[Oh god oh god oh hell oh god not this again not this again. Another Alma- in an Exorcist coat, oh god- that she doesn't know how to handle. She switches to video without even thinking, blindly thumbing over the button, and she's shaking too much to think of filtering the feed or even keeping her voice calm. In fact, she sounds very close to panicked, her tone strained and practically bleeding fear.] Kanda! Be careful! Please.
[video] ALMA YOU ARE SO SAD ;;;;;fallfortheskyAugust 17 2011, 20:05:05 UTC
[Something in her stomach twists when he grins like that. Exorcists are too accustomed to putting on those fake-smiles; it's sickening, really. He knows her- his her, at least- that much is obvious. And even though the adrenaline is buzzing so hard through her veins it feels like there's no blood in them at all, that expression still gets her, right in the stomach.
Sure, there's far too many Black Order personnel in Nesreca than can be considered all right or reassuring, but for these alternate-world Exorcists, they're still alone, because all the get here are a handful of people wearing faces they recognize but can't extend any recognition back. In a way, she's actually lucky.
It's a combination of battle stress and an odd, empty empathy that makes her voice crack.] ...Thank you.
[And she believes him. Somehow, she believes there is nothing but truth in that promise he makes. But still she stays on the rooftop.] But please... can I talk to you afterwards?
[video] sob. :c he's a little heartbreaker.killedyuuAugust 19 2011, 05:19:44 UTC
[Alma doesn't look back at the PDA, setting it down beside him instead. It's too much to take in. Faces he knows as warm, welcome smiles are shut cold against him as if he never knew them and he didn't. Doesn't. He has to remind himself, this isn't even the same Lenalee. She's a stranger.
A stranger who is asking him not to hurt her... her friend. She is Yu's friend. .... Ah that hurts on a different level altogether.
The young Exorcist keeps his expression from the camera, wondering vaguely how he turns off video like the some of the other had.
He stands up and puts a hand over the screen.]
That's fine. [Faint and blank of emotion, like a distracted nanny reassuring a child smart enough to know it's probably not fine.]
[video] He is, omg. 8CfallfortheskyAugust 24 2011, 04:26:48 UTC
[Lenalee flinches when he covers the screen with his palm, though the only thing that bears witness to it is her golem. She's so... torn. And it's starting to hurt, right in the pit of her stomach where that smile got her. She tries to shut out the sound of hollow edges in his voice, but they still drag over her like nails.
This time when she speaks, she sounds very broken.] I live in the apartment buildings. Fourth floor. Room 402.
[video] no happy endings ever. sobsob. 1/2killedyuuAugust 24 2011, 09:07:50 UTC
[His heart, it hurts.
His fingers curl up on the screen, digging into the device slightly.
Alma has to close his eyes even if she can't see his face and he's not even looking at the screen. It's too painful to hear that sort of tone from her.
What is she upset about... she doesn't even know me at all... He tries to swallows around the lump in his throat, but it doesn't quite work.
[action] JFLSADKJF don't apologize I'm being stupid slow with tags anyway fallfortheskySeptember 2 2011, 03:15:14 UTC
[Even now she's still shaking. Sitting on her bed and trying, trying so hard, to meditate or otherwise calm herself. Nothing is working. Nothing is stopping the churning in her stomach.
And then he knocks.
For nearly a full minute, she can't seem to get her voice to work.]
[action] let's be disgustingly slow together.fallfortheskySeptember 12 2011, 00:47:34 UTC
[Apologies that she can't quite manage to smile back just yet. She tries, but it's a pathetic twitch of her lips. There's a dull roar starting to echo in her ears and it takes all her concentration to catch what he says without trying to return smiles with much honesty.] You really are him, aren't you? You're- Alma...
[action] /failfive!killedyuuSeptember 12 2011, 04:24:17 UTC
[His false smile wavers at the twitch and comes crashing down at her words.
It's too hard to pretend. He's not Allen and he just. He just can't keep pretending.
Quietly.] I'm Alma. --You don't know me.
Huh. [He can't meet those eyes. Eyes that don't know him. This might even be... harder than seeing two Yus. At least with them, it was just so... ridiculous that his brain could mark the whole situation off as 'wtf'.
This. She doesn't look any different than his Lena. Maybe gaunter, hair longer, but she's still Lenalee. Just. Lenalee who never knew Alma.
It really brings that old human fear of would anything even be different if I hadn't been born...?]
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Ah... I see.
[A pause as Alma looks away.]
.... I won't hurt him. [quietly]
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Sure, there's far too many Black Order personnel in Nesreca than can be considered all right or reassuring, but for these alternate-world Exorcists, they're still alone, because all the get here are a handful of people wearing faces they recognize but can't extend any recognition back. In a way, she's actually lucky.
It's a combination of battle stress and an odd, empty empathy that makes her voice crack.] ...Thank you.
[And she believes him. Somehow, she believes there is nothing but truth in that promise he makes. But still she stays on the rooftop.] But please... can I talk to you afterwards?
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A stranger who is asking him not to hurt her... her friend. She is Yu's friend. .... Ah that hurts on a different level altogether.
The young Exorcist keeps his expression from the camera, wondering vaguely how he turns off video like the some of the other had.
He stands up and puts a hand over the screen.]
That's fine. [Faint and blank of emotion, like a distracted nanny reassuring a child smart enough to know it's probably not fine.]
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This time when she speaks, she sounds very broken.] I live in the apartment buildings. Fourth floor. Room 402.
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His fingers curl up on the screen, digging into the device slightly.
Alma has to close his eyes even if she can't see his face and he's not even looking at the screen. It's too painful to hear that sort of tone from her.
What is she upset about... she doesn't even know me at all... He tries to swallows around the lump in his throat, but it doesn't quite work.
quietly and a bit choked] Okay.
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So he found his way up a floor to her room. Hesitating for a long moment before he knocks on the door.]
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And then he knocks.
For nearly a full minute, she can't seem to get her voice to work.]
...It's open.
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Uh. Hello.
[...] It's nice to meet you.
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It's too hard to pretend. He's not Allen and he just. He just can't keep pretending.
Quietly.] I'm Alma. --You don't know me.
Huh. [He can't meet those eyes. Eyes that don't know him. This might even be... harder than seeing two Yus. At least with them, it was just so... ridiculous that his brain could mark the whole situation off as 'wtf'.
This. She doesn't look any different than his Lena. Maybe gaunter, hair longer, but she's still Lenalee. Just. Lenalee who never knew Alma.
It really brings that old human fear of would anything even be different if I hadn't been born...?]
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