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[twisteddelights]

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- Allen Rosehearts
- Marzell Hase
- Vesper Bracken
- Vert Ashengrotto
- Karan Mesmer
- Vincent Atwill
- Lucien Desrosiers

- Kekoa
- Jon Bones

- Reynard Sherwood

- Piper Barrie
- Cinque Bridges

- Maris Akselsen
- Lyrae Cadenza
- Sophia Aschere
- Faye Clefton
- Miku Ikeda
- Alfonso Colombera
- Josie Voss
- Samantha Armati

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[twisteddelights]

[That... sure happened.

Vert has been uneasy in the days following the Overblot, wrestling with his own feelings (and more than a few regrets) but eventually... well. He can't just let this sit anymore.

He has to endure a few rounds of intimidation from the twins before he's allowed, but eventually he knocks on Azul's door with a snack in hand.]

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Who is it?

[Azul sounds exhausted...and muffled. Vert probably can guess that he's in bed, tucked into as much of a ball as his human shape will allow.]

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... It's Vert. Can I come in?

[... Honestly though, he'd understand if Azul told him to screw off.]

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...why the hell are you here?

[That's not a buzz off, at least.]

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You could've died, Azul, why do you think I'm here?

[He can already feel his composure slipping, even though he was trying to keep it together... damn it.]

Plus... I owe you an apology.

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...come in, I guess.

[If the twins let him this far back, they must be okay with this.]

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[Vert lets himself in, closing the door behind him. He lingers for a moment in silence--what does he even say at this point?

He does come closer, but it's... hesitant and uncertain. Azul said he could come in, but... He's unsure how long he'll actually be welcome.

As he approaches, it becomes readily apparent that Vert's not bothering with his usual stoic and cold appearance--for once, his nerves and worry are practically written on his face and he's visibly sleep-deprived. He fiddles with a small box of crab cakes in his hands for a moment or two before holding it out, averting his eyes.]

... Here. I remember you liking these when we were kids, and I dunno if you still do, but... Mmph. I hope they turned out alright, at least.

[He hasn't made them in a while, for one thing, and he hasn't seen Azul touch anything fried since getting here, on the occasions where he hadn't been able to avoid his cousin.]

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...did you make them?

[Because he is eying that box like a man in a desert eyes water.]

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[Nodding.]

... Wouldn't have felt right if I didn't make them myself.

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[Well. That was annoying.

Maris wasn't sure how they got roped into these errands that dragged them all the way out to NRC, but, well here they were. Well, specifically, they were in the Mostro Lounge at the moment, having overheard the name from a couple of passing students.

Also, they wanted a drink and a snack.

The atmosphere was fantastic! Though, they could've done without the pair of eyes on them, watching carefully. They spotted who it was, admittedly, and they weren't sure whether or not to be relieved when Jade seemingly disappeared to go talk to someone...

... Well, they guessed it didn't matter much. Though, they're now thinking maybe they should consider cutting the visit short...]

[sinistereel]

[Yeah not happening. Floyd just slides into the booth right next to Maris, arm around his shoulders.]

Heeey, it's the angelfiiiiish~

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[Maris startles, but to their credit, they do manage to suppress the undoubtedly undignified sound of alarm they would've let out.]

Ah... hello to you too, Floyd. It's been a while, huh?

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Yeah! Way too long! What're you doin' here?

[twisteddelights]

I got asked to run some errands that led me here. Thought I'd get something to eat and drink before I left and I heard a few students mention this place.

So here I am. [They pause.] How've you been?

[And that right there is probably the biggest indication of how they've changed over the years. Maris in middle school couldn't have cared less.]

[sinistereel]

[. . .]

Eh, what'd you do with the real angelfish?

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[Siiiiiiilently raising an eyebrow.

... Which, okay, is admittedly more like them.]

[sinistereel]

[There we go! Floyd laughs and stands, hauling Maris up with him.]

Azul wants to see you~

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[That was certainly an eventful start to the school year. Allen would've liked if it was slightly less eventful.

He would've liked to stick around to help when Riddle Overblotted, but in a fleeting moment of forcefulness, Marzell had dragged him off. Now that the whole mess was over, the upperclassman couldn't stop him from making a beeline to the infirmary.

Even if Riddle didn't know who he was, Riddle was still family and Allen was going to check on him!

Allen... pokes his head in the room. He's not going to say anything immediately... he's not really sure what to say...]

[rulesofrose]

[Riddle has one of Trey's cupcakes and a thermos if tea on the table beside him as he finishes up a conversation with someone on the phone.]

--yes, Dad. Mhm. No, I haven't told Mother and I don't plan on it. [Longer pause.] Exactly. ...mm, I'd like that, I think. I missed you too, Dad. Mhm. ...ah, I--mm. Thank you.

[And he hangs up, utterly unaware of the first year poking his head in.]

[twisteddelights]

[Ah, good thing he'd kept his mouth shut.

Allen... quietly debates whether he wants to say anything or just quietly duck back out.

Well. Now or never, he guesses.]

... Um. Hi. [A beat.] I guess asking how you're holding up is kind of a dumb question, isn't it?

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[Riddle looks up and just. Blinks.]

Yes, so don't ask it. Aren't you one of the first years?

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[... He's just going to... actually enter the room properly. Still going to hang near the door, but.]

Yes. I'm Allen. [... It's a little weird leaving off his last name, but, uh. He's pretty sure that's going to make this more awkward.]

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Allen, Allen...

[Riddle reaches for his phone again to dig out the list of first years he has on it.]

Allen R., Allen X., or Allen A-W.? [A beat.] We have three Allens in the dorm?

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We sure do... That's been an experience. [He laughs quietly and rubs the back of his neck.] Anyway, Allen R..

[rulesofrose]

Allen R....

[Riddle taps on the name to get more information about the guy.

He stops.

Stares at his screen.

Looks to Allen.

Looks back to his screen.

Once more to Allen.]

Auntie Livna has a kid?!