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[ No haggling?? Todoroki no. Though while Allen gets a somewhat haunted grimace at that, he also isn't surprised at the slightest. The other is such a straight forward and direct sort of person that he can't see him trying to strike any kind of bargain and just taking everyone at face value. Even merchants trying to upsell their wares.

It's not a bad thing, in fact quite the opposite. But oh... it hits him right in his tightwad little soul. Ouch. ]

A necromancer? [ That steals his attention entirely though. A touch alarmed, but... not entirely. His mentor was... somewhat one as well, one of the many hats Cross wore. But it didn't mean Allen was entirely comfortable with that either. ]

He's interested in trying to find ways to reverse corruption as well?

[he feels you, allen. especially when it came to buying tools viktor is finicky, to say the least.

he nods, ripping off a piece of bread as he says,] Fascinating, isn't it? His world seems to have a great deal of them. Or I suppose I should say worlds, they live on separate planets.

[which also fascinates him! space travel is definitely not something runeterra has.] We mostly spoke of a separate research topic, but several ideas from it I think can apply to ours project. [he dips into the bowl with the bread as he says,] I will ask him. He actually invited me to stay with him rather than sleep here, so I see him often.

[ He drops his spoon. ]

Planets?! [ That... that was possible?!?! He's seen a lot of crazy things be possible in the Trench but that...!! ]

-- ah... [ collect yourself Allen, this is the Trench. strange new things you never considered before is the norm ] That's good! [ still collecting himself and processing what Viktor actually said ] Finding a friend to live with.

I'm glad. [ you should take care of yourself more, after all. says the pot to the kettle ]

Isn't it incredible? They can travel in ships through space. [his nerd is showing. he leans in a little as he says it, grinning.] What I would give to get a good look at one myself. Ah well.

[poor allen, i guess to be fair komui made a giant robot once so it's not totally shocking tech can be wild.

he pauses a moment before his expression softens a little and he admits,] It is. I never had a roommate before, it has been a pleasant experience.

[ Komui's robots, among other things, are exactly why Allen is as leery of scientific experimenting and technology as he is.... Viktor, you're very lucky you come across as far more level-headed than most of his other scientist friends. Otherwise he'd be treating this whole place like it might blow up or try to inflict something awful on him at any moment.

Also it helps he didn't have his full memories when they met. Still, planetary travel is a new level—

Sort of. His gaze becomes a little distant for a moment actually, recalling that— and how maybe it isn't all that strange. Huh. ]

I've never really had a... proper one. [ It's a long story, and complicated. Does an assigned guard dog he became friends with count as a roommate? It's still a different sort of thing even if they slept in the same room... But the more important thing that both of those just reminded him of --

He looks back up at Viktor, meeting the other man's eyes in a way that's a little uncertain and more sobered. ] Viktor...

I got my memories back. All of them.

[oh, that has viktor sobering as well, putting his spoon down to give allen his full attention.]

That... must be a lot to process. Would you like to discuss it? [there's a touch of concern there, really more for just how much it is to process for somebody. a whole life, likely with a lot of painful moments, people he can now remember to miss.

a hesitant moment and he reaches over to put a hand on allen's arm, a squeeze before he pulls away, something he hopes is an assurance of some sort.]

[ The hand on his arm catches him a little offguard, his expression becoming a little slack with awe. Viktor doesn't usually make gestures like that, so to do that--

Allen blinks, but smiles then. Grateful, and shakes his head slightly. No, it's okay. You don't have to worry about him. ]

It's alright. I'm... glad. [ Even if it is a lot. Even if some of it really scares him, the uncertainty of parts of it. His left hand, his Innocence he's been relying on and believing in so much...

No. He can't think about that too much right now. ]

Even if it's a lot, it makes me feel better. Everything I felt about this place, the corruption and how people can become beasts... I'm even more certain of that now.

[ Because unfortunately... some things never change. ]

[viktor nods, brow still a little furrowed as he tries to imagine just processing so much information at once. even if it was all happy memories it would be a lot, and he points to the food like eat!

surely he needs his strength. between fighting dragons and remembering himself again.]

How did it happen? Was it one of the portals? [maybe one led back to his world and that triggered something?] I am glad if it brought you any peace though.

[ He doesn't need to be reminded twice -- or perhaps he did, which should say more about his state of mind than just about anything else. Because he smiles lightly, a bittersweet twist of one, as he takes another spoonful. ]

Mm. I presume so, at least. I never saw it properly, but... something from my world came through. An akuma. [ No talking while chewing this time, either. He takes his time for once, continuing to speak softly and thoughtfully. Demeanor bittersweet and sober, there's still a very faint sort of smile he has. Hard to tell if it's genuine or not.

Just weighty. ]

They aren't like beasts, although some people might confuse the two. [ He... actually did, for a while. Due to his half-forged memories slipping together and them being so similar. ] It's a living weapon that's powered by the suffering of a human soul. I remembered when I saw it.

[ Like something long dormant in him had finally come alive and made him realize he'd only been partially living for months. ]

Todoroki was there too.

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That does sound similar, in a morbid way. [viktor answers, food forgotten himself as he considers all this. a weapon made from the human soul is such a loathsome thought it shows on his face, the heavy grimace as he tries to picture it.

mostly it makes him think of the woman allen saved, that moment he could see what she was twisted into. deliberately making these? it horrifies him more than he can express.]

I am glad you had him with you then. He is a reliable young man. [yup, still todoroki approval city. he has to ask though,] Who would make such a weapon?

[ There's barely a flicker to his expression, but is Allen likewise glad? He's... not so sure. Somehow... he feels like it might have damaged Todoroki in a way. Stolen something from him that people shouldn't have to give up, even if he knows the other will be alright. That's what encountering an "akuma" does, even in a place like the Waking World and the Trench. That's the kind of guilt he can't shake.

He breathes out. Somber and slow, with the greatest sort of quiet weight. ]

The devil.

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[in truth the devil as a name means little to viktor aside from being some sort of demon. his world doesn't have the same mythos but he can understand the weight of that tone and what it likely means. what a being who would do such a thing must be, what a seemingly insurmountable obstacle.]

What is this 'devil's' aim? To destroy?

[ In truth Allen doesn't even mean it in the literal sense, though he maybe once partially did. In fact... between his life being the Waking World now, his memories having been receded for so long, and even then everything that had been happening for the last few months that he does remember now in his world...

...even that once simple truth... he doesn't know. Even his hatred of the Earl and seeing him as a monstrous thing entirely inhuman, a devil -- with everything else... he doesn't know. And Viktor just made him realize that.

He really did know nothing. ]

To win the war, I think. One to bring about the end of the whole world. Of humanity, at least. [ The tone is a little sullen; moody. That answer is also nowhere near as simple as he once thought it was, and to be honest he really... still has no idea. The more he learns the more he realizes he didn't know anything. ]

That's why they weaponized human souls and turned them into weapons. [ Against fellow humans. ]

[ But this topic, ah...

He jolts, seeming to suddenly realize himself and the situation. ]

Ah -- sorry, sorry! [ He's waving his hands quickly, looking to Viktor and hoping he hasn't depressed him or brought the mood down too much. ] That's all past now and, ah...

[ He trails off, sheepish. A small and lopsided little smile hanging crooked on his face. ]

...not the greatest topic to have over dinner. When you put so much work into it and there's so much to celebrate. I'm sorry. [ he soured his own appetite. awful. ]

Ah ah, I was the one who asked. [viktor points out with a wave of the hand. he never thought he'd be happy to hear the worst his world deals with is the whole crippling classism and poverty problem.

his focus is on allen though, expression softening a little despite himself when he says,] The food will keep. We do not have to speak of it but the offer remains, if you wish to.

Not to be painfully sentimental but your wellbeing is important to me, hence the food. Emotional wellbeing counts. [ugh, being sappy. he's so bad at it despite doing it often enough.] So, either tell me more or we will discuss some pleasant distraction, hm?

[ Oh, that's... ] Viktor...

[ He's about to get teary into his curry-thing. That... that really means a lot... And he hesitates for a moment, swallowing, before quickly blinking the dampness away and cracking a week sort of laugh, scratching a little just under his nose. ]

I'm really glad to have met you, you know? [ Ahhh, his voice cracked a little. Drat...

But really. He composes himself, smiling in a quieter and more subdued kind of manner then. Eyes trained down on the food Viktor had made him. ]

It's okay though. It really is fine.

[ He says it gently and frankly; he does truly mean and believe that, and isn't saying it like some hail Mary bandaid. ]

It's just something from another lifetime I wish I could have understood a little better, that's all.

[oh no, allen's having emotions. that means viktor has some too, and really people are going to realize he's sometimes sentimental. unbelievable.

still, his smile is soft, somewhat understanding of how overwhelming care can sometimes be.] I feel the same.

[he could say for their work, but it's more than that. it's good, to have people to worry over, who worry in return. people to share meals with.

he clears his throat, attention turning back to his bowl.] Yes, understandably. I'd still suggest what I did before of keeping a journal about it, it may help you collect your thoughts on the matter.

[ Allen frequently has emotions, Viktor. He bleeds them everywhere, sometimes literally. You get used to it and how it can pull on your own; he's even gotten Shouto to light up or smile a couple times.

But it's okay Viktor. Allen already has you pegged for a softie, in that he recognizes you have a good heart. Right from the get-go; it's why he likes you. But he knows better than to point that out and will just smile and be a little warmed by that reaction. ]

You think so? I was wonderingf about that... [ Talking with his mouth full? Talking with his mouth full. You know his spirits are back up when that happens.

He swallows. ]

I was trying, but I've never really been much good at things like that... [ His penmanship, ah... It sucks. There's a reason Krory had been tutoring him. Having to write pages and pages of reports tends to leave a less than nice taste in your mouth about such things too. ]

[stop bleeding literally everywhere please, think of shouto. but allen getting back to his meal makes viktor ease a little, glad he seems to be cheering up somewhat.

he digs at his own plate, considering,] Hm, well you could make audio journals in your omni I imagine, if that would be a more comfortable medium. Or type into it? In truth I'm still getting used to omni.

[fascinating thing, he loves it truly, but wow it's a Lot sometimes.]

[ never ]

The what? [ No, actually, he looks really confused for a moment.

-- oh ] You mean that... crystal?

I just use Timcanpy for that. [ Using a weird crystal thing is so strange to him!! What even is it or why. The idea of talking at a creature made of your own blood to convey and receive your messages is way more natural, clearly. ]

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[that makes viktor blink- well! valid honestly? viktor can't exactly blame him for that, though he hadn't considered it himself. weird magic stones are clearly the way to go. its at least sort of technology.]

I admit I genuinely forgot omens could be used that way. [he glances to rio, who is still chilling with tim.] Well regardless, I am sure Timcanpy can make audio logs for you in a similar manner. It'd be worth a try.

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i do this constantly, you are amongst friends

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