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[debtor]

Who: Allen Walker and YOU
When: October 2nd - 6th, at night.
Where: Anywhere your heart desires.
Summary: Allen spends more time than he frankly should out in the Darkness, fightin' monsters. Care to join him?
Warnings: VIOLENCE, blood, excellent life choices.  Also shounen. 

[After the evening siren rings, Allen heads out of his apartment to spend a few good hours slaying monsters around the city, like he does almost every night.

Sure, he had a bad run-in with one back in August, but it'll take a lot more than that to deter him. In fact, it's only motivated him to fight harder against them, because he needs to work to become stronger. And it's much easier if he goes out alone to do so. There are no flaws in his plan.

So if (for whatever reason) you're out at night as well, you may come across this guy, wielding a giant blade that looks like this with one arm (because his other one is missing) and wearing a billowing, oversized fur-lined white cape.  Not terribly difficult to recognize, if you've seen him before.  He's looking for something to fight or someone to rescue, and he may stop to see how things are going for you.]

Comments

[debtor]

[He's perfectly A-OK, though!!

He wishes he knew, man. Life would be so much easier if he could detect them— instead, he has to rely on his slightly-better-than-average night vision. And hearing, but it's kinda hard to listen out for anything, when the gunshots are still ringing in his ears...

He approaches the edge of the roof, eyes on the street. Quietly;] There might be...

[Just there! Looked like something darted into an alleyway...! He makes a motion at Nill that's meant to indicate she should stay where she is.]

[reassures]

[Nill frowns, and drops the round back into her pocket, fishing out a different one - one with actual bullets - instead and putting that into her gun.

She doesn't listen, though, and quietly steps over to where he is, peering over the side of the building with her gun drawn.]

[debtor]

[Nill, you suck at following orders.

But right now, all his attention is on the street. From behind a trashcan, some creature, the size of a dog, skitters out into the open. Its faceless head swings back and forth, searching for something- presumably a meal- despite lacking eyes. That thing is ugly, whatever it is.

It seems too far down to attack them, though, and Allen doubts it'll be able to climb up the side of a building to reach them. But he holds out his right arm out anyway, preparing to attack it with an Innocence belt.]

[reassures]

[Like Allen doesn't.

Nill isn't totally inclined to think it's ugly, but she still frowns when the creature comes out into the open. What a strange thing... how does it even eat?

Her frown deepens, and she holds a hand out to Allen, just to stop him for the moment.]

Are you sure we should attack it? It's far enough down that it probably won't notice us.

[debtor]

[THAT'S TOTALLY DIFFERENT.

No, it's pretty ugly. And he pauses before attempting to skewer the thing, since he doesn't want to accidentally take her arm off.

Should he let a dangerous monster roam free, simply because they're out of its range...?]

If we let it be, it could attack someone else.

[reassures]

[It takes a moment longer than it should for Nill to realize that he isn't actually thinking about their safety, but the safety of other people out at night. He isn't wandering these streets because he's trying to get stronger; this isn't for him at all. He's trying to make sure other people are safe. ...Suddenly, Nill feels very selfish.]

It could.

[She pulls her hand back down, and takes a step away.]

[debtor]

[It's the same thing though, isn't it? At least to him. He is training to become stronger, because becoming stronger would mean he's better able to protect others out here. That's really the whole point.

As she moves back, he nods- and shish-kabobs the monster with some well-aimed belts from his right sleeve. It dies rather noisily.]

I don't see any others...

[Though he doesn't take his eyes off the alley. He's not sure if those things travel in packs...]

[reassures]

[Not really, not as far as she can tell. Allen wants to protect people. It doesn't matter who, as long as he can do it. Nill wants to protect people, too, but she only really cares about the ones she loves. Even then, she can't even save the people she cares about, so how could she really help other people?

Allen's strength is amazing to watch. Nill doesn't take her eyes off the monster while it's dying, and then she looks back up at him.]

Should we go check?

[debtor]

[Well, that bit is true. He's almost entirely indiscriminate in who he tries to save. But there's also nothing wrong with caring deeply and only fighting for a select few. He doesn't hold it against Lenalee.

He closes his eyes for a moment, silently hoping that the Innocence has managed to purify this creature's soul, and that it won't return another night. He knows what the changes are, but he has to believe that it's not impossible.

Then he looks back at her, and nods.]

Mm.

[reassures]

[The most time Nill spends around Allen, the more she's certain he probably wouldn't like her a great deal if he knew her really well. It sounds like he's praying, and Nill can't hold anything but contempt for the idea of god.

She hopes that if it is a spirit, though - something that wasn't always that ugly thing - that it's okay somehow, even if just for tonight.]

I'll see you down there.

[She still feels badly, and she's not sure what else to say - so instead of trying, she steps towards the edge of the building, summoning gusts of wind with every movement, until she stands on the ledge and jumps, with a huge burst of wind. Several more on the way down will slow her descent enough that all she'll do is stumble when she lands.]

[debtor]

[Allen can be quite forgiving, you know. He also feels genuine apathy towards God. He believes he exists, but God doesn't concern him- it's the souls he cares for.]

All r--

...!

[Oh, there she goes. He rushes to the edge of the building, but doesn't try to stop her as she jumps. Though it's disconcerting to watch... she appears to have it under control

He'll follow her down, then, using his claw and belts on the side of the building to rappel his way to the street.]

[reassures]

[She doesn't know, honestly. She rarely gets into situations where people offer forgiveness. It ends up being a bit nerve wracking when she does.

She lands a bit better than she did when she first started out, but it's still a bit on the rough side. Knees would be scraped if he weren't dressed for avoiding things like that. As it is, she's on her feet again when Allen gets to the ground, guns in hand.]

...Do you come out here every night, Allen?

[debtor]

[Once he's down safely, he straightens up and casts a few quick glances around the alley.]

Ah... some nights.

[Most nights. Whenever he can make it out here.]

[reassures]

[There doesn't seem to be anything around at first glance at least, which is probably a good thing. Or maybe not. Nill tends to think it's safer if you can see the monsters than when you can't.]

Are you being careful?