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mynameisallen) wrote2020-08-05 06:42 pm
mynameisallen) wrote2020-08-05 06:42 pm
Allen's Other Memories
Allen's memory of the last 48 hours is him paying off debt.
A sighed passed by his lips as he looked at the piece of paper in front of him. He was looking at the current amount of debt that he still had to pay off thanks to some goat. This month for this particular debt he needed to pay off 500 red bills. Which considering he makes at least 4000 was perfectly okay, but as he looked at the next piece of paper and started to calculate he sighed.
"Only 250 red bills to last the whole month if I pay off the amounts they are expecting." Which he knew full well wouldn't last all that long. But this wasn't anything new to him, so it was okay to budget.
So he set about counting the money he currently had and set them aside in piles each sitting on top of the bills so he could easily keep track. Once the last bill had been placed down he smiled and sighed with relief. Once he sent these off then it meant he was okay until next month.
"Maybe I should get something to eat. After all that I'm starving. What do you think Timcampy?" He asked looking over at a little golden golem who just flew excitedly around his head, causing the other to smile.
"Just to the supermarket and back, that's all." Moving to stand up he checks how much he had left and started to gather the bills and put them in envelopes before putting them in a bag and heading on out.
Allen's Positive Memory: Leaving the Order and telling Lenalee that the Order is his home. (I put this as a positive because Allen comes across as content at his choice, even if the situation is a sad one)
With everything that was going on, Allen knew he didn't have much of a choice but to leave. If he stayed then who knows what would happen? Apart from maybe still being locked away or worse considering he has escaped and all. But that only that he had to worry about that guy. That one that looked like a priest.
It was better that he left. Closing his eyes he decided to use the Ark for one last time. That way no one could track him and if needs be the Order could still use it.
With the Ark slowly appearing he could hear the sound of someone approaching, but given they were screaming out his name he could already tell who it was: Lenalee. Of course, it would be her of all people, her boots were fast enough to find him quickly. Even though he knew out of all of them she could have found him, he still was somewhat surprised, but soon that turned into a smile as he fully turned around to face her all the while the young woman had some questions a complete look of concern of her face as well as looking a little bit out of breath.
"Where are you going? They'll get mad at you if you use the gate without permission."
"Yeah, I know." Was Allen's reply all the while a smile was on his lips, he knew and understood that they would, to be fair they might even consider him a traitor. After all, he has escaped and is planning on leaving, he wouldn't put it past them.
He was confident in his choice, it was something he had to do, but his friend of course didn't know that. he could tell them either. But as he smiled the other just seemed a mixture of confused and upset as she simply asked "Why?"
Her confusion soon melted away as the upset took over with a hint of anger. All the young woman could do was yell at him, reminding him that if he was to leave they would have to fight one another which caused Allen to smile even more and even joke a little bit, giving her permission to kick him as hard as she could, which didn't make the young woman any happier.
Allen soon moved closer, soon wrapping his right arm around her, leaving his left down by his side as it seemed to be acting up. He figured he should at least say something to comfort her even if no matter what he was going to leave.
"Whatever happens, I'm an exorcist. Even though the paths we follow are different. That will never change." The other kept quiet as they sunk to the floor and tears started to fill the other's eyes, his arm still wrapped around her comfortingly.
The ark was soon ready as Allen finally let go, moving to take a step back, his smile still placed firmly on his face. "I love the order where Lenalee and everyone is in. My home." Even if some of them he wasn't exactly fond of, but he was more talking about those he had become close to. Those that he cherished.
Slowly he soon turned around the smile never leaving as he walked toward the ark. Yes, there parting is a sad one and he knew that, but honestly... he was at least happy that he could be honest and admit that those he had cherished and that the Order where all of them lived was his home and in a way they were his family.
And with that he walked through the ark.
Allen's Negative Memory: Finding out that when Nea takes over he'll end up killing someone he loves.
"You're the human implanted with the fourteenth's memories. The host for his revival into this mortal world." These were not words he had really wanted to hear. The shadow that he was starting to see, the reason that he could play the piano even though he had never learns. All of that because of this.
He was a host for another and it was said by his own Master who was clearly aware of this. In terms of movement and reaction, Allen didn't do much. His hands were bound after all by binds from those in the robes watching this whole thing. So for the moment the young man kept quiet, somewhat in a state of surprise or some other emotion, but he was quiet enough for his master to at least continue with whatever he was saying.
"You know the player's song and played it even though you'd never touched a piano before. Those things aren't Allen" he seemed to emphasize his own name to make it more obvious that those things couldn't have been easily done by the other, which was in a way a true statement. How could he have done that having never learned before?
"It's all the memories of the fourteenth." Even as his master spoke, Allen just kept silent as if his head wasn't even the room, that it was elsewhere, thinking perhaps, attempting to let it sink in. But either way it was easy to tell that they weren't seemingly going to say anything anytime soon.
But it seemed like Cross had a question he wanted to ask Allen, even if he seemed out of it. There was something that he needed to know. "When you were in that room, you saw something didn't you?" An easy enough question. If what Cross was saying was true then perhaps this question had meaning and it did. Could it be a sign that this was true. But Allen wasn't or didn't want to answer and was instead still quiet, seemingly pout of it and his eyes looking somewhat at the ground.
Cross seemed to try and get the others attention and when nothing came of it, he got annoyed. Walking over to him he raised his hand and slapped the boy across the face to simply snap him out of whatever was going on and it seemed to do the trick. and had been hard enough to cause some swelling and bleeding which came from the mouth. It had also been ard enough that Allen had ended up on the floor and causing the young man to seem pissed.
But Cross himself was annoyed too, standing over the other with a look that could kill if he wanted it to. "Don't just stand around like that we still have some talking to do."
That Allen knew was true they did, he needed answers as did those that might be listening in such as the guys in robes and Bookman, so as he shifted himself as best as he could while bound letting the blood that flowed from his mouth roll down his chin and his eyes keeping to the floor. He just had one thing he wanted to know: "When you say implanted..." he went quiet for a moment trying his best to word it. "When did he...?" It was clear what the question was going to be 'When did he implant them?' But Cross seemed confused and was quick with an answer that he didn't want "Sorry, no clue about that."
So knowing the when was out it seemed, but it still annoyed Allen. Cross seemed to know some things, but not something like that. This was enough to cause some yelling between the two of them with Cross trying to take a guess but still completely unknown and Allen simply yelling back about him not knowing.
But thankfully the argument is soon stopped with Cross simply stating "Anyway, I didn't know whether to believe the guy either. until you showed up that is." That was at least something to get the white-haired boy back on track before the other continued speaking, talking about how bad it was for the fourteenth after he tried to kill the early and that simply when he saw a chance he took it and it just so happened to be him.
Allen had listened to the whole thing and while still in a tiny bit of shock all he could say was "So he really picked me...?" Which was clearly obvious at this point. "Some bad luck for you wasn't it." There was a brief moment with Allen simply starting at his Cross expecting to hear more and it was something that one really wished they couldn't hear or that wasn't going to happen.
"The implanted memory will erode away at the host little by little and eventually turn you into the fourteenth." That really was not something he wanted to hear honestly. Still sitting on the floor the young man continued to stay quiet albeit surprised. Cross looked down at Allen as he sat there knowing full well that this had to be said "You've already seen the signs haven't you."
Allen looked down at the ground seemingly giving off a smile, but one that was more fake than anything. He just wanted to laugh. So that had been what he was seeing. "So that's why... it's not fair."
It wasn't, but it brought upon a lot of questions in his mind about Mana. "When Mana said I love you was he telling me or... Which was it?" Did Mana generally care about him? Or when he said he loved him was that aimed at the fourteenth, the one would take him over someday? Looking at his hands, one bandaged up and the other not as he soon glanced at the binds once again the fake smile from before gone and replace with a contemplating look.
What was the answer going to be, would he like it or not? he didn't know how he would feel with either answer really. But as he kept his eyes down waiting for the answer Cross moved to lower himself closer to the level of the other on the floor with some kind of answer about Mana losing his mind the day the fourteenth died and that he didn't know if Mana remembered the past or not. but within that moment something unexpected happened: Cross wrapped one hand behind the other's head and pulled him in.
"Should've picked some poor bastard nobody would miss for his host... Not too kind of him was it." Allen didn't know what to do. This was very different than what he actually used to with Cross. But at that moment the smoke that Cross had in his hand was eaten by Timcampy, the golden golem before they flew away again for the moment. While in the moment he hadn't heard Cross speak again, but soon he heard something that he honestly didn't expect, and deep down in his mind was not something he wanted.
"If I told you that when you turned into the fourteenth, you'll have to kill the people who are important to you then what would you do?" That was enough to cause the other's eyes to widen. What did he mean by that? But whatever it meant really, really was not a good thing.
A sighed passed by his lips as he looked at the piece of paper in front of him. He was looking at the current amount of debt that he still had to pay off thanks to some goat. This month for this particular debt he needed to pay off 500 red bills. Which considering he makes at least 4000 was perfectly okay, but as he looked at the next piece of paper and started to calculate he sighed.
"Only 250 red bills to last the whole month if I pay off the amounts they are expecting." Which he knew full well wouldn't last all that long. But this wasn't anything new to him, so it was okay to budget.
So he set about counting the money he currently had and set them aside in piles each sitting on top of the bills so he could easily keep track. Once the last bill had been placed down he smiled and sighed with relief. Once he sent these off then it meant he was okay until next month.
"Maybe I should get something to eat. After all that I'm starving. What do you think Timcampy?" He asked looking over at a little golden golem who just flew excitedly around his head, causing the other to smile.
"Just to the supermarket and back, that's all." Moving to stand up he checks how much he had left and started to gather the bills and put them in envelopes before putting them in a bag and heading on out.
Allen's Positive Memory: Leaving the Order and telling Lenalee that the Order is his home. (I put this as a positive because Allen comes across as content at his choice, even if the situation is a sad one)
With everything that was going on, Allen knew he didn't have much of a choice but to leave. If he stayed then who knows what would happen? Apart from maybe still being locked away or worse considering he has escaped and all. But that only that he had to worry about that guy. That one that looked like a priest.
It was better that he left. Closing his eyes he decided to use the Ark for one last time. That way no one could track him and if needs be the Order could still use it.
With the Ark slowly appearing he could hear the sound of someone approaching, but given they were screaming out his name he could already tell who it was: Lenalee. Of course, it would be her of all people, her boots were fast enough to find him quickly. Even though he knew out of all of them she could have found him, he still was somewhat surprised, but soon that turned into a smile as he fully turned around to face her all the while the young woman had some questions a complete look of concern of her face as well as looking a little bit out of breath.
"Where are you going? They'll get mad at you if you use the gate without permission."
"Yeah, I know." Was Allen's reply all the while a smile was on his lips, he knew and understood that they would, to be fair they might even consider him a traitor. After all, he has escaped and is planning on leaving, he wouldn't put it past them.
He was confident in his choice, it was something he had to do, but his friend of course didn't know that. he could tell them either. But as he smiled the other just seemed a mixture of confused and upset as she simply asked "Why?"
Her confusion soon melted away as the upset took over with a hint of anger. All the young woman could do was yell at him, reminding him that if he was to leave they would have to fight one another which caused Allen to smile even more and even joke a little bit, giving her permission to kick him as hard as she could, which didn't make the young woman any happier.
Allen soon moved closer, soon wrapping his right arm around her, leaving his left down by his side as it seemed to be acting up. He figured he should at least say something to comfort her even if no matter what he was going to leave.
"Whatever happens, I'm an exorcist. Even though the paths we follow are different. That will never change." The other kept quiet as they sunk to the floor and tears started to fill the other's eyes, his arm still wrapped around her comfortingly.
The ark was soon ready as Allen finally let go, moving to take a step back, his smile still placed firmly on his face. "I love the order where Lenalee and everyone is in. My home." Even if some of them he wasn't exactly fond of, but he was more talking about those he had become close to. Those that he cherished.
Slowly he soon turned around the smile never leaving as he walked toward the ark. Yes, there parting is a sad one and he knew that, but honestly... he was at least happy that he could be honest and admit that those he had cherished and that the Order where all of them lived was his home and in a way they were his family.
And with that he walked through the ark.
Allen's Negative Memory: Finding out that when Nea takes over he'll end up killing someone he loves.
"You're the human implanted with the fourteenth's memories. The host for his revival into this mortal world." These were not words he had really wanted to hear. The shadow that he was starting to see, the reason that he could play the piano even though he had never learns. All of that because of this.
He was a host for another and it was said by his own Master who was clearly aware of this. In terms of movement and reaction, Allen didn't do much. His hands were bound after all by binds from those in the robes watching this whole thing. So for the moment the young man kept quiet, somewhat in a state of surprise or some other emotion, but he was quiet enough for his master to at least continue with whatever he was saying.
"You know the player's song and played it even though you'd never touched a piano before. Those things aren't Allen" he seemed to emphasize his own name to make it more obvious that those things couldn't have been easily done by the other, which was in a way a true statement. How could he have done that having never learned before?
"It's all the memories of the fourteenth." Even as his master spoke, Allen just kept silent as if his head wasn't even the room, that it was elsewhere, thinking perhaps, attempting to let it sink in. But either way it was easy to tell that they weren't seemingly going to say anything anytime soon.
But it seemed like Cross had a question he wanted to ask Allen, even if he seemed out of it. There was something that he needed to know. "When you were in that room, you saw something didn't you?" An easy enough question. If what Cross was saying was true then perhaps this question had meaning and it did. Could it be a sign that this was true. But Allen wasn't or didn't want to answer and was instead still quiet, seemingly pout of it and his eyes looking somewhat at the ground.
Cross seemed to try and get the others attention and when nothing came of it, he got annoyed. Walking over to him he raised his hand and slapped the boy across the face to simply snap him out of whatever was going on and it seemed to do the trick. and had been hard enough to cause some swelling and bleeding which came from the mouth. It had also been ard enough that Allen had ended up on the floor and causing the young man to seem pissed.
But Cross himself was annoyed too, standing over the other with a look that could kill if he wanted it to. "Don't just stand around like that we still have some talking to do."
That Allen knew was true they did, he needed answers as did those that might be listening in such as the guys in robes and Bookman, so as he shifted himself as best as he could while bound letting the blood that flowed from his mouth roll down his chin and his eyes keeping to the floor. He just had one thing he wanted to know: "When you say implanted..." he went quiet for a moment trying his best to word it. "When did he...?" It was clear what the question was going to be 'When did he implant them?' But Cross seemed confused and was quick with an answer that he didn't want "Sorry, no clue about that."
So knowing the when was out it seemed, but it still annoyed Allen. Cross seemed to know some things, but not something like that. This was enough to cause some yelling between the two of them with Cross trying to take a guess but still completely unknown and Allen simply yelling back about him not knowing.
But thankfully the argument is soon stopped with Cross simply stating "Anyway, I didn't know whether to believe the guy either. until you showed up that is." That was at least something to get the white-haired boy back on track before the other continued speaking, talking about how bad it was for the fourteenth after he tried to kill the early and that simply when he saw a chance he took it and it just so happened to be him.
Allen had listened to the whole thing and while still in a tiny bit of shock all he could say was "So he really picked me...?" Which was clearly obvious at this point. "Some bad luck for you wasn't it." There was a brief moment with Allen simply starting at his Cross expecting to hear more and it was something that one really wished they couldn't hear or that wasn't going to happen.
"The implanted memory will erode away at the host little by little and eventually turn you into the fourteenth." That really was not something he wanted to hear honestly. Still sitting on the floor the young man continued to stay quiet albeit surprised. Cross looked down at Allen as he sat there knowing full well that this had to be said "You've already seen the signs haven't you."
Allen looked down at the ground seemingly giving off a smile, but one that was more fake than anything. He just wanted to laugh. So that had been what he was seeing. "So that's why... it's not fair."
It wasn't, but it brought upon a lot of questions in his mind about Mana. "When Mana said I love you was he telling me or... Which was it?" Did Mana generally care about him? Or when he said he loved him was that aimed at the fourteenth, the one would take him over someday? Looking at his hands, one bandaged up and the other not as he soon glanced at the binds once again the fake smile from before gone and replace with a contemplating look.
What was the answer going to be, would he like it or not? he didn't know how he would feel with either answer really. But as he kept his eyes down waiting for the answer Cross moved to lower himself closer to the level of the other on the floor with some kind of answer about Mana losing his mind the day the fourteenth died and that he didn't know if Mana remembered the past or not. but within that moment something unexpected happened: Cross wrapped one hand behind the other's head and pulled him in.
"Should've picked some poor bastard nobody would miss for his host... Not too kind of him was it." Allen didn't know what to do. This was very different than what he actually used to with Cross. But at that moment the smoke that Cross had in his hand was eaten by Timcampy, the golden golem before they flew away again for the moment. While in the moment he hadn't heard Cross speak again, but soon he heard something that he honestly didn't expect, and deep down in his mind was not something he wanted.
"If I told you that when you turned into the fourteenth, you'll have to kill the people who are important to you then what would you do?" That was enough to cause the other's eyes to widen. What did he mean by that? But whatever it meant really, really was not a good thing.