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⛧ Aʟʟᴇɴ "ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴇsᴛ" Wᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ★ ([personal profile] likethelight) wrote in [community profile] prismaticrap 2020-01-09 06:51 am (UTC)

[ That's a great idea Link, but you're going to have to give him a moment. He's a little busy. A man on a mission. But don't sound so huffy; please, they had to get dressed around each other plenty of times in the past. Although in retrospect, Allen is having a hard time thinking of any occasion where Link wasn't perfectly uniformed and dressed at all times or in pajamas that weirdly never seemed to be out of place...

And don't worry, he keeping his necktie on. (It makes all the difference, alright.) Coat too, honestly, don't get your feathers in a ruffle. He just needs to see. Though honestly, his body language is more frantic and worried than anything. Especially as he unbuttons his shirt up to his middle and— ]


Ah—

[ It's... smooth. And just skin. No feathers from his Innocence plugging up a gaping hole that won't shut, no festering heat from the Noah in him screaming in protest. Well, he has a scar on his stomach where it was, a spidering and unpleasant sort of one like the skin had been burned or, more accurately, somehow corrupted, but... ]

It healed... [ A few crystal shards fall from the scarred edges as well. The wound from Kanda that had made his life hell for months... it healed.

His head feels clear. Empty and clear for the first time in forever. That's what he had meant. ]


Link... [ Should he... say anything? Is it something he even needs to hide? Couldn't it be something that changes everything?

Does saying it aloud jinx it? ]


I don't feel it anymore. Any of it.

[ Like the Memory—like the 14th—was gone. ]

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