niteo_logs | Reluctant Heroes

Characters: AU!The Fawn [

islpwhnibreathe] || OU!Allen Walker [

tothelastbreath]
When: November 14th
Where: Nesreca streets and apartment
Rating: PG?
Summary: Matt and Allen on the hunt for a lost Dori

It was bad enough the shop keeper had been dropped here for creepy play times but now there was another Wonderland resident here as well. Dori was pulled into this mess of a place and Matt couldn't figure out what in the world that weird girl would want with him. Sleepy Dori who would rather keep to himself then get involved in things. At least with himself, Matt knew he was a bit more... Combative given certain situations.

Looking about for Allen, the keeper stopped at the stair landing. With the younger having been outside while Matt had been in his room on the fifth floor, it only seemed logical to meet there. It had been lucky that he managed to see what Allen looked like on that.. Thingie of this, otherwise he would have no idea what the teen would look like, even if they walked into each other on the stairs.

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There's nothing hesitant about Allen's returning smile, warm and comforting but restrained just so to avoid seeming overly familiar.

"Hello sir, I'm glad you seem to be alright." Gray eyes were politely averted from the hug, but other than that, he simply waited for Matt to check the man over until they were all certain he's fine. "Matt's right, by the way. Have you seen a strange little girl around? She should've given you a number."

There's a careful tug on Dori's wrist as Allen stood, free hand hovering between the manager's shoulder and the precarious drop behind him.

Dori smiled softly, not understanding what all the fuss was about. He hugged Matt, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek. He flushed when Allen addressed him as 'sir', not certain he'd ever been called that before. He wasn't a sir. He was...Dori.

"A number?" He shuffled forwards at the tug, looking thoughtful, "904. I didn't understand. What's it for?"

Matt bit at his bottom lip a bit as his cheek was kissed. It felt nice but he had to remain in serious mode, lest he scare his new friend away with his loving on Dori. Poor boy already seemed uneasy enough.

"904... Top floor number four. It's Dori's home away from home. Has to live there while here before going back there." Allen would probably be confused by the circle talking but so long as Dori knew what Matt meant, things would be okay. With one careful movement, Matt got a better hold on the older man before getting to his feet, holding Dori tight as he did so. "Sleepy Dori gets a ride. If he's hurt it's better to check him inside."

Uneasy? It might come across as such, but it's just courtesy, really. Growing up in a circus and formative years spent with Cross had pretty much ruined any of Allen's innocence that wasn't the holy kind. As chaste as the kiss was, it did seem kind of special, and Allen's been brought up to be a young gentleman who respected these things, so he looked away again.

"Yes," he chimed in after Matt's explanation, stepping back so the keeper can help Dori down. "Everyone who got dragged to Nesreca is living here. You'll be quite safe with us."

"Cards bring us here?" he asked, looking around. It didn't look at all like Wonderland, or even Limerick, so where ever Nesreca was it must be far away. This Allen, he didn't look like anyone he'd ever met before. He was very interesting to look at, and he smiled at him, giving a nod.

He gave a small squeak of surprise as he was picked up, flushing. "Dori can walk," he protested weakly.

"No cards here. Just creepiness." Matt glanced around, shifting the older man in his arms a bit to get a better hold on Dori. "Hush. Might be hurt... Can't risk losing Dorimouse now or ever."

Grey-brown eyes shifted to Allen and a look of concentration seemed to grace the larger's features. "Should we get Dorimouse to his room or bring him to mine where I have supplies... Just in case he needs something?"

It looked like Matt could manage on his own, so Allen just stayed out of the way for now, though never more than a few paces away. Holding the door open with a smile and nod back at Dori, he considered Matt's question briefly before offering a shrug and sideways tilt of his head.

"Either's fine, but..." A pause as he gave Dori a concerned frown. It was strange how lethargic the man looked."...your room sounds like a better idea. Might do him good to have a familiar face around."

"Not hurt, just-" he paused to yawn "-sleepy. Have pills. Somewhere..." He frowned, trying to pat himself down before hearing the familiar rattle of his pill bottle. Matt was always so concerned about him, it was still start for the little mouse, after so many years living with Maddock.

"Dorimouse's room is closer but... Don't know the shape it's in." Matt headed inside as Allen opened the door for him, mindful to not knock the older into anything while he walked. Glancing about, the shop keeper tried to figure out which place would be best to take Dori. "Which pills? Are they the icky ones?"

Allen shut the door behind them and darted ahead, just so he would be a few steps lower, and if anyone came tumbling down... Well. He was sure he'd figure something out.

"Mine was... absolutely crummy when I moved in. If Mr Dori's room is anything like that, yours would probably be the better choice. Er, do you need help carrying him, by the way?"

"The awake ones," he said, fiddling with the cap, "Not icky."

"Dori doesn't....need carrying," he protested again, in a timid voice, "Really. Not hurt. Still walk. Promise."

It was stupid but... Matt bit at Dori's ear to get him to leave the bottle alone. There wasn't even anything for the older to take a pill with anyway and dry swallowing was gross. "Very icky. Can do bad things to Dori."

Tilting his head, the shop keeper looked to Aleen at the question. "Nope. Carry Dori around all the time." His gaze shifted back to the older man in his arms. "Hush hush. I want to carry Dorimouse right now."

Most of this exchange was flying over Allen's head, so he just kept walking and checking on the pair over his shoulder every now and then.

"Alright, but do let me know if you need help."

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