🎶 He's the left hand of God on the stage 🎶

[likethelight]

Who: Allen and you!
When: Day 28 and onward
Where: Getting lost in the forest first, then reluctantly Around
What: The unluckiest hobo Exorcist clown-acrobat of an endearingly stupid shounen protagonist is here!



[ Once there was a boy with no home who joined the circus.

Actually, there was a boy who no home who joined the circus twice. Both times kind of against his will.

This was a very unlucky boy.

This was also a very very dubious boy who tiptoed around the carnival without announcing his presence the moment he was set loose on the grounds. Who eyed the trailer he was supposedly assigned to and....... decided to give it a rather wide berth and continue exploring while remaining unseen as he could. Funny, he acts more like a fugitive than some semi-well-dressed Victorian kid.. that's kind of a weird... tattoo he has on his face, too? Scar? But it looks like there's a pentagram..

Which is to say he lasted about an hour before he attempted to hightail it into the woods and escape. He has promises he made!! Screw this, he can't stay in any place for a year, let alone this one!! HE'S PROBABLY NOT EVEN GOING TO BE ALIVE IN A YEAR SO ALL OF YOU CAN SOD OFF

Which is also to say it takes him even less time to get woefully lost. And then a bit longer still before he finally admits it and finds some slightly less mossy rock to flop down on.

He rakes a hand through his somewhat overgrown hair. There are definitely some twigs there. ]

Haah.. even Timcanpy.

[ Does he sound a little sour? He sounds a little sour. He'd been shouting "Tim???! TIM!" for the last half hour after all. This is the worst. ]



[ Alternatively, after he comes sulkily back you may also find him:

1) In the cookhouse, surrounded by stacks of empty bowls piled far higher than he is tall and doubled over with gusto into demolishing his current one. No, seriously... it looks like this kid has just eaten thrice his weight in literally every dish that was being served. Including the ones he'd never heard of. There's a questionable-looking carcass on the table next to him...
2) In the medical tent after it's dark and he thinks he's alone, trying to very surreptitiously snag some gauze and unbuttoning his shirt to... look incredibly confused at not finding a wound on his stomach? And starts poking at it?? What?? Excuse him??
3) Sitting towards the edge of the grounds after dark, his back to a tree and looking up at the lights of the Ferris wheel in a way that's quiet thoughtful as much as it's... morose? No, it's just a faraway sort of expression that's as bittersweet as it is uneasy. Looking up at the Ferris wheel like it's been a very, very long sort of time as he sucks on his now very-polished spoon. Ah. Dinner had been smaller than he would have liked.

He'd also seem to have a plump sort of golden... ball? with wings? accompanying him now and seeming to mimic and compliment him as a small golden shadow might. He would appear to like sitting on heads.

Wildcard if you want, he'll be poking around everywhere! And tag in whatever format you are most comfortable in! I vastly prefer brackets for my personal writing; if they drive you nuts drop me a line and I can make adjustments. ]

Comments

for Tyki Mikk ig /ugh/

[likethelight]

[ There's also the fact he apparently has a trailer.

A trailer. Of his own.

It may or may not be why he looks somewhat torn and stares up at the door for the longest time, suitcase in (white-knuckled) hand. Torn, and sobered.

This is weird. He kind of slept on the ground when he was at the circus before. Kind of gives him the creeps, like someone's about to jump out and try to beat him up for sneaking into one of the trailers...

Still. He takes a deep breath and, shoulders shrugging lightly like shucking those memories off, he strides forward and opens the door with a light click. Because that's just what you do in your 'new home', right? Just open the door and walk in and try to forget how uneasy that whole premise makes you.

He may or may not have missed the bit about roommates. ]

medical tent

[reflash]

[Why does everyone keep showing up at the medical tent when Yukio steps out for like thirty seconds??

He'd stepped away from his desk (the one in the corner, surrounded by bunches of drying plants and mysterious jars of leaves) for just a little bit, because he needed to break up the monotony of sorting through a basketfull of clovers separating out the four-leaved variety.

The boy walking through the tent flap is about Allen's age, maybe a year younger, dressed in a black uniform and casually carrying a bow that glows with an alien sort of energy. Yukio looks human enough, compared to some of the other members of the Carnival, no visible changes beyond the flame-like blue fae mark across his eyes and the fangs in his mouth.]

The cabinets are locked. [He says, firmly.] Can I help you?

The Cookhouse

[chronosynthesis]

[Syrlya's pretty disappointed to find out the fish filet he was hoping to get is, apparently, unavailable for lack of ingredients. Not that they didn't have any, just that it's all been used up until Acquisitions brings more.

He's sure it's not usually that popular, but those aren't doubts that are going to make fish filets suddenly available so he settles on something else and swings around to one of the tables.

The faint but growing scent of that fish filet, actually, is what draws him to Allen's table. He only sees the back of his head and a pile of dishes, but it's as good a place as any to sit. He makes his way around the edge and sets his plate on the table with a wry smile.] Ah, I was just wondering who...

[Whatever Syrlya was going to say fades out as his gaze drifts from Allen to the Really look at the absolutely absurd amount of dishes beside him. Then he looks back to Allen. Dishes. Allen. Dishes--this boy must not be as human as he looks??]

[exaomori]

[Of course, someone yelling in the middle of the woods is going to catch Shura's attention while she's on patrol. Tim? Who's this Timmy? All she can do hope that one of the bigger animals didn't escape from its cage since that would just be a giant pain to deal with when all she wanted was an easy shift.

What she finds is a kid hanging out on a rock, looking entirely too pathetic. What, did he lose his dad or something? With the mark on his face, a familiar may be more likely.]

Oi, whaddya makin' a racket like that for, huh? This ain't the place for a nap, y'know.

[It's just dark enough in the woods to catch the way her eyes seem to glow. But hey, the bikini and short shorts might be more distracting.]

for Tykiiiiii ♥ /How thoughtful/

[prazerbutterfly]

[There's something comforting about a cozy trailer and a warm bed to sleep in at night. The hot shower within it was Tyki's favorite thing about the entire ensemble.

There's no welcome home sign to greet him nor the allure of waiting friends with smiling faces. Instead the crisp smell of apples, assorted cookies, and faint lingering scent of flowers wafts tantalizingly at his nose followed by the view of the very comfortable couch that stretches across half the trailer. It bids him inside with its lush softness and the various cabinets that line the walls across the edge of the ceiling are occasionally etched with a small mark of a butterfly to signify that cabinet may have belonged to someone important. Little does Allen know the owner is still very much around.

To the right is a set of chairs surrounding a clean table. A vase and dead flowers rest there unused likely for a week or more. Counter-tops, a stove, and mini refrigerator grace the bottom and the gentle rug spreads across the floor to ease in the morning's comforts. To the left of his view rests a small walk in bathroom, sink and shower included, and on the far end a wooden wall with a tall ladder leading up to Allen's waiting bed.

It's staggeringly comfortable like someone has put some minor effort into making it last a long while but all of that is wonderful in its own right compared to what waits above him on the back wall behind him near the door. Who knows if he sees or hears them first but at the sign of an intruder into Tyki's room, the Tease have started flitting their wings in alarm. Thankfully there are less than ten and none of them seem to be intent on attacking just yet.

The low drawing sound of something sliding fills the air as Tyki's fingers push open a short door and from under Allen's bed is now the clear evidence of a second bed. Tyki can't ignore the pull of Innocence no matter how hard he tries and he'll lazily tuck his chin into his palm as he rests there on his belly with a wide grin.] Breaking and entering a strong suit of yours too, boy?

1/2 <makes a face>

[likethelight]

[ It sounds like a very comfortable place. Homey, even. (Well, except for the dead flowers.) But so much so Allen would start to wonder what the catch is and is in fact hanging back for a moment wondering if he even got the right trailer—until said catch makes their presence known. Not to Allen—but to Timcanpy who suddenly whirls up in a panic and alerts him.

Tease.

Unmistakable, always. Hard to ever forget them when they've exploded through a corpse in front of your face and you've had one shoved inside your chest. And it's why Allen's guard sharpens on a dime, whirling around with widened eyes and a dawning sort of horror. ]

What—

[ Shit. ]

2/2

[likethelight]

[ Tyki Mikk.

His expression immediately sours.

You... this guy??? Just lazily sprawling there??? Accusing him of intruding?? After he knows you and Wisely have been dogging him for weeks??? What kind of creep does that?! If you're going to be his enemy be his enemy, stop trying to be all buddy-buddy!! It's just disturbing! ]

What are you doing, following me even here?!

[ GET A LIFE, TYKI ]

[likethelight]

[ internal scream

No, Allen just freezes quite suddenly, a hand still on the cabinet handle and a loosely sheepish kind of smile on his face. Although Yukio's appearance and that he's wearing black robes with... it's not a rose cross but that is a kind of cross it seems... yeah no, it definitely contributes to a rising panic. It kind of looks like a Vatican clergy uniform, just how much trouble is he in.

Keep calm Allen, he doesn't seem to recognize you. ]

Ah... [ His smile twitches for a moment. Haha this is fine, probably.. ]

Sorry, I was just hoping to find some... gauze?

[prazerbutterfly]

[The wood creaks underneath his fingers as he uses the edge to shove himself out from his hole head first. Thankfully for Allen, he's not completely naked. He managed to pull on some pants the moment he was alerted of a guest.

Following him? He could laugh.] Tease, calm down. [It's all he needs to say. In an instant they calm to their methodical wing flits and start to roam once more along the walls. It's not that he doesn't want to attack Allen. It's just that he can't.

His hand slides up into his hair to push it back, fingertips folding lazily upon the panther ears pinned back against his skull and he pinches one with a pull to show them to him. His newly acquired long tail slides out lazily in a drag and he uses his other hand to pick it up. It's almost like he's offering them as some evidence he's suppose to understand.] You're the one following me. I've been here at least three months. I think...

Barging in like that, disturbing my sleep. I know you lack class but at least show some manners.

[likethelight]

[ What? He started to say something and just trailed off..

Looking up as he noisily sucks down the last of he noodles (does he chew?? it would seem not..), Allen blinks curiously for a moment as it seems he has company and.. ah...

Sorry he doesn't mean to stare but he's quite sure he's never seen anything like you before, sir. And he's seen a lot. (Is it.. um... even 'sir'?? Maybe?? He isn't sure?? Also he thinks that might be leaves and not hair but???) ]

Ah... yes? [ Cricket.

He swallows the last of the noodles. He'd kind of forgotten to the moment he actually looked at Syrlya. ]

...would you like to sit down?

[ Just... just roll with it, Allen. ]

[likethelight]

[ No but he has kind of lost both of his dads.....

He startles a bit when Shura appears, rising up to his feet—but sobering when he actually catches her appearance. Mostly for the glowing eyes, even if his own are a pale luminous silver now. Not just for that being something he isn't used to yet, but also because of having really bad experiences with other people who have glowing (gold) eyes.

He would wonder if she was cold dressed like that, but... ]

I wasn't napping..

[ It's careful, the way he speaks. Lightly guarded; it's reflex when you're on the run and anyone stops to talk with you. ]

I was trying to find my way out [ of this whole mess get him TF out ] of these woods.

[reflash]

[The pin is not a rose but Yukio's uniform is absolutely similar enough to the uniforms Allen is familiar with to trigger that rising panic. After all, he is an exorcist and True Cross Order is controlled by the Vatican.

And yeah, Yukio picks up on the freezing but he also assumes it's the panic of being caught trying to break into the medical supplies cabinet.]

I see. Well, since you're here, why don't you let me take a look at your injury?

[He's polite, and professional, but also pretty clearly not planning on taking "no I just need some gauze" for an answer.]

I'm Yukio Okumura, one of the medics here.

[likethelight]

[ What the hell happened to Tyki Mikk.

The whole thing with the tentacles when he'd struck him with his sword was one thing but!! What the hell is this!! That's a tail!! He feels dizzy, what kind of sick fantasy is this...

But it isn't a horrible dream—and certainly he caught Allen's attention at "I've been here at least three months"—so his expression sharpens at that, sobering and not even rising to the pointed barb. Shit.

This is really bad. ]

Have you become so shiftless you actually became a cat? [ So dryly, dryly stated.

It's tense though. Wary, and his hands are balled up at his sides like someone ready to run or fight. What the hell kind of situation is this. ]

[exaomori]

[Being guarded isn't a bad idea in a place like this, even if he was hollering about Timtam or whatever a moment ago. She'll listen to him, hand on her hip.]

Nappin', restin' your eyes, all the same.

[Shura herself hasn't quite adjusted to the change in her eyes. Being spooky with her eyes is her--and his--last concern when the kid says that he can't find his way out of the woods.]

Sounds rough. Y'do something stupid while you were here or somethin'? Might be stuck with the rest of us.

[Considerng that she's among the idiots who weren't careful and got stuck, she really should watch what she's saying...]

[prazerbutterfly]

[He's wearing his human glamour right now which is why his now always golden eyes should stand out as unnatural like this. Yet he fixes that at Allen's words as umber grey bleeds from his skin and that stigmata breaks through onto his forehead. He's shown no one this except for one that might've caught it when they were both enthralled, broken, and trapped in a trailer while the Prince was being taken down.

It's not just a horrible dream turned reality. It's a nightmare.] There is a lot to explain so you may as well sit down. [His hand sweeps towards the couch as he walks towards it a brushes a few Tease off the cushions into the air.] It's Fae Magic. The longer you spend here the more likely it'll start to envelop you. Eventually you'll start to change gradually.

[He looks out the window above the sink with a brush of the curtain to spy how late or early in the day it is. Tyki was asleep but that doesn't necessarily mean it was night or early morning. It's then that a realization starts to dawn on him and he'll turn his head over his shoulder to stare at Allen.] Wait, did you not come looking for me?! Are you here willing~

[likethelight]

[ INTERNAL SCREAMING INTENSIFYING

Thankfully Allen is very good at compartmentalizing. And at trying to avoid letting his name drop given his sudden realization that crap, there might be people here that would recognize him. He is a polite person except in certain circumstances who usually all about social graces but sorry Yukio, this situation is a little different. ]

It's fine, it isn't anything that bad. [ (Gloved) hands raised up, he's quick to say that! A little too quick.. ]

I can do it myself, I wouldn't want to be a bother.

[likethelight]

[ Because how else is he supposed to find Timcanpy! He's the only thing that keeps Allen from getting lost half the time. ... Most of the time. ]

I didn't do anything stupid! [ Defensive? Only a little. But.. also only a little because that does give him a sinking sort of realization. He didn't miss the "stuck with the rest us", after all. Was she with that same weird carnival them?

That didn't bode well. ]

I just lost a game of cards..

[ Which might be the worst hit on his pride of all, tbh. ]

[exaomori]

A game of cards? [She echoes, bringing her hand to her chin as she considers.]

Yeah, you did somethin' stupid. Sorry, kid, there ain't a way out for you.

[What, did he consider himself some kind of poker pro? Shura drops her hands with a shrug. That's what he gets for gambling. She assumes that he maybe should know better with that mark on his face. This couldn't be his first experience with the supernatural.]

If it makes you feel better, it's not the worst story I've heard.

[likethelight]

[ Thank you but he'll stand. He'd rather not sit around a Noah. Also can you get dressed already.

But he especially won't take move to sit as Tyki's skin shifts to grey and his stigmata appear. Allen may not have Kanda's sense of bloodlust in another, but the shift in mood is unmistakable.

His expression remains somewhat flat, watching him move around the room with skepticism and not budging an inch. ]

As if I'd come looking for you in the first place. [ Zero hesitation. ]

What do you mean, 'fae magic'?

[reflash]

If it isn't that bad, it won't be a bother for me to look at it. [Allen, your refusal is getting suspicious. Yukio takes a step forward, still doing his best to look nonthreatening.]

[likethelight]

[ That is anything but reassuring.

He takes an equal step back. ]

Really, I couldn't impose.. [ He may or may not be looking increasingly squirrely as he looks for a route of possible escape... ]

[prazerbutterfly]

[His eyes roam over Allen's body like he's trying to decipher a puzzle he shouldn't be. He's ready body language but also trying to determine exactly what time he's from. He doesn't understand the concept of multiple points in time but he doesn't need to. None of it really matters. They are still enemies.

He huffs under his breath in disbelief at such a declaration. He steps backwards and turns around, brazenly turning his back towards Allen like he's barely a threat. It's worse than cat features, Allen. There are manticore wings there, small and useless.] No, I guess not. Not when you make yourself a magnet for everything to find you.

[He opens a closet to pull his shirt out and pull it on. Allen looks like he's about to run and while he doesn't mind walking out barefoot he should at least wear a shirt in public.] The woman you made a contract with. [He begins with an air of mischievous bait as if probing to see if he did or not.] She didn't strike you as something unnatural? She's a Fae. Something that might not exist in our world but could at any given time.

[reflash]

[It is a tent. Allen could just... run through a wall, scattering tentpegs as he goes.]

It's not an imposition. [Yukio says, not moving any closer.] I'm one of the medics here, my job is to assist you.

Cookhouse (possibly not the 28th, but a boy's gotta eat every day, right?)

[worldlyafflictions]

Shima watches in horror as the pile of dishes continues to grow and grow around Allen. He knows this is supposed to be punishment for all the stuff he pulled as a Harbringer, but surely this is too much!

"Holy crap, I don't have time ta do this many dishes!"

That's a lie of course, he's got all the time in the world at the moment. But still!! Why can't the soot sprites handle this??

"Where're ya even packing all that away??"

He usually wouldn't be this rude but he's assuming Allen isn't a paying customer, which means not only does he have to handle this mountain of dirty plates and bowls and uh. food detritus. but he'll also be helping acquisitions regularly resupply later for this MONSTER APPETITE. He could cry!

ferris wheel!

[kingsroads]

[ And here comes someone walking right in front of Allen, blocking his view of the ferris wheel. The lights of the ferris wheel reflect off of Strange's mirrored hair and eyes. It'd be an oddly pretty sight if it wasn't attached to this lanky Englishman. Despite all the shimmers, Strange has an unmistakable case of bedhead. His clothes are also rumpled, like he just got up from a nap.

His clothes are also unmistakably 1800s. Strange isn't wearing a coat or cravat, but he's got on his shirtsleeves and a dark green waistcoat. And it's only as he walks in front of Allen that he realizes huh, wait, someone's there. Strange looks down at Allen with a languid and slightly tired expression. ]

Hmm? You're new, aren't you?

[ He certainly looked new, at least. Except for that odd golden thing. ]