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Characters: Lavi (

looseleafbook) and anyone else
When: May 30th
Where: North of the schools close to the river
Rating: PG?
Summary: Lavi sulking and hiding away from everyone.

Lavi had avoided the apartment building for the past couple of days, the past week. Instead roaming around the deserted streets full of debris and the past civilization. Sometimes he would roam across the bridge in clothing similar to the current styles over there, redhair and patch hidden from sight with a hooded sweatshirt.

But for now he was hidden way back in the most damaged streets of the city, a trolly car that had been derailed in whatever happened. Hidden from sight unless one looked as he slouched on the bench seat, feet on one end while he leaned against the wall. Several times he had come here to sleep, it was still cold out, too cold to camp like he was, but Lavi forced himself to ignore it.

Being alone and cold was preferred to being warm and bothered.

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Oh come on, one of you has to be forthcoming, at least a little bit. How else do you expect to try and get the Bookman back on your side while it looks as if he's at odds with his teammates? It could be nice to have someone with Innocence fighting on your side, but at the same time it might also risk a Fall.

His whole body stiffens at the mention of Kanda and Allen, and Lavi glares at Tyki from over his shoulder. "No one is attached at the hip except you and your niece."

After this long, would you even consider joining on the Noah side? Especially if one has their parasites inside of your body?

"Rhode and I are close, eye-patch. It tends to happen once you've known each other for years."

But, seeing Lavi's reaction to the mention of the other two Exorcists, it interested him. Did something happen that caused the redhead to hide out here? Away from the people he could have called 'friends'?

No, he wouldn't. Not really, but again, he just knows that he's a hostage and Chaoji was hurt in such a way as they don't know if he'll make it or not.

"Knowing each other for years doesn't mean that you're close." Lavi shifts more on the bench until his head is resting on the seat itself, ignoring Tyki's presence further. "And the name is 'Lavi' not 'eye-patch'."

"Unless you're in a family as close as ours."

Watching his reactions carefully, Tyki tilts his head to the side. "My, want to be on first name basis already, La~vi~?"

A dig, you know that it is, that comment of yours, Tyki. Lavi won't ever get to have a family close like that, not even the Order is a family he can belong to. Pouring salt on the fresh wounds is all that the Noah is doing right now.

He growls softly, "Don't say my name like that and it's not like that. I don't need nicknames." Not unless you want to be an attachment, and Lavi would rather you not be.

Tyki's aware of that, and quite frankly, he doesn't give a damn.

He smirks. "Names can also lead to attachments, eye-patch."

Quoting Gone with the Wind are we now~? Then again, that's quite alright considering that Tyki is a jerk when he wants to be.

"Lavi is one I can let go of."

Would be if he ever read it.

"It isn't if you become attached to the name, Bookman Junior." Tyki knows he's playing with fire here. Not only is he dealing against a Bookman, but the redhead is also an Exorcist. And given that Tyki just arrived from fighting against a creature entirely made of Innocence, one would think he would be more careful.

Lavi refuses to be Scarlet, Tyki can be Rett, but he's not being a woman.

"Who said that I was attached to that name anyway?"

He's not looking for a fight, so if he honestly got that frustrated with Tyki he'd aim more so for causing the trolly to break apart or something else to get away from him. Since walking away from the Noah would just make him follow.

He just shrugs. He knows that it's rather pointless to keep up this kind of argument with a Bookman. Besides, Tyki was only doing this to see what kind of reactions Lavi has.

"Then do tell why you're hiding out here."

He's being pretty bland with them at the moment, isn't he? Not much in the way to keep the Noah entertained unless he pokes the right button and he's wandered away from those in a matter of speaking.

"Because I want to."

"Is that so." Tyki sounds almost thoughtful, but it's soon gone. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he looks at him carefully.

"You certainly do seem a lot better than from the last time I've seen you."

Lavi lets out a sigh, a heavy and frustrated one having thought that Tyki wandered off after the first phrase. Then he sits up and grabs his bag of clothes from the floor of the trolly, moving to another exit.

"If you're just going to taunt and tease and not tell me anything, just shut up. Like I said, I'm not in the mood."

"Come now, no need to get testy, eye-patch." But for once, Tyki doesn't make any movement other than watching him closely.

"I'm allowed to be testy if I'm tired of being jerked around like a puppet, Noah." Lavi exits the trolly, walking toward one of the buildings that looks like it hasn't quite collapsed yet, perhaps he can find solitude in there.

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