#💖 ❛ ┉ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴɪᴛʏ.

[zihudie]

❛ there’s two ways we can do this. the easy way, or i cut you. ❜

“With what? You don’t even have anything to cut me with.”

[zihudie]

she was almost asleep. she loved dancing and she knew that college was going to really push her with the crazy schedules and intense rehearsals. she was beat, face pressed into the pillow as she lazily kicked her boots off. fuck she was tired. thankfully, she could sleep in tomorrow and worry about things then. she was almost asleep - before she shot up and grabbed her phone, quickly dialing her girlfriend's number. " shit, babe, sorry it's so late !! "

⟨ N/A ⟩ ⋰ @fcnikkusu

It’s getting LATE and while Lenalee can’t claim that she’s okay with not talking to Aki as per usual, she’s still reasonable. It’s perfectly okay for Aki to be exhausted, to want to come home and slam face first into her pillow. After all, she’d seen her slump straight onto the floor and take a nap there after dance practice—a bed was practically heaven in comparison.

But just as Lenalee is giving up on a call tonight, her phone rings and a smile lights up her face as she answers. 

“Hey! I was starting to think you’d FALLEN ASLEEP.”

[zihudie]

"What happened to your pretty face,?" She was taller than herself, but it did not stop her from closing in and reaching a hand towards the woman's cheek; gently. "Who did this to you?"

“You should know,” Lenalee says. body weak though her voice remains strong. It was the Noah; it was always the Noah. They didn’t care about what they did to anyone or anything. Hurting her wasn’t even the WORST they’d done, compared to the state Lavi was in...

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @thenoahofdreams ┉

“What do you want with Allen?” 

The question is a good one. Her interest in Allen is apparent, having KISSED Allen on the Ark. But all Lenalee wants to know is why? For what reason has she developed such an interest in him after attempting to gouge out his left eye? 

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @pumpupblonde ┉

“You’re name’s Yang, isn’t it?” she asks, a smile spreading across her face as she greets the stranger. Yang. That’s certainly a Chinese name, though that’s not exactly a common forename. 

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @hellthinking ┉

"I don't want you to think; I just want you to answer because this is a very important question: Have you ever had a pedicure?"

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @bacon-of-hope ┉

All she needs to hear is the sound of SNIFFLING and Lenalee’s already hunting for the source. In a room of only a handful of people, it’s not hard to pinpoint who it’s coming from and Lenalee finds that the source of such sad sounds is none other than Allen Walker himself.

“Allen?” she calls gently, laying a hand on his shoulder. “Is everything alright?” 

She gets her answer when he turns, but it’s not what she was expecting. The red nose, the watering eyes... No, he’s not crying, but it’s not much better... “... Are you sick?”

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @dvtto ┉

Rounding the corner, she barely realizes the person in front of her is no normal human in time to skid to a stop just out of their immediate range. “You... I recognize you! From the Ark!” 

Her only intention had been to pursue the golden golem that had flitted away from Allen abruptly. She was the fastest; it was only common sense that she’d be the one to give chase. 

“You’re one of the ones that hurt Krory and Chaoji!”

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @fcnikkusu ┉

“I didn’t know you could DANCE.”

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @illusivedoll ┉

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten what you did to Lavi.”

Her voice hitches, threatens to crack and break because lord does it hurt to think back to that fight on the Ark. It hurt to remember Lavi turning on Allen, being forced to watch as he attacked him and then turned his flames on himself. She scarcely wanted to think about it, but staring at the Noah before her made it  impossible not to. 

A tear drips down her cheek. The memories are as painful as they were back then, leaving a scar on her heart that’s not likely to heal anytime soon. 

“I will NEVER forgive you.”

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @ccrda ┉

She’s been staring at him for a solid minute and it’s easy to see this is staring to irritate him. But even the ugly face he’s making at her now doesn’t jog her memory.

“... Who are you again?”

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @unmeinohasu ┉

“Remember when we were little and I mistook you for a pretty girl?” she asks, a slight laugh following the words though she highly doubts Kanda will be half as amused as she is by the memory.

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @shatteredlotus ┉

“... Kanda...?” 

Her eyes go wide at the sight of him. For a second, she thinks it’s another DREAM, that she’s conjuring up fictitious reunions with her friends for the hundredth time. Kanda, Lavi, Allen... All the time she dreams about finding them again, about running into them on the streets or saving them from whatever danger that’s kept them away for so long, but today...

“Is it— Is it really you?”

[zihudie]

" What would happen if somebody were to take those pretty shiny rings you have on your ankles? " the tone he spoke in -- and that devious little smirk of his -- hinted at not exactly good intentions he may have, provided the other would share this information.

His intentions were obvious the moment he opened his mouth—and given his striking resemblance to a certain General, she can’t even claim to be surprised. This, however, is a question that she can’t quite answer, given no one’s ever tried to remove them without her consent. 

“You’re welcome to find out the hard way, if you want to risk getting kicked in the face,” she says with a smile far TOO pleasant for the threat spilling from her lips. She’d like to see him try to take her Innocence. 

[zihudie]

❛🌸 @himitsunochie ┉

“What about this one?” Lenalee asks, ignoring the confused eyes of onlookers that seem to be judging her for opting for such bigger sizes of dresses. After all, she’s rather petite, standing much shorter than Lavi does—and she’s not about to correct anyone and say the dresses are for Lavi. Better that they’re spared the gazes of strangers. 

It’s better if SHE has to deal with.

“What do you think?” 

It’s fairly simple. Very nice for one of their first dresses, considering their wardrobe is so lacking that she almost found it offensive. Hence why she’d drug them out here: To find a few nice dresses that they liked. And that was only the start, of course. Make-up, skirts, hair accessories... All of those were options, as well, and no one would bat an eyelash if Lenalee put a few of these things on the Order’s bill. 

The dress is designed to drape across the shoulders and that might be a little lost on Lavi, but she’s sure Johnny could fix that if she asked nicely. It’s a little on the shorter side of modest, but nothing like the skirt she typically wore. 

“I bet Allen would like it.”

[zihudie]

⋆ ━ finishing touch.

❛🌸 @mumeinopiero ┉

“Oh, hold still,” she says, trying to hush their whining about how much of a bother her tugging is. It’s to be expected. Allen’s never gotten this kind of treatment before, never done this themself, so it’s only natural that the little tugs on their hair would be unusually sensitive. 

“Stop fussing; I’m almost done.”

Lenalee pulls their short, white hair up and wraps a beautiful, red ribbon around the tuft of hair. Regardless of what anyone says, Lenalee thinks it’s perfect. “See? It’s coming along nicely. Now I just have to do the other one!”

A bright smile spreads across her face as she hands them a small hand mirror, showing off the first of two small pigtails.