Log: Closed

[save_the_souls]

Who: Allen Walker (save_the_souls), Ino Yamanaka (ino) and Jr. (gunslinger)
What: Needing a visit
When: Tonight
Where: The Noble House of Guts (city)
Rating: PG-13 for swearing.

[Lenalee had left earlier this week, leaving Allen with the knowledge that he's missing back home. Missing, possibly dead. No longer did he had the comfort that he would see her when he gets home...for all he knows he has no home to go back to.]

[Dr. House had left today. He had noticed when House hadn't come in...hadn't been in his usual hiding places either. He finally when to check his room and saw the empty name plate. As quick as that. One day he's being an irritating yet informative teacher- the next he's gone. Allen didn't know what this meant for his own future. He once again found himself not knowing his path in this place. ]

[The final straw had been when he opened the journal this evening, and saw Arthur and Morgana's entries. They had seemed like a bad dream at first, some stupid joke. But as he read them over and over again, as he had cut his finger from turning the pages back and forth too quickly- reality set in.]

[In three ways, hope had been robbed from him. No more going home, no more clinic knowledge and no more chance to regain what he had lost.]

[He found himself wandering, as he did whenever he was upset and needing to think. Away from his empty flat (that seemed like a shell now that Gwaine was gone), away from the castle. He lost track of how long he had been wandering until he found himself in front of a familiar house. The house he lived in what seemed like had been forever, but had only been less than a year. Jr and Ino still lived there, didn't they?]

[He thought about leaving them alone, but he felt so empty at the idea of continuing to walk alone that he walked straight up to the door and knocked]

Comments

[gunslinger]

[ Jr. had also done some reading on those entries, though he hadn't put forth his two-cents yet, not even to Morgana or Ino. Instead he...read some more, though this time from one of his actual books. Lost partially in his own thoughts and that of the storyline, it was his quieter form of therapy, used more often these days than simple rage fests.

Though it was interrupted by a knock on the door, Jr. didn't mind too much. He had a feeling he might know who it is, given what just happened, but then again it could be Gale. (Seriously who else visits?) Either way, he gets off the couch to go open the door, finding his first guess standing there on the doorstep.

Not wasting any time, the redhead steps back and pulls the door open wider, calling over his shoulder. ]

Ino, Allen's here!

[ino]

[Ino got up from her chair to go see, when Jr. called. She's not feeling particularly cheerful, not after what she'd read of Morgana and Arthur's entries -- but it's easy enough for her to put that aside when she sees Allen at the door. She knows he will have the worst of this, after everything that's happened between the two of them. She knows she'd be distraught if it were her -- so she'll offer him a reassuring smile when he comes to the door]

Hey, Allen.

[save_the_souls]

[His hands find their way into his jeans pockets, feeling nervous and awkward, yet relieved they were home. Timcanpy catches up now that Allen's finally stopped walking, making a landing on his shoulder and trying to get a look at the two in the house. ]

Hello Jr., Ino.

[He pauses; trying to think of what to say. Surely they already saw the journal entry, so they know that much. Should he apologize for bothering them? ]

...Can I come in?

[gunslinger]

[ Giving Allen sort of a 'Duh' look, why do you think he opened the door for you, man. ]

Get in here already.

[ino]

[And Ino's just stepping out of the way to let him in, too. There's space on the couch for you, Allen :)]

[save_the_souls]

Thank you.

[He steps inside. Man...it's been awhile since he's been here. He moves to sit on the couch]

Did you...um...see the journal?

[gunslinger]

[ Jr. nods somberly at that, shutting the door. ]

Yeah... There's still a chance it could just be a temporary loss, since those happen sometimes. But right now there's no telling.

[ino]

Mm ... we'll have to wait and see.

[she'll sit down next to Allen :( glancing at him curiously]

[save_the_souls]

[he pauses for a moment; he's not sure how he feels about it being a loss or not.]

And if it isn't a loss?

[gunslinger]

If it isn't, then...

[ A little frown, and no quick answer. Arthur had forgotten so much already...both bad and good. Some things he'd shared with Jr. were gone, others were painfully vivid. Things he couldn't outright say to either Ino or Allen, even now. ]

Then it isn't. [ He shrugs, as if apologetically, before sitting in a chair nearby. ] He's still Arthur. People leaving and returning without their memories is nothing new to any of us. His were already...dodgy on several fronts.

He might be more stable now.

[ino]

Yeah, no matter what, he's still Arthur. [she pauses ... yes, it's nothing new, but that doesn't mean it doesn't suck. so she'll offer a sympathetic smile to allen] If we could befriend him once then I'm sure we can do it again.

[save_the_souls]

Right...

[It was good for him to forget so many things, he has to remember that. Even if it is...wrong to think that way, in a sense]

[Arthur had already forgotten everything important about Allen anyway. He pauses]

Dr. House is gone...so is Lenalee.

...A lot of people are leaving, it seems.

[gunslinger]

[ Yeah it's not like Jr. really supports memory wipes. He's just trying to see the silver lining. B( It's hard.

Now he's thinking about everyone else who's gone home the past few months. ]

Which probably means a bunch of people will start showing up before you know it.

[ino]

Probably.

[she sighs]

But it is always hard ... And it was a pretty decent sized group that got sent back this time.

[save_the_souls]

Yeah...

I mean, I understand that it can't be helped and I still talk to new people. But...it does get tiring sometimes. Losing people like that.

[gunslinger]

Well, at least we're still around? [ Such a weak comfort... ]