❛Lavi❜ ([personal profile] outsidehistory) wrote in [community profile] niteo_logs2011-05-30 05:47 pm

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Characters: Lavi ([livejournal.com profile] 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.
tothelastbreath: (not all good but it's not all bad)

[personal profile] tothelastbreath 2011-07-03 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
If Allen ever finds out? It would make his heart break for Lavi, then words would be had, and continents liable to be flipped. But that's an issue best saved for another day, if ever. All he knows is that Lavi's a comrade, a friend, family that he fully expects to come home to (and maybe, just maybe, get to keep).

"Link," he corrects automatically. It's a pittance of a repayment for all that Link has done (the word 'sacrificed' is always lurking at the forefront of his mind) for him back home and in Nesreca, but it's one of the very few things Allen can still do for him now. "The Apocryphos overpowered me and Tyki. It... Probably would have combined with Crown Clown if Rhode hadn't intervened by taking a blow for me. But yes, things could have gone even further South if Link didn't help us es― Hey."

He makes a face and ducks, though if Lavi catches a glimpse of his expression under all that unruly white hair, he'll realise Allen's also grinning a little despite himself. He straightens soon enough, the smile playing about his lips subdued but heartfelt.

"...Thank you." Not for telling him he isn't a Noah ― Allen doesn't need to be told ― but for the implicit trust that comes with Lavi's statement. The kind of unconditional trust he gets just for being 'still Allen'. It's good to be reminded that it's all it takes for some people to believe in him.

He looks Lavi in the eye then, and says, with all the gravity of a promise, "I will."

―Come back and bring some of them with him if he can. It was the first thing he vowed to Rhode when Lavi returned to Nesreca two months ago, bearing news of an ambush in China: 'I'll get them back.' How, though, is the question here. Allen isn't terribly worried ― he's still alive, still walking on. That's all the start he needs.

"I'm not sure yet, but I was on my way to find one of Master's patrons before Libitina brought me back. She'll know which direction to point me in―"

An artless smile, one that should look chagrined for its obvious tinge of 'what-else-can-you-do', but somehow comes across as comfortable instead.

"―then I guess I'll just keep going."