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[pleasurenomore]

[ even if it's the middle of the night, this Tyki is outdoors, leaning against the building. He inhales deeply off his cigarette and lets it out slowly, all the while perusing the pamphlet in his hand by the light of a nearby window. He reads it slowly, seemingly taking his time, although he doesn't look the least bit amused. When he's done with it

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>: Baw. I'll miss my nephew.

[bloodyscore]

[Gold eyes catch the light as Allen tilts his head from his spot in the tree.

Another new arrival?]

Maybe if you ask Lavi nicely, he'll give you a new one. :>

[pleasurenomore]

[ completely oblivious. He lets the shred of pamphlet scatter on a light breeze. ]

>: I just might have to, was looking forward to spoiling.

[bloodyscore]

[Catching one of the pieces.]

It's wrong to litter, you know.

;;

[pleasurenomore]

[ startles a little. He didn't think anyone was there. ] ...your point is?

/hugs!

[bloodyscore]

[Allen's looking the pamphlet-piece over, don't think he got one.]

That there are now...forty-nine pieces of paper floating around this courtyard.

[pleasurenomore]

Forty-eight.

...come over here into the light, will you?

[bloodyscore]

[Where did he miscount, looking for that piece as he jumps out of the tree, landing lightly. Boy's still got his cloak on as he walks out into the moonlight.]

Any particular reason why?

[pleasurenomore]

[ opens his palm, with the last piece. ]

...you seem familiar. Have we met before?

[bloodyscore]

[Ah-ha! Well, you've just got forty-eight other pieces to pick up!]

You probably know another me, just as I've met other yous. I'm Allen Walker.

[pleasurenomore]

Allen...Walker...?

[bloodscore]

[Just have a nod.

Please don't radiate hostility like Lulu did. I didn't understand it. ;~;]

[pleasurenomore]

[ nope! Just sadness and regret, although it doesn't show in his face. ]

...how odd.

[bloodscore]

[He hears ticks of it though, head tilting to the side again. Confused once more. He is.]

This place gets much odder.

[pleasurenomore]

Well, not that odd. It's just that I used to have an acquaintance by the same name.

[bloodscore]

Almost everyone here, does.

[pleasurenomore]

You mean this isn't my own personal Hell? Drat.