Allen Walker (
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voidtreckerexpress2020-08-24 08:36 am
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Falling fast asleep, may this little boy find blissful dreams.
Who: Allen Walker and anyone
Where: Music Carriage
When: Grasshopper Day 28
What: Allen pondering on what went on in the last world; a reminder of what might or might not happen. So he is making a choice. To speak or not to speak?
Warnings: Mentions of death are likely.
Allen very rarely came into this room, mostly because he wasn't the kind to actually want to play an instrument. But today was a rare exception as he sat at the piano, his fingers lightly touching the keys and making the occasional noise from it. It didn't seem like he was really playing it beyond that.
That was because he wasn't exactly planning to at that moment. Instead, he was thinking about what had just happened, that third memory had been something he had forgotten in the back of his mind since he had gone to Genessia. After all, he never showed signs of Nea around, so he wasn't there. But at the same time he still had the memories technically. So what did that mean?
He knew, either way, he needed to figure it out and so he placed his finger lightly on the keys and started to play a little tune. It was a reminder of the memories that he had, those that were meant to take over someday and when that does...
Shaking his head he stopped if for a moment. He knew deep down he wasn't going to let that happen, he knew he was and he was sure as hell that he was going to stay that way no matter what. But then it brought up another question. Should he tell people? After all, a complete stranger knows so...shouldn't those that he was close to knowing to?
With a small defeated sigh, he played a few notes again before once again starting with the tune again.
Where: Music Carriage
When: Grasshopper Day 28
What: Allen pondering on what went on in the last world; a reminder of what might or might not happen. So he is making a choice. To speak or not to speak?
Warnings: Mentions of death are likely.
Allen very rarely came into this room, mostly because he wasn't the kind to actually want to play an instrument. But today was a rare exception as he sat at the piano, his fingers lightly touching the keys and making the occasional noise from it. It didn't seem like he was really playing it beyond that.
That was because he wasn't exactly planning to at that moment. Instead, he was thinking about what had just happened, that third memory had been something he had forgotten in the back of his mind since he had gone to Genessia. After all, he never showed signs of Nea around, so he wasn't there. But at the same time he still had the memories technically. So what did that mean?
He knew, either way, he needed to figure it out and so he placed his finger lightly on the keys and started to play a little tune. It was a reminder of the memories that he had, those that were meant to take over someday and when that does...
Shaking his head he stopped if for a moment. He knew deep down he wasn't going to let that happen, he knew he was and he was sure as hell that he was going to stay that way no matter what. But then it brought up another question. Should he tell people? After all, a complete stranger knows so...shouldn't those that he was close to knowing to?
With a small defeated sigh, he played a few notes again before once again starting with the tune again.
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"I'm sorry...that must be difficult."
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"But even if I have been traveling this whole time with no problems...I can't say that that situation will never prevent itself. So I figured it was best all of those who know me to know just in case."
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"Is...there something we should watch out for?"
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Because they were very different at least, he has different goals too.
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It wouldn't be the first time she's had to do that.
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They can only hope that it won't come to that.
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"Thank you for listening. I feel a bit better after telling you... because I consider you a friend and you deserve to know."
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Letting people know about this was a good thing to do. That was what he was going to tell himself.
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And she was glad to know about this. She protected her friends, even if it was from themselves sometimes.
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"But with that done... I should let you get back to what you wanted to do. Sorry to be a bother." It was for good reason, but he still couldn't help it.
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Still, she did have a few things to finish up.
"But I'll see you later, okay?"