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Crowley's gone...I can't find him anywhere. I doubt he'd answer my filters either. He can be such a...

[He sighs and lets it go]

I'll find him later. Give him some time but not enough to get some stupid ideas in his head.

[There is a bit of silence after that. He's been mostly talking to Timcanpy, whose has scarcely left his side since his return. He notices the journal picking up the words, glancing down at them. At least it's filtered, even if he's wary that might break too. Finally, he'll turn away- looking back down at Timcanpy]

Tim...it's stupid isn't it? I keep thinking about Master. What he would have done, if he would have found it all easier....what he would say about it all.

[...]

All the hallucinations, I never saw him. I saw Mana and people from the Order and so many people from this castle but...never him. Not once

I guess..even the castle couldn't think of any way to make him worse, huh? He truly is worse than a demon. [a forced small laugh, then a pause before he continues a bit more seriously] I know he told me I have to make my own path. And I am. I'm not going to stop.

But I- [He tries to get out the words, before he stops himself and shakes his head] No, forget it. I'm done wishing for people to be here. If I want not to be called a child, then I need to act like it. I need to stop being afraid and walk my path myself.

...Even if it's easier said than done.

[Friends and Acquaintances]

I'm sure some of you have seen these filters already, but...please let me know you're all right.

[...]

Yes, even you Sherlock.

[ITS WHY HE PUT ACQUAINTANCES DANGIT ]

[/Filters]

[That stuff done, Allen finds himself at a bit of a loss what to do with himself now. James had barred him from the clinic for the next few days on account of rest- but every time he tried to relax? The thoughts would keep coming back of those days. He tried to sleep, but once the catch up sleep from sheer exhaustion was over his dreams had no solace left to give. It'd just bring him back to that ship, to other situations in the past that were similar, and sometimes all intertwined.]

[So he does what he tends to do when he's stuck with problems not easily solved: he walks. his direction this time is towards the woods. It's hard to say if it was his intended destination or it just happened, but he winds up at Alexstrasza's tree. A large tree that seems to fill the air around it with feelings of serenity and peace, he walks up to it before relaxing against the trunk of the tree, staying for a spell. Timcanpy sits on his lap, and a large claymore lays nearby within arm's reach]

[What? He just got off a murdership, do you expect him to be completely unarmed?]

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[Dammit, Walker. He works hard to have no friends so he gets left alone after shit like this.]

Am I being monitored now?

[He's hoarse, and the flippant sarcasm falls flat, but at least he's lucid.]

[He's not a friend, he's an acquaintance. A very caring acquaintance :3 ]

[He is relieved to hear his voice, even if it is hoarse? It's more lucid sounding]

No. If I was monitoring, I wouldn't need to filter. This is checking up.

[And how the acquaintance loophole has betrayed him!!]

Well, I've checked in, and I'm fine. [As much as he can be, anyway, which isn't very much.] Any injuries I had were healed when I came off the ship.

[Flimsy, but the longer he can put off discussing his own mental instability, the better.]

[He hesitates, but eventually manages a scoff. 'Alright' is the last thing he is.]

I'm alive, if that's what you mean.

[...]

How're you holdin' up over there?

[It was only a matter of time before he learned the game Sherlock, only a matter of time]

I'm glad to hear that. Anymore hallucinations or mind playing tricks?

[Since he doesn't have any, but it's not like he's talked to any people who lost it]

[Stiffly:]

No.

[He remembers them, for the most part. And even if he doesn't see them, the memories alone were enough to stress his scrambled mind. It's taking time to recover completely, but it's coming.]

All right, good.

Well...then that's all I need to know! That wasn't hard, was it?

It was tedious, if nothing else.

Oh good...I was worried about you, Pixy.

I'm fine. How are you faring? Are you in the clinic?

Edited 2013-05-12 06:14 (UTC)

You oughta save your concern for someone else.

[Stubborn miserable grump is stubborn.]

I can't say I have much of a choice in the matter. I'm sure I'd be dragged back if I left again.

Edited 2013-05-12 06:20 (UTC)

[Galadriel has not been banished from the clinic. Far from it; she's one of the few who were spared the trauma of the murdership and, thus, has been insanely busy. But she's of no use to anyone if she works herself out of commission, so she's stealing a few minutes for herself.

And when she is need of quite and a place to think, Alexstrasza's tree has always been her place of choice. Seeing Allen there is no real surprise. Any number of people are in need of comfort now, she's sure.

She concentrates on making her footsteps heavier, so her arrival won't startle him.]

Allen.

[It's good to have the footsteps heavier, so he does hear her approach. There's part of him wary and debating reaching for the sword- but he'll relax when he sees who is it]

[It makes him sad that his reaction to someone approaching has become that, but it's probably a reflex that will take awhile to fade]

Lady Galadriel. Hello.

I didn't know you'd be out here.

Don't worry, I am in no short supply of concern.

[seriously he's full of it!]

Yes, I imagine you would be.But it's for the best, you need the rest.

I'm fine with tedious.

Maybe I should say save it for someone that deserves it, then.

[After that mess on the ship, he's the last person that should be treated well.]

I can rest in my own room too. I never was a fan of this sort of atmosphere.

[She understands the reaction all too well- expected it, even.]

I often come here when I am troubled. [A wane little smile] I see that I am not alone in that.

Sorry, but if you're looking for someone to feed your guilt of what happened, you have the wrong man. I will be concerned over who I choose to be concerned over.

[Because that's just not gonna work with him. He knows it was the castle]

Not many people are, but in your condition you need medical supervision for now.

Edited 2013-05-12 08:17 (UTC)

[He nods a little]

I knew the woman who planted this tree. It...has some good memories as well as good feelings.

[He stays quiet for the moment before he manages a faint laugh. Normally he'd tell Allen that attitude would get him killed, but he'll spare him that comment for now.]

You're pretty stubborn, aren't you, kid?

[Won't spare you from the 'kid' comments though.]

Do I at least get an idea of when I can be let out of here, doctor?

As did I. She was -[No, past tense isn't right.] is- quite extraordinary. To have met her was a blessing. [She gestures toward the ground next to him.] May I?

[Honestly, even a comment like that wouldn't deter him. People have told him that a dozen times before, yet if anything he's learned the ones who don't care die just as easily as the ones who do.]

I'm not a kid. [It's said tiredly] But yes, I am stubborn.

[Won't stop correcting]

You'd have to ask Dr. Watson, I'm not allowed in the clinic for the next several days so I can't say.

Mm, it was indeed

[he glances before nodding]

Oh! Of course! [He'll even move the sword so there's room! ]

Edited (do not hit tags before caffeine) 2013-05-12 19:20 (UTC)

[He'll give a dry laugh. Correct him all you want, but anyone younger than him gets the privilege of being called 'kid'. But, if nothing else, he's got a decent amount of respect for Allen.]

Stubborn or not, I guess I do owe you thanks.

[He'll frown at that.]

Not allowed? Takes a bit of nerve to tell a guy that spent his time on that damn ship helping people that he's not allowed in.

Edited (this is why you don't tag on your 3DS, Mei.) 2013-05-12 21:47 (UTC)

Save the thanks for once you're better.

[a small sheepish laugh]

That's why I'm not allowed in the clinic. Dr. Watson felt the three of us that served on the Event Horizon badly needed rest before going back to work.

I could be dead before that happens.

[He says that mostly in jest since he knows he's going to make it.]

It's true, certainly. You're a pretty strong-willed lot to be able to take care of people under those conditions.

[He's quietly sorry for the shoot-out in the clinic, by the way. He'll hesitate a moment before finally asking.]

... has something of that caliber happened before?

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