towerofanimus | 00OX; It is definitely not what it looks like!....

Characters: Mr. Allen Walker and ~~whatever sap~~ whomever is near him on floor 44
Setting: February 15th; Floor 44 (the higher lounge area)
Format: Starting in action, but where it goes from there...
Summary: So Allen decides to turn on one of those fancy schmancy tape recorders in a public area. Hilarity ensues. The effects vary per tag!
Warnings: Allen does not care if you are a girl or not.

[At last, a place to sit... At a relatively secluded part of the forty-fourth floor lounge area, one could see Allen Walker at a far chair, working one the red, heart-shaped tape recorders he had found somewhere.

[The small, gold golem Timcanpy laid in his usual position on his shoulder, staring with unseeing eyes at the device.]

[It was a nice sound. Not at all like the kind of live shows he knows, but something charming nonetheless. He was a bit too enamored with the music to notice his subtle change in mood.]

[...]

[He sees his visitor long before he himself is seen. What a....what an atmosphere this was!...it was...]

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[Shion had seen the tape recorders around but tried for the most part to avoid them. Strange things usually meant horrible terrifying things especially in a month where Ruana was in charge and playing games.

He saw the white haired man as he entered the room and smiled at him.]

[Peering behind the beanbag was the angry look of Mr. Walker.]

[My my.]

[What a glare that is. A look wreathed with hate. Tim gnawed at his ear, as if trying to lead him somewhere else.]

........

[Um... Shion smiled nervously at the angry looking man. He wondered what was wrong, if something had happened.

Really if he was sensible he would just leave, but sadly Reno still hadn't managed to instill any common sense in him. Just the ability to protect himself when his lack of common sense led him to disaster.]

Are you alright?

[Normally, Eleanor has not much use for the lounge. She doesn't need rest like other people do. But what picks up her attention is the small golem, because she's never seen anything like that. She approaches cautiously, as the other seems busy with something or another.]

Excuse me?

[Eleanor tilted her head to the side, portholes a nice, serene green, and stared down at him curiously. She kept her distance, however.]

[Mr. Walker's face was a keen red even before turning it to the newcomer.]

Oh h-hello...

[Inside his mind, he went over endlessly how....when did she get here, anyway? Why was she talking to HIM, anyway?!]

........... [His puppy dog eyes almost seemed to make a sound. 'She's staring right at me!' he thinks. Wonder why a young lady would want to pay attention to him, anyway?]

C-C-Can I help you?....

Edited (likewise editing this was a pain in the bumper stickers. La'Chaim!) 2013-02-15 22:21 (UTC)

[Eleanor tilted her head to the side, before crouching down easily, still a ways away from him. He sounded nervous, and being a looming monstrosity wasn't gonna help with that. She didn't want to scare him.]

Hello!

[She made her best effort to sound friendly, resting her forearms on her knees.]

And... maybe? I was just wondering what that was...

[She pointed a finger - and a harpoon, coincidentally - at Timcanpy. She hoped he wouldn't take that as a threat.]

I've never seen anything like it before.

[The silvery glint of weaponry caught in his eye....only to make him redder. Almost to the point of tomatoes.]

Oh, that?...

[Said little golden orb sprung up into the air and flitted around the room a few times before hovering just before the young madam's face...wherever that was.] T-That's just Timcanpy....

[The tape recorder was utilized as a chest high wall as Allen used it to cover most of his face minus his eyes.] He's a golem....

[Eleanor was mildly taken aback by such reaction, but it didn't... seem malicious? She was slowly realizing the poor boy was just shy. Probably. That's what it was, wasn't it?]

A golem?

[Eleanor offered Timcanpy the palm of her hand, as if inviting him to sit there.]

I've never seen one before, is it a pet of yours?

[Almost as silently as a mouse and just as fast, he was behind the beanbag, peering up at her.] Pet? Kind of...he's my...friend, that's right.

[Tim lands on her hand with subdued grace. It really didn't seem to find anything wrong at all with this person!]

....

His name is Tim--I mean, Timcanpy, or just Tim. You can call him Tim if you want to...

[Despite the embarrassment, he can't take his eyes of of her. Ever.]

Edited ("Overused" much like DBZ is.) 2013-02-15 23:22 (UTC)

[Eleanor reached down to delicately run a finger along the arch of a wing.]

Tim, huh? That's a nice name for a cute little guy like you.

[She then tilted her head back, to look at him, smile clear in her voice.]

Mine's Eleanor. What's yours?

[Step three--Allen has since retreated to a completely different beanbag chair to hide behind.]

...Timcanpy. T-That's his name. It can't talk.

Mine's Allen, in case you were, uh, wondering...

[Tim certainly didn't react to the touch...with its face. It's wing flitted in response, but the thing was entirely immobile.]

You mentioned that.

[Eleanor continues to finger along Tim's wings, utterly unruffled by Allen's sneaky attempts.]

I was asking yours, Allen. It's a nice name.

[From far away...]

T-Thanks.

[Give him a minute.]

Uhm....I was going to ask your name, but that's okay if you don't want...

Eleanor.

[She laughs a little.]

I'm Eleanor.

[She unfolds her body to stand up again, so she can look at him. In the distance. Wow, Allen. Wow.]

Nice to meet you!

[He waves shyly back.]

...meet you...

[If Tim could facepalm, it would have. Instead, it "peers" back at him and shakes what counts as its head.]

...are you alright?

[There goes the headtilting again.]

Is the suit scaring you? I can take off the helmet if it'll make it better.

...eep!...

[He briefly imagines what the face underneath the helmet was like--a ravishing beauty, beyond compare. Although looking at it from far away...might seem like it was ok...]

You can if you want!

[He now has to call out he is so far away.]

[Eleanor takes a moment to put Tim back down the ground, so as to not drop him. It'd be rude to assume it'd fly just like that, really. And then she fingers the latches around her neck, releasing the helmet.]

So?

[Just let her teleport right next to where Allen is, smiling brightly.]

Better?

[Up close, his puppy dog eyes stared right into hers. In truth, she was quite attractive, and that just made things worse.]

....................

[One beanbag switch later, he holds his thumb up in admission.]

...are you sure you're alright?

[Hey look, that head tilt thing? No less weird without the helmet. Just how flexible that neck is anyway?]

00OX; It is definitely not what it looks like!....

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incorrigible internet connection stopped me from making this sooner

aww, it's alright!

it comes and goes, much like a moody cat

I'm almost tempted to make a Nea joke.

at least it wasn't one for kanda or lavi. Because that's overused.

All too true, all too true. Plus, one would lose a hand trying to put cat ears on Kanda.

Because that guy is such an asshole

lmao, true. But it doesn't make the mental image any less amusing, tho.

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[no subject] is gay LOL! ALL HAIL THE REPLY TEXTBOX!

All the replies all the time.