Allen Walker (
save_the_souls) wrote2016-10-01 12:35 pm
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hey
hey babe r u awake
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Yeah, I'm awake.
What are you doing up so late?
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well
i dont have a first mate anymore
rogue left
and she left me coffee and a note ordering me to drinkk it and uh
i havent had coffee in a rly rly long time
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[Here's hoping she's going back to something nice. Allen didn't know her very well, so it's hard to say]
That sounds like something she'd do. Do you need help with drinking it? [MAY NOT BE GETTING THE POINT]
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about that
i uh
drank it
already
thats why im up
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[Okay he may be snorting on his end]
How much did you drink exactly?
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what do i do
im sleepy but i cant sleep
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can i come over
maybe ill fall asleep easier with u there
[Plus he... is still a bit upset about Rogue, so being with his boyfriend ought to help ease that as well.]
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[Which he may have gotten down there using his powers but shhh. He couldn't take the clinic anymore]
Just come on over, okay?
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ill be there soon then!
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See you soon, Cowboy!
[ When Clay gets there, Allen is in his quarters since he's not really sure about getting back up to greet him. He's sitting on his bed, his crutches propped up against the wall. He's holding onto Timcanpy, and from the looks of it, he's watching some recording from the golem while he waits for Clay to come. ]
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When Clay reaches his room, he gives a knock, then goes ahead and pushes it open.]
Hey you!
[He says it in a stage whisper, seeing how he's not sure if anyone else on the ship is asleep. After that, he climbs down the ladder, a little too tired to do his usual show-offy move of leaping off the last few rungs, and makes his way to the bed. He looks alert, yet tired, his hair messier than usual as if he'd been running his hands through it in frustration. He'd normally try to look more presentable, but he's just too damn tired to care.]
Watching something?
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Allen will break his eyes away from watching it and smile over at Clay as he climbs down the ladder.]
Hey you.
Oh...it's just an old memory. I was feeling a little nostalgic.
[But as Clay approaches and he sees how tired he looks, he'll turn off the video and set Tim down. Then he scoots over on the bed and open his arms as an invitation for Clay to grab a hug. ]
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[He smiles a bit at that, climbing into the bed and taking Allen's invitation to hug him. He's already got his sleep clothes on, just a sleeveless shirt and loose-fitting, comfortable pants, having decided he didn't particularly care who saw him walking around like that.
Once Clay pulls back, he still keeps an arm around Allen as he looks down at Tim, remember the images he saw as he was walking over.]
Old friends?
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[Allen will wrap around Clay in turn and lean against him, taking a moment to kiss the side of Clay's head affectionately]
How're you feeling? Still caffeinated?
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[His thoughts keep whirling at a million miles per hour, orbiting in such a way that he can't ignore it, and his heartbeat's a little fast because of all the caffeine too. To someone who drinks a lot of coffee, two mugs probably isn't much, but for someone who doesn't...]
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[It's easy to hear when you're curled up together like this.]
It's okay. Maybe we just need you to relax. Get that big brain of yours to power down.
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[Still, the movement of his cheek indicates that he's smiling because of it]
So what do you propose for relaxing?
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