// thirteen //

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[Private]

She's safe.

That's all that ultimately matters.

...Stop it.

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[BLACK ORDER (including Azmaria) FILTER;]

Things are disturbingly quiet. Have any of you observed anything strange in regards to the Earl and the Noah recently?

And on a more personal note, it'd be nice if one of you would check in once in a while. What if I'd gone and drowned myself in Blue Mountain? No one would've known. You all are absolutely heartless.

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[muttering to himself, not realizing the journal is still open and transcribing...

a sigh]

Your head is totally destroyed. Did they have to user armor piercing rounds? You were so sweet, so innocent... so perfect...

[SNIFFS...]

Comments

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[don't you want to rescue it -- it's pretty... awesome....

oh well. two little mechanical hands pop out of its chest compartment, and start going to work. YOUR ROOM IS NOW A MESS OF ACCURATELY DESCRIBED FABRIC CONFETTI.]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[And risk his life? No he's good. Though totally not pleased at the confetti]

Ugh! Komui! Your robot made a mess everywhere!

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[Komui cannot be reached at this time, as he's currently...

okay he's listening, but choosing to whistle to himself as he sips at his coffee over here]

That's nice, Allen. Nice, that you two are bonding.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[GROANS GDIT WHY. Especially when you can pick up the psyduck in Allen's room panicking from all the flying confetti, screaming 'PSY PSY PSY!!']

S-Simon! Its okay!

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

WHAT?!

NO! LEAVE MY DUCK ALONE! [Jumps into the room again and gets between the duck and the robot! ]

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[siiiipping noise] Go easy on him, Komurin.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Eh?!

[oh god oh god he'll at least shove Simon into the bathroom and shut the door so he's safe from this]

KOMUI! Please stop this!

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[two missiles pop out of its shoulder compartments, and fire :x]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[OH GOD. Tries to dodge but just doesn't have time. SEE YOU ALL IN TWO WEEKS SOB]

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[...except they explode right in his face and--

wtf? there are these rope-chain thingies which wrap around him instead. enjoy that cocoon, Allen.

Komurin promptly rolls over and starts dragging him out of the room by the ankles]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Eh?!

[Trying to get out, but can't- god sob]

Komui! What are you doing?!

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[not answerrrriiing.

Komurin drags him along - using the stairs, enjoy smacking your head on every step, Allen.

and then opens his door, dragging him in and tossing him at Komui's feet.

ENJOY THE SMILE OF MALICIOUS INTENT. is that a syringe he's holding?]

Why, hello, Allen. How nice of you to drop in!

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[See Komui this is why they don't check in with you, and by the time he's reached Komui's room his head has hit stairs so much that he's kinda dazed and possibly has a concussion]

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....

W-Why are you d-doing this...

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[crouches down in front of him, cutting the ropes and searching for a vein in his arm]

Komurin, you could've picked him up.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Or you could have just asked me to come here!!!

[Ow okay shouting is a bad idea because that makes his head hurts more, he groans some and at this point is just so resigned that he's just praying the needle doesn't cause another plant to grow out of his head]

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[prick!]

I could've, but that's an awful lot of effort.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

How is sending a robot to capture me and drag me up the stairs any less effort?

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[patpats Allen's head]

Komurin did that all on his own! He sensed I wanted to see you. Isn't he the best, Allen?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Did he... [Aw that's cute but he's looking over at the robot with a death glare. one of these days I will kill you]

[Oh yeah the needle]

W-What did you just give me?

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[takes it out!]

Nothing.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[......]

What was in the nothing?

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

[discards the syringe and offers him a hand]

Do you trust me?

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