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the fourteenth. ([personal profile] nothome) wrote in [community profile] edgeofglory2012-07-12 02:31 pm

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have i ever really been here, though?

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Nineteen Oh Three

When the dog, Allen, died, so did the one boundary separating the Fourteenth from the young child's mind. He took over, but Mana still died.

Ten years he's been in this body. Eleven, and the war is not over-- but the Earl is dead. For now.

So is Allen.

So is he.
contravene: (dawn≁ even if the words they say)

[personal profile] contravene 2012-07-13 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[You know what really sucks? What truly, beyond all reason, just... sucks?

Dying does.

Though, the Fourteenth would probably know a lot about that.

And it wasn't like Allen hadn't seen it coming, either, really. It wasn't like it was easy to miss his world literally ending with him still in it. But it really figured that by the time he finally learned how to live, he only had about seven months before the end.

Just like that, the life of Allen (Walker), and the lives of everyone else on that world ended, and they all passed on to the afterlife.

Well, that whole thing was probably awhile ago. It's not like he could find wherever the hell the Fourteenth spends his afterlife on his first day there. He's probably been dead for at least a year, but he finally found the corner of this place that the Fourteenth is in. just where are you, Fourteenth?]
contravene: (morn≁ DIY kit lobotomy)

[personal profile] contravene 2012-07-15 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[...Well. He's a little surprised to see a hall like this, and he lets his normal hand trail over the brick as he walks. All the places in all the worlds, and you came to a place like this...

It takes a little while, but he makes it there eventually, standing just outside the doorway and looking in.]

Ah... [Two arms. He shouldn't be surprised to see them, but he is, at least just a little.] ...That does seem rude.

[He doesn't wait for an invitation, and just steps inside, over near the window so he can peer out it. Definitely different from the Dressing Room... it's not a city he recognizes initially.]
contravene: (night≁ all the bad things i've done)

[personal profile] contravene 2012-07-16 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[It kind of sounds like a lonely eternity, if you asked him. But then again, he's not really used to the idea that this is forever yet-- Hobo lived most of his life knowing he had a few years before dying. Even as a vampire, that never sunk in, and he's only been dead for so long, too.]

You could just wait for it to cool down, and drink it from the pot.

[After a moment of looking out the window, he looks back at the Fourteenth, and tilts his head a little. Allen's own left hand is still Innocence, but he doesn't look at the Fourteenth's. It doesn't matter if it is or isn't Innocence.]

...You're usually silly regardless of what you're doing anyway.

[A beat. He smiles.] You don't know me, do you?
contravene: (night≁ forever's not so long)

[personal profile] contravene 2012-07-19 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hah. Allen actually lets out a bit of a laugh at that. As far as he knew, the Fourteenth's existence had been practically made up of doing silly, improper things.] That never stopped you before.

[Allen hums an agreement, and lifts a hand to tap the scar on his face. He's not sure what to think about it not being a good indication of which one he is.] I guess you probably have... by the time I met you, though, I think you only knew me.

I'm a little insulted. I thought I annoyed you enough to be memorable.
Edited 2012-07-19 17:23 (UTC)
contravene: (light≁ to do adrenaline)

[personal profile] contravene 2012-07-21 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
I'm pretty sure you would if the circumstances were right. [Like, for example, if he happened to be a ferret for a day. Though he's sure the Fourteenth would sooner make a nest in a pot than drink from it, at that size. But there's a laugh in his voice as he says it, and Allen moves to lean against the windowsill a bit - not enough to block the view.]

I know I've never irritated you. [Because he's seen the flickers and heard the stories of what it truly meant to irritate this particular Fourteenth, and he was frequently grateful that he never managed to do so himself.

It makes him wonder, though, if the Fourteenth really does remember him, or if he just didn't get irritated by Allens.

...It doesn't much matter. He still lifts a hand (the normal one, the one that was attached to a bum arm when he was alive but that didn't make any difference now) to flick the Noah in the forehead.]