Misery. [completed]

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Character(s): Allen Walker and Lady.
Content: The hardship of transferring to a different world--and the struggle for a companion.
Setting: Just inside Niflheim.
Time: Afternoon of Monday.
Warnings: blood?



As if moving was ever the most fun experience, try completely (and randomly) get sucked into to another dimension, a place that even rocket scientists would probably question over. The worst of the worst, of course, is the fact that he "moved" to another place, completely unprepared, having neither a place to stay nor the money to stay anywhere. Allen Walker was doomed to be living out in the streets if this continues.

The white haired boy sighed as he posted his message at the message-board, hoping that someone would answer his call for a job. He desperately needs one. Allen was definitely getting pale because of the lack of food, also the fact that the rain is steadily pouring upon him, wetting his attire hastily. Luckily, he left his world wearing his Exorcist uniform; which was almost like a black leather and hooded trench coat with white linings. It was because of this uniform that he haven't been freezing his ass off.

The little golden ball following him, Timcanpi, only continued flapping his wings as its owner's misery grew, causing dropletes of liquid flashing towards Allen's eye, making him grumble in annoyance. As if on cue, the floating ball settled itself upon the very tip of Allen's head.

"There's gotta be someone out there whose hiring," Allen tried convincing himself, glancing around the area to see if anyone he knew that was familiar to him.

Nope. No one. At least for now.

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Allen relaxed seeing the seemed tense girl smile, it ceased down his worries of the other hating him for whatever reasons. At least she's beginning to open herself to him, making him feel trusted, and that did nothing but brought a wide smile upon his face, appreciating his success.

He leaned his aching back against the wall behind him, letting out an exhale to prove his weariness. Ah, yes. He was sure-as-hell tired, not to mention the fact that he haven't been eating for quite some time now. Allen was starting to feel weak because of the lack of nutrition and wondering around isn't helping it much at all. The only thing that was helping was the fact that the 'journal' has rather an extensive amount of things. From chat rooms to message boards, it was truly something he could use to forget his hunger, although not as much as one would need. But it’s good to pass time with. He’d give it an ‘A+’ if he could find the inventor.

He watched the wounded girl as she shifted into a standing position, and he couldn’t help but wonder the different eye colors he caught a glimpse of the color of her eyes, and was instantly reminded of his own eyes, but his thoughts were quickly cut off as the other spoke.

“Wow, that’s a real coincidence!” he exclaimed as he watched the girl take a grab for her weapon, in which he became in awe of. It was awkward seeing such females carrying around such a massive weapon. He would’ve be surprised seeing a male doing so, but it’s just that… it seemed a bit… manly, with no intention of sexism. “Is that … heavy for you, at all?” he questioned, tilting his head to a side like your average curious little boy.

He didn’t expect an answer, really. Obviously it wasn’t for it seems that she have been carrying that around for quite a while, being a demon hunter. “It’s nothing! You weren’t being, ’snarky,’” he bristled at the word. “And yeah, I was dropped here all of the sudden, I don’t know why,” Allen answered honestly, a tint of exhaustion bordering the tone of his voice. “Oh! I’m Allen. Nice to meet you,” he said as he reaches his hand up at the standing lady to shake her hand, smiling brightly.

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Lady was probably just as tired, cold, and frustrated compared to how things were two days ago. It was a huge difference, where she was starting to wonder herself if staying near or in Temen-ni-Gru was a good thing; at least she could make her way back home. But shoving Temen-ni-Gru out of her mind, Lady was enjoying the few moments where she wasn’t surrounded by sin demons or giant floating whales in the sky. But hey, she just ran into an exorcist, and she was very sure she was going to like him for his profession and mannerism alone.

Come to think of it, most of her priorities were so focused on finding the Sparda twins, Lady hadn’t even begun to think of a job or anything else around here. Only a small glance to the street, she crossed her arms. “What a shame, not a single demon here. I don’t know whether to be worried or grateful.” She spoke her thought out loud, gradually loosening up quite a bit. “Apparently a lot of people got dropped off here. I wonder what happened....” Hopefully it really wasn’t all connected.

Lady’s thoughts were veered onto her cannon, she looked at it and back to the younger man when he asked if it was heavy or not. She couldn’t help but make a small scoff along with another small smile. “This thing? I’ve gotten so used to it, it’s not heavy at all...most of the times.” The glances she got when Lady made it through the gate, she was quite used to. If this was a normal man, a bit older, Lady would have chewed him out for the question, but this time she let it slide by.

“Ah, ha, nice to meet you, too, Allen,” Lady did reach down to shake his hand, only studying his marking again...just for remote curiosity. He sounded just as tired as she did. When Lady pulled back up, crossing her arms, she looked at him sympathetically. “You sound tired...Why were you out here, anyway? Looking for someone or did you need any help?”