In cards and flowers on the window

[outsidehistory]

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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[outsidehistory]

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."

[feralstorm.livejournal.com]

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."

[outsidehistory]

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."

[feralstorm.livejournal.com]

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."

[outsidehistory]

"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.