niteo_logs | In cards and flowers on the window

Characters: Lavi (OU)

looseleafbook & Tyki Mikk (AU)

feralstorm
When: Afternoon of this conversation
Where: Tyki's room
Rating: PG
Summary: Finding out the face behind the text and just why he knows about "Red".

It had been a long day thanks to his early start, but Lavi hadn't been able to sleep or really do anything once he had stretched and gathered his and Naoto's rations for the day. He had been trying to do some of his translations for the old pamphlet idea that Allen had brought up, trying to get help from the Credintians that way. Cross at the very least could hand them out from his altar if he held a service over across the bridge. Or hand them out in part of a church's charity work, but even that had only absorbed his attention for so long and the redhead had been fiddling with the marker he had found when the idea struck. Everyone had needed an uplifting event after the last few arrivals, the air was depressing. So it had been down to Allen's room to draw on his face with a feed showing everyone his markings. Then off to the market for a long day of waiting for Naoto to finish mapping the area and then they moved on and on to different roads as the day progressed then finally sunset.

Lavi stopped by the river to wash up then went up to his room to leave his things that he customarily lugged around, having mulled over what the mysterious newcomer had said for most of the day. The part about not being an enemy bothered him the most, just who was this guy - or girl for that matter - that didn't want to be taken for an enemy. Part of him doubted that it was Rhode, she wouldn't have come back like that, not even an altered version of the girl. Tyki would have been a loud presence on that post if it had been her, then again they had said they were an Exorcist... Lavi sighed and shook his head, he'd find out when he went to see whomever it was just a few floors below him. He picked up the PDA, typing in a quick "On my way now." to the last reply he had gotten before slipping out his door. The walk down was uneventful and Akito-less thankfully, the kid still clung to him at times when it wasn't conductive to what Lavi needed to do.

When he reached the appropriate door Lavi knocked, then waited with hands in pockets.

[[ooc; Sob. It won't all be this length, prose kills me after a while.]]

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"No. Before the Earl and the Order both worked through companies, shares, and different resources to hide their plans. The fight was the very first exposure the world has had to what is really going on. I didn't get to see much of the public's reaction but, it wasn't just the Vatican aiming their guns at us after the world broadcast was finished." That hadn't been any surprise to any of them. People were easily driven to mob mentality in the right circumstances. Give them a target and they'd obediently aim their sights at it.

Still. It stung.

Mikk snagged in his chair a bit, and rubbed his temples with his free hand. He nodded numbly to confirm the United Nations supported the Order in his time. And again at the mention of the Vatican. Lousy bastards. Not that their noses had ever been clean and everyone knew it. "Akuma just need someone in despair these days. Push someone deep enough and the packs will come and feed on them. You still have to form the initial body with a soul willingly bound by a loved one's cry. But the rest is just another cultivating enough despairing souls to power the Dark Matter engines."

The engines that whined like jet engines and spun on the tortured souls. Not. That he really cared about the souls. No, he wasn't the love-everyone Allison Walker with wings of flame and blade of mercy. Not his shtick.

"In this life, Allen was reborn as a girl. She used to be a boy named Allen, while now is a twenty two year old woman named Allison. Both have the same last name but hers is a bloodline thing."

"Humans freak out at anything unknown to them or strange, sort of how the people here react to us. Scared and want nothing more to do with us than to end us or keep us out of their sight. 'Out of sight, out of mind' as the saying goes." Regardless that it never worked, it never had for him. But then again Lavi was different than most, he wasn't allowed to forget or to put things out of his mind.

"I'll bet the Earl is happy with those advancements to his machines," a sarcastic, angry tone. He hates the Akuma for the wreckage they do to families already mourning one person and leaving them to mourn another, but to find they've now come up with a way to just find you if you're depressed and in anguish. The world hadn't needed that. Not with what he had gleamed from Credinta papers.

"And you? Why did you choose our side this time?" Of course Lavi himself was removed from the 'our' but so long as he wore the coat and bore the weapon he was an Exorcist.

"They do, they do. It's just one of those things." He was too tired to get into a discussion of humanity and its many flaws. Mikk still would bitch about it. It frustrated him even if life got all the more interesting thanks to everyone trying to kill him. The Earl's emotions however, were an old subject that he winced every time it came up. "He's looney. I'm not sure what he feels anymore." He meant it seriously, and there was bits of regret there. Like there always was with his Noah ties. ...former ties.

Mikk almost didn't hear the question. Yet his ears knew he did and refused to let him dodge around it. His thoughts turned to the people he grew up with. The Science team, Lenalee, Lavi himself (only when he transferred to schools in Britain), Kanda too, but most of all Allison. How many times had they argued about fate, choice, and all the things in between? He'd had power as a Noah. Yet, in the end who had respected his choice?

Not the Noah - who he regretted turning from. But the ragtag group of misfits with a loud, infuriating, and oddly likable leader. "Too many reasons to fit into a box. Or explain in one night. The short of it is - this is my life now and I'm looking to keep it that way. And Allison is a mouthy woman who refuses to shut up about choices."

Lavi was even more tired and frustrated with it, having grown up surrounded by nothing but wars and loss of human life. It was senseless to him and incredibly stupid, building only to destroy. But he catches the bit of regret, the Noah were Family and even if Lavi lacked the understanding himself he knew that most families missed one another when estranged from each other.

He tilted his head thoughtfully to the side, considering the answer and the tone that carried it. Then at long last Lavi nodded, he could accept that answer, especially about Allison (or the Allen that he knew and followed) saying there was always a choice, never decided until they made it. "I'll let you get back to resting then," a quiet and reserved tone himself. Lavi would trust him for now but anything that looked like backsliding despite Mikk's saying he'd wish to remain an Exorcist and he'd be watching him like a Hawk.

Pushing off the wall Lavi moved to the door, "Most days I'm with Naoto mapping but if you need anything let me know. Have to stick together here."

Mikk had lived two lifetimes now of war. His last life had ended in a rainy morning before a firing squad while Apocryphos used Judgment to kill him. Prehaps it measured up to the same level of exhaustion about the subject. But he would prove his sense of regret did not mean sympathy or mercy. It meant a vicious policy of crushing the clan members that stood in his way. He nodded to Lavi and got up, offering him his hand. "Thanks for listening."

Lavi paused at the door, staring at the offered hand then back up to Tyki before he finally walked over. Still, it was warily that he took the hand before him and shook it, "Thanks for explaining, yeah? Didn't have to, but it makes things here a lot less tense."

Tyki's eyes shut and he shook his head. "No, It was necessary. I still have to talk to the general. Unless I want a second life ended in a spray of bullets. There's more to explain but, for now we have time." His grip was steady but while firm, wasn't crushing. It spoke however briefly, of control. Then he let go and stepped back. "As long as the storms keep hitting like this, and support in a fight I can offer will be at full capacity despite my injuries. ...if you were comfortable with my aid."

"Can't say he's my favorite person to talk to but I can tell him everything you told me if you want, that way you won't have to end another day with a sore throat." Lavi makes note of that firm handshake, the one of equals just testing the waters and returns it. "Storms have been hit or miss really but I've never been in Russia long enough at home to say if it's typical summer weather." He nods, "Like I said, we need to stick together. Libitina is the enemy before each other." Even if the Noah version of Tyki still got on his damn nerves.

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