“hey, hey,”  esen wraps an arm around miku’s small frame, smiling at her in the most friendly manner he can manage.  “it’s nice to finally meet you.  i’ve heard tons about you, mx. miku.”  esen releases miku after another moment, not wanting to make miku any sort of uncomfortable.

           ❝ I sure as hell know I am, did you get your book…uh, what is it? Frankenstein? Do you have that on you? ❞

   It wasn’t often he was sent out on a mission, after all his innocence wasn’t at all suited for combat but when the opportunity arose who was he to deny the order. After all he paired quite well with someone who can actually fight and that person just happened to be this one.

     “i swear there’s a good explanation,”  allen says softly, looking at the mess she turned the room inside the ark into.  IT’S A MESS, destruction as far as every eye can see, with no person in sight except for allen.  she’s breaking ROUGHLY THIRTY SEVEN RULES, but a hand’s behind her back, channeling some sort of energy she can’t really control.

It wasn’t often that they both had some time to themselves.

It was almost time to go to bed, yet even as Allen sat on Miku’s bed in his pajamas he didn’t find himself to be quite tired yet. He curled up to rest his chin on his knees, peacefully watching Miku do whatever that they were doing.

     the singer’s voice is awfully beautiful.  kanda’s been sitting patiently, criss-crossed legs, with soba beside them for a few minutes now.  it’s soothing to listen to, amongst all the noise && CHAOS of the crowded area they’re in.  but kanda’s not even supposed to be outside to begin with, so they know the moment they go to go back home, they’re gonna be in trouble.