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we watched brooklyn nine nine today in class

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|| @ofbloomed Cont. from Here

“If by Luau you mean smoking herbs in the middle of a fiery inferno.. Then yes.” He looked at the herbs in his hand. Seriously, he had no idea how witches told them apart. To him one weed just looked like the other.

           “So can I smoke these now or what?” 

[sozotohakai]

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It did not matter that it had been weeks, a little more than three months now, since he had last seen the young woman. Not when he had known her for a year, fought by her sides; not when she was one of his closest friends.

There was no way Allen would not recognize Lenalee. And that was why he knew, that if he gave her the chance, she too would realize who he was.

His heart thumped as Allen forced calmness, only slightly tilting his head so his features were not in her direct line of sight. Timcanpy knew better than to move from his hidden place within his collar, and he was very lucky to have gotten a decent brown wing recently.

Still, he had been sitting at a bench, munching a sandwich, suitcase beside his legs. He could not move, could not walk away, without bringing attention, even if curious.

But the hardest was the little voice in his heart that told Allen, what if you let her? What if you allow her to know it’s you?

It would be so easy. He could look at her, he could tell Timcanpy to get her, he could tell her he was still there and still moving forward. Yet... Could he impose of her, when he knew his statue was now of a traitor, a Noah? Could he impose on her that if she did not try to capture him, she could be in trouble?

Would she be in danger, if Apocryphos ever realized she saw him?

Allen bit into his sandwich, the last bite. He munched slowly, silver eyes shifting to Lenalee, feeling a faint pulsing from Crown Clown, which Allen was not sure how to interpret. Was his Innocence reassuring him? Telling him to approach Lenalee?

Warmth flooded his left arm, and Allen sighed. Lips pulled into a faint smile, and he stood up, left hand taking the suitcase. He started to walk, quiet steps approaching Lenalee.

He slowed down, stopped a few steps from her. His heart thumped harder. A third wave of gentle warmth went through him, and finally, Allen called in a soft tone, “Hello, Lenalee.”

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                         ❛  figured  we’d  hit  the  arcade.  switch  things  up.  ❜

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'You shouldn't be out here alone to this time' Natsuya replies with a serious voice. There have been certain stories of rather rough criminals of this region lately. 'Let me walk you to the station, okay?' But then, he smiles anyway: 'The truth might be, though, I'm more scared than you are.'  |  @ofbloomed

[yuntckki-a]

                              “ I’ve never really had pie before, but                                   I gotta say I really like it. ”

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@ofbloomed II Starter Call II Verse: TBA

“What do we have here? A lost little lamb? Please come closer my dear.” 

[callejxro]

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“That pop you heard in the distance that was like a fire cracker? That was a gun. It’s not a loud bang like in the movies.” He was loading a revolver, one bullet in an empty chamber, move, one bullet in an empty chamber. He was taking a while to load, but he wasn’t so accustomed to using guns. He preferred his hands--typically, he was deadlier with them.

“I kinda fucked up my job and now there’s some people coming by here to have a nice talk.” It was a blunder that he was not so commonly used to making. He missed the initial jump on them, and he was shot at trying to make a run for it. They missed, too. Luckily, his legs were able to place a considerable distance between them. He closed the coil up with a click and inspected the handgun.

“If we end our conversation early, I’ll come by later to apologize. Until then, keep away and stay low.”