarring. Some woke up here from their own slumber back home, and that is perhaps the smoothest transition you can get, even even that has yet to be graceful. For Allen, one moment he's holding the hand of his friend, trying to wake him up from what he could only assume was a horrific coma, and then next he's... here. His hand clasps in on itself, and he's suddenly looking around in a panic. He knew that the place he'd ended up may very well kick him out of his consciousness. May lend just the right amount of strength for Nea to pull him out of the "driver's seat", so to speak, but... is that what's happening now? Now, when he was so close to saving his friend?

No.

No, no, no.

The panic sets in as he darts from out of the trees, attempting to look for something, anything that might help him figure out how to get back. It's once he gets into the Grove proper that his eye activates. He has his own questions about that - if he's not in control, where is that coming from? What would his eye see... in his own head? Before he can ponder it for too long, he at least gets one of his answers. What does his eye see? Well.

Death.

It's the first time Allen's seeing souls not attached to something else, but Allen doesn't have time to process that part. Rather, he is trying to remember how to breathe again, because as of now, seeing the horrible visions in front of him - death of his friends, of those he loves, of a fire that isn't really there - all has the air he's trying to get out caught in his throat. It's only once his eye deactivates, the sclera turning from black to white and the red of his eye back to a silvery gray, does he finally have some kind of reprieve from the overwhelm. It's not much. The panic has only gotten worse, after all.

He falls to his knees, gasping for air as if he'd been held underwater for too long. ]

II. You've lost your appetite (for sacrifice) (Timcanpy, the Inn)

[ Timcanpy is a little golden golem. He is here! He isn't sure why he's here, but he is! How exciting! He's gonna...! He's...!!!

...

Where is this!!!!!!!!!! He is going to float out of the inn room he Spawned(tm) in and??? chew on the first person he sees. Hello. ]

III. How can we terminate this parasite (Around the Grove)

[ Fortunately, although the panic attack hits Allen like a train, the fact that he's so fucking hungry does as well. Which means... this is definitely his body. He's not stuck in his head. That's?? Good. Probably. Well, it's not good that he doesn't know where he is, but it's good he's still Him. Does this make sense? No. It doesn't. Fuck, he's SO hungry-

He will very hastily try to find the first person he can and catch their attention with a friendly wave of his normal-looking hand, and in a thick, British accent: ] Cheers! Uh, I have a lot of questions, but... most important, do you know where a bloke might find some food? Preferably, a lot of it?

...

Oh, also, what is that? [ He's, uh, pointing at Moder. ]

IV. If you keep digging up the Host? (Wildcard)
HMU if you wanna do something else pls I have such a strong muse for my baby boy I'm gonna be SO annoying-

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[Sarcasm or no...Kanda might actually be on to something, even if Link himself was on the frightening end of nearly getting killed by Apocryphos himself.]

I don't think he's unkillable. [A bold statement to make, he knows. But they also thought the same about Tim, didn't they?] We just don't have all of the pieces to the puzzle, yet. That's why it feels like we're at a constant disadvantage.

If Innocence can be destroyed, then we have to believe that Apocryphos can too. It's just not going to be easy.

[Then he pauses, trying to think of his next words carefully since...he doesn't feel much like he has any right to speak on this, but.]

Having your memories fabricated is an awful, terrifying thing. But...just because your beginning isn't what you thought it was, I don't think you should discount the way you spent your life afterwards. What purpose would Apocryphos have, manufacturing every single moment? If it were that simple, he could have just molded you into the exact person he thought was the most suitable. A perfect offering.

You're still Allen.

[ Allen keeps his head down for a while, occasionally making noises of discontent when he's trying to acknowledge that Kanda and Link are being hear, but Allen just doesn't have an answer.

... "You're still Allen" makes him lift his head, though. He gives Link a very soft smile. It's tired, but... genuine, at least. ]

...Thanks. [ And that does truly mean a lot coming from Link, who isn't supposed to be here. Who isn't supposed to care about "Allen". He looks back between the both of them ] I don't know about... all of this other stuff. The former Lavi mentioned something about the Helix that Apocryphos like... seemed to... fear? Or revere? Or something? I didn't quite understand it, though, but... Maybe our Lavi might know something? Once we get home.

And... we should focus on that! Getting home. Because there's a lot of stuff we need to do here before we can start worrying about going back to our world and getting things sorted, and we have to figure out how to do this in such a way that we're not gonna end up getting dragged back here again, and-

[ And suddenly, Allen shoots upright, hands slammed on the table as the chair he was sitting in tips backwards and slams as it hits the floor. ]

Bloody Hell!

I bought a fucking house?!

I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Allen Walker asked me if he bought us a house an hour after buying the house and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight.

...did you just fucking realise?

[You're so stupid ~~he wants you so bad~~ how is any one person this fucking dumb.]

I thought that was for a reason? You know, so that we didn't have to live at the inn forever? Not that all of us aren't used to it, but it's a nice change of pace from the usual, especially being on the run as we were.

...you also bought the house with rocks. Which is apparently something you can do, here? So it's not that big of an investment, to be fair.

.............................................

[ The waterworks come very suddenly. ]

I bought a house and I don't have any debt...!!!!!!!!

[ Gross sniffing. Uuuuuuu- ]

[Poor thing.]

However the fuck that works. Congratulations... I guess. You, uh. Made it. [??????????????????????]

[Oh. Oh no he’s crying.

Um.

Link pauses, reaching up to lift Tim from his head so he can place him in Allen’s lap.

There there.]

[ Tim received! He opts to fly up and bite Allen’s ear though. Stop crying— ]

Ow…

[ He gently pats his golem. ]

I just wanted us to sleep better. I didn’t think… [ Sniff. ] I’m happy, don’t worry…

Okay.

[What does he say to that. Help. He didn't learn how to socialize in school. He didn't go to school, he went to Cult—]

...we should get necessities. I guess. With more rocks, apparently. [Just say grocery shop. Is it suddenly gay to grocery shop just say grocery shop]

[Hmm...]

I don't mind picking up ingredients for the pantry. It would be nice to know what we have stocked for the coming week, anyway.

[Allen and Kanda can be in charge of the other things a house needs, like. Idk, toilet paper and soap-]

[ Wiping his face against his sleeve. He's gonna have to do laundry-

Groceries, in the house, that Allen bought. All together. With rooms and in a little town and in a community.

It's. There's certainly a feeling in Allen's chest right now. ]

...

I'm going to go speak with Moder and see what all I can glean from her for information. [ He could grow complacent like this. That's dangerous. ] I'll reconvene if I find out anything.

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