tvk | GUESS WHO'S BACK.

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neah walker

GUESS WHO'S BACK.

It appears that this place has taken a liking to kicking me out, and then bringing me back.

[That voice seems familiar, doesn't it? It most definitely does, because he has been here before. In a much cleaner state, really.

His voice is hoarse. He seems out of breath about something; like he's just gotten into a fight and someone punched him right in his throat.

Funny.

All is explained when the feed clicks on and Neah is much more visible.

Crimson staining his clothes; along with his skin. There also seems to be fresh blood dripping from the tips of his hair. Either way, he doesn't look fazed. He's been through this before. Twice now. His wounds don't hurt as it did the first time, but damn. Does he look happy.]

I complain too much about how this place has awful timing, but I must say... [A chuckle.]

What perfect timing.

[He goes quiet for a moment so he can catch his breath.] What have I missed?

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[Look, he doesn't like it when people cry in front of him. Much less, April.

At first he thinks it's because he's covered in blood, but, then he realizes that she's crying because of something else.]

Sorry. This isn't very pleasant.

[They were tears of joy at him being back, but now they're tears of joy mixed with worry.]

W-w-what happened? Are you okay?

Nothing important. Don't worry about it, alright?

[He's taking this lightly. No need to have anyone worry too much, right?]

Could you bring me a towel? It seems that the concierge won't let me in.

'N-nothing important'? You're covered in blood!

[But fine bro, she can fuss over you in person.]

Okay, I'll be down there as soon as I can. [Since she doesn't live at the hotel anymore whoops.]

Merely history repeating itself. No big deal.

[Fine fine. You have your rights as a little sister.]

If you're far, don't bother.

I don't live far from the hotel, so I'll see you soon. [Nope gonna get down there and fuss over you, big bro.

So she'll be heading there with a towel in her hands.]

[Yes well. He'll play the waiting game until April gets here. He hopes that she will soon, because he doesn't like it when people are staring at him.]

[And here she comes with a bag containing said towel and a few bandages too. Cue her charging over to him when she spots him outside the hotel.]

N-Neah!

[Casually, he waves to her when he sees her. A soft smile appearing vaguely before it drops. He is a tsun tsun, after all.]

Thanks for coming all this way.

[So tsun bro. But April immediately holds the towel out to him when she's close enough.]

I-it's nothing... And, um, I brought some bandages too.

Thank you.

[Again, he smiles pleasant and takes the towel. Shrugging off his coat that he will definitely not be able to use anymore. Small loses.

Sorry, little sis. Seems like his suit is stained with crimson and ripped up just like his coat. Great.]

... How good are you with sneaking into a building? Unfortunately, I can't wraps these in public.

[She gives a smile back, but her expression immediately turns to worry at the state of his suit.] Um... I-if you want, you can get bandaged up at my apartment. It's not far from here.

[He stops what he's doing and looks down at his clothes. Again. ... Yep. He'll definitely have to take her up on her offer. Else he'll bleed to death again.]

If you wouldn't mind.

Okay, follow me! [And she'll just lead him to a nice little apartment not far from the hotel.]

[And he follows! Very slowly, because blood is still dripping from his skin. He seems to have forgotten that this moment in time is what led him to his death in the first place.]

Have you been well?

Yeah, I've been fine... It's been quiet here, but a lot of people are being brought back recently. [And as she speaks, she's just gonna be working on bandaging him up okok.]

Ah. Did many people leave? [He'll just be as calm as ever. He knows how his place works.]

[Yep, there's the faintly sad look as she continues to bandage him.] ... Yes. And not all of them have been brought back. But I'm glad to see some of my friends again.

I'm glad. This place has a bad habit of pulling others away without their consent.

[Have a headpat with a free hand of his, April.]

[April smiles faintly at the headpat, and she soon moves away once she's done bandaging him.]

Okay, I'm done... How did you get so wounded anyway?

It's ah...

[He trails off. Remembering that he never did give a full explanation. Ever. Except for his shadow, but even then.]

It's a bit of a long story. However, I can give you a short version, if you'd like.

Okay, let's have the short version... Oh, and let's go sit down. [And now she's gonna lead him over to sit on the couch.]

Within my blood runs the Noah gene. We hold the memories and hatred, you see. My true form has never been revealed in Prospero, because of the dynamic of the city.

[Which is good.] There are fourteen of us that hold the gene. We're known as "The Noah Family".

[He takes a breath in. Realizing that... He never... did... talk about this. Only a few people knew what he really was.] In short, I murdered them. Only leaving 9th apostle and the 1st Apostle.

The 1st Apostle, The Earl of Millennium, is the one who kills me. All else is history. ... Or will be, when I return.

[A pause.] If I ever do.

[April just listens in silence, and for a few moments she isn't sure what to say. What she should say.

So she simply moves to hug him instead.]

[Hurp! He wasn't expecting that hug at all. He graces April with a look of surprise and a muffled "what".

But not to worry. He registers the hug with a soft hug of his own.]

Nothing to worry about, my dear. This is merely history.

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