IC Contact; Exsilium

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[debtor]

[Something tells him this isn't a courtesy call. Tyki's readiness has Allen similarly on edge, and he doesn't budge from the doorway, barring Tyki from the apartment. Preparing to attempt to, anyway.

The question, however, takes him by surprise - though he tries to mask it. Poker-facing. Somebody told Tyki, and he can guess who.

"I have bad news for him", she'd said.]

What are you talking about?

[phaseshifts]

Don't fuck around with me. [Usually affable, he's gone all icy now.]

You asked for training. Do you think I forgot?

[debtor]

[HE WAS HOPING.]

I didn't think you cared. Are you here to see how much progress I've made?

[phaseshifts]

[That actually impels him a step forward, close as it might bring them, and his next words come a snarl drawn from a wellspring of sudden rage. Wrath is a memory that belongs to only one Noah, but it's something all of them are capable of.]

I said show me.

[debtor]

[He doesn't back down. Allen stares up at him, gaze sharp and back ramrod-straight. He's quite willing to show off what he's learned, if Tyki's so eager for a fight, but here and now? That's a bad idea.]

It's a sword. Why do you want to see it?

[phaseshifts]

Why are you being so difficult? [Alright, well, he's reaching out to give Allen a hard shove now.]

[debtor]

[Allen stumbles into the apartment! He lets go of the door to hold his left hand out in front of him, ready to push back, or perhaps pull it off.]

I don't want to fight you, Tyki.

[phaseshifts]

I said show me. [He follows Allen right on in, uncaring for his surroundings. He doesn't, for a rare wonder, actually want to fight. Not with his... recent news.]

[debtor]

[It's fortunate there's no one else in here. But still, NO.] Tell me why you want to see it!

[phaseshifts]

[The slightest of pauses and a momentary blank stare. There's no quantifiable reason - just, this is the weapon that will destroy him as he is, isn't it? He wants to know it before it does that. What he'll be up against, here.

... If Allen won't just show him he'll make Allen show him.]

If you don't... [The words trail off. And right out of his cheek, with a wet slurp, the wings of a Tease unfurling. Just one for the moment, but you know how many he can hold - right, Allen?]