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[ Allen can handle a nightmare or two, or three. In fact it's not all that uncommon for him, nightmares that aren't quite nightmares. But well it's been a week and he's almost at the point where he's barely sleeping. ]
[ That forcefully bright smile of his, it's wavering, giving way to a tired grin when people look at him too long. He's actually probably being a bit creepy but he can't tell. TOO TIRED. ]
[ So as he's trying to make his way to class he somehow ends up in the cafeteria instead. Probably because it's the one place that he remembers the location of without effort. He contemplates trying to find his way to where he's actually supposed to be but...it's not really worth the effort. So he's going to wait outside until they start serving food. He will be found plopped outside, staring at nothing. If you catch him wandering around he'll just be avoiding reflective surfaces, thanks. ]
[ That forcefully bright smile of his, it's wavering, giving way to a tired grin when people look at him too long. He's actually probably being a bit creepy but he can't tell. TOO TIRED. ]
[ So as he's trying to make his way to class he somehow ends up in the cafeteria instead. Probably because it's the one place that he remembers the location of without effort. He contemplates trying to find his way to where he's actually supposed to be but...it's not really worth the effort. So he's going to wait outside until they start serving food. He will be found plopped outside, staring at nothing. If you catch him wandering around he'll just be avoiding reflective surfaces, thanks. ]
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Totally your fault, unknown person. And nice to meet you. The supple knee-high boots that might be walking on you are clean.
Sorta clean.
Okay, probably not very clean. But maybe they still taste like the seal-lion from which the the leather was made! Mmmm seal-lion jerky...]
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Sorry...
[ Yeah, he assumes it's his fault anyways. He was in the way of food, he understands that. ]
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Butt up, cheek on ground, Sokka blinks at--look it's a person!]
Did I walk on you? [Oh yes, very coherent this morning. Afternoon. What time is it?] I must have walked on you. I was looking for a hot dog.
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Uh...right, is it time for lunch already? Are they serving food?
[ Because he's hungry but even if he can't taste the food much lately. ]
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With a groan, Sokka sits up and then looks over at his floor-companion. Sticks out a hand to shake.] Sokka. Honestly I got no clue what time it is. I'm lucky I know it's a Thursday.
... Is it a Thursday?
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[ He accepts that hand though and kind of sluggishly gets up. And he gives that slightly creepy, slightly depressing, extremely tired smile. ]
'm Allen. [ Now give him a minute to count his fingers. ]
Yes, it's Thursday. Definitely. [ A recount. ]
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He's also right next to a wall light. Oops. Perhaps something more physical works with Allen? Like say, a yank and pull? ]
Wake up, sunshine~ It's not a good idea to sleep with your eyes open! Wouldn't want a bug to land on them, hey?
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[ Yanking him all of a sudden isn't a good idea, he kind of ends up half getting up and half falling. Ow, his knees Lavi, his knees. ]
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Yes. Lavi. Your friend Lavi.
Guy you've been through life and death situations with?
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...how long have you been standing here?
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Been here for awhile now. [ FEEL BAD, ALLEN ]
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Have you seen Kanda...Yuu around?
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[A strange perk to being Marco is that he doesn't look tired even though he's getting about as much sleep as Allen. He looks less than sparkly, but he holds up well. At least... externally. Don't be too surprised if he flops down around you and goes to sleep.]
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[ He didn't check the mirror this morning, actually he very deliberately avoided anything reflective. ]
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[ Thanks for reminding him of that, he does feel a bit better! ]
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Let me guess. [Holds his hand up pretending to be psychic. It's his new kink here.] Nightmares?
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Me and everyone else I guess.
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[ Then she looks down... and frowns even harder at the guy sorta half-sitting, half-sleeping on the spot. ]
Just what are you doing?
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I'm...waiting for lunch?
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Something going on inside?
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[ He looks a bit sheepish...yeah he totally missed a class or two sitting here. ]
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Did they let you out early? [ "They" being the classes. ]
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No...I got lost on my way and ended up here and. I was just tired I guess.
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