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There's no records at all of Timothy or...even the orphanage. It's as though they never existed.

I suppose it was too much to hope for, but...at least I tried.

[a pause]

I hope Father Abel is all right.

[Christmas Filter]

Ah, thank you very much for the gifts! I'm very grateful for all of them!

[/Filter]

[Allen is sitting outside a cafe, about a block away from the hospital he's been volunteering at, enjoying his lunch break with...well, many plates of food. There's a cell phone (that is strangely gold in color..) sitting on the table, in case he receives any calls to head back. Mostly he just seems to be enjoying himself. ]

I wonder how long this world change will last...

[OOC: Open!]

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[Man...he really hopes Arthur didn't throw the phone into the Seine. That thing looked expensive.]

[He'll try calling again]

[excalibured.livejournal.com]

[Well, you're kind of in luck? Because when it happens again he just hits the connect button on accent, and since he hasn't realized what the hell the phone is trying to do, he's just attempting to text Allen's once more. Enjoy the random, rapid beeping of keys being hit.

WHERE IS MY MESSAGE YOU BITCHY MACHINE]

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[Ow that is unpleasant to his ears; he'll try shouting in hopes of Arthur hearing him]

ARTHUR! Stop that! You don't need to touch any buttons!

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[Welp, he definitely pauses, brow wrinkling. Wtf is this noise. And after a moment, since Allen was shouting, he'll shout back]

HELLO, ALLEN. WHERE ARE YOU?

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[And that is even MORE unpleasant. Sob they are so sticking to journals until Arthur can handle the step up in tech]

O-oh good you heard me! You don't have to yell anymore! Ow...

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THIS IS HOW YOU HEAR ME, IS IT NOT? I STILL REQUIRE AN ANSWER TO MY QUESTION.

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I can hear you if you talk with your normal voice! [How does screaming in a phone makes it more painful than screaming in person? He'll never know]

I'm at a cafe- two blocks east of the hospital!

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THIS IS MY NORMAL VOICE. [He isn't imitating an accent at all that isn't his own, or pitching it ridiculously.

But he'll finally just flip the phone shut and walk away from the hospital parking lot where Allen has told him to go, away from the odd looks people have been giving him. The second he spots Allen, he'll be sliding into the seat next to him, leaning over to give him a quick kiss. Hi baby, feed me]

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But your Volu- [Oh he hung up. He's staring at his phone while trying to get his ears to stop ringing while Arthur gets there]

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[But that will be better when Arthur gets there and he smiles, kissing back quickly]

Hello Arthur.

You didn't want to use the journal?

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[om nom nom, stealin' your food]

Hello. And it's rather that I left it at the apartment, and this happened to be in my pocket, when I couldn't find you at the hospital.

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I see. [He grins a bit more, happy that Arthur came to seek him out. That makes him happy enough that he won't stop you stealing his food] Well, the hospital food turns out to be terrible no matter what country or time you live....so I decided to spend my break elsewhere.

How has your day been?

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[Also, he's so super adorable, right? It's good Allen won't stop him, because he's pretty hungry, skipping eating lunch at his poor excuse for a 'job', where he generally does everything but what he's meant to, to eat with him instead]

So I see. You might have informed me, of such a thing. [Nevermind this was a surprise, he's a Pendragon, logic does not apply]

Well enough, I suppose. What have you been doing?

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[You must be super adorable to have Allen let you eat his food, yes. And not at all fatter than the ads, no sireee]

Sorry, I didn't know you were going to stop by or I might have said something.

This morning? [He shrugs, wrinkling his nose a bit] Mostly just translating for American tourists about the locations of the bathrooms and gift shops. It's been rather dull.

[excalibured.livejournal.com]

[He will dump you on the spot, brat]

Really? We've not seen each other much lately, as much as we'd like. If you've got nothing of importance to do, I do not understand why you must be here so often.

[They're actually getting along much better than they have in what feels like forever, STOP RUINING IT BY HAVING A JOB THING] You should take the rest of the afternoon off.

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Sometimes, if I'm lucky, I get to be taught things to improve my medical knowledge. [Aka if House hasn't hidden himself in the morgue or wherever else he's thought up]

[He smiles] Oh? Do you have something in mind to do?

[excalibured.livejournal.com]

You can do so in Paradisa, there are more than enough resources there to continue your studies adequately. You can take one afternoon off.

Mhm... [It's hummed out pleasantly, as he scoots a bit closer and blows cool air against Allen's ear. He's going to get his own way, bb, like always]

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[He can't help but shiver a little at that, why you do this to him bb]

I suppose I wasn't doing very much there...