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Allen stopped briefly to take a break. The path he walked, he was almost certain that he was in town, but had no way of really knowing. The sounds were different during the day, as were the scents floating around. He just about flipped his lid. Allen cautiously wandered about. It felt like he was somewhere totally new..

(Ah jeez.. Couldn't think of anything else x.x)

Allen walked the halls of his manor, remembering what they looked like before he went blind. The manor hadn't really changed much since then, expect now he was the only one living there. How did he even get to this point? No matter how hard he tried to remember, it was always the same. He had dreams, or nightmares, about a fighting with the ground around him blanketed with snow, and then everything went black.

He hated the memory. It gave him nothing to go off of.. Allen wandered outside without thinking about it, and just walked towards town. He stuck close to the shade, where it was always cooler than being out in direct sunlight, with no idea where he was going. Besides coming to town for his herbs, he didn't really have a reason. But, his feet obviously wanted to go somewhere.

Allen, in his dream, of course he couldn't make out her face or anything, but her voice and her scent. That was all he needed to remember. The dream was pleasant enough, it wasn't like he'd ever see her, not even in dreams.

When he woke, he could feel the warmth of the sun. Probably coming in through the window. He slowly got up and wandered to the window to close it, fumbling around first thing in the morning, so to speak. It was maybe late afternoon. Sun light didn't bother him as much as most vampires, being forced to adapt to it over time. He wandered around the manor aimlessly for the most part. He was hungry.

He wouldn't be surprised, if someone found the tree he had attacked. It would probably look like an animal attacked it.. But he wasn't thinking about it, no one knew anyone was living way out here.

Allen didn't think about how strange he had sounded, telling her about making own remedies, understanding how most people didn't do that now days. It was normal to go and buy medication, but he believed in the old days. On his way home, he stopped briefly midway to rest. His eyes were beginning to hurt, and if he didn't stop to let out some of that pain, he would go mad. The only thing he did for the moment was tear into a nearby tree as hard as he could.

He eventually continued home and immediately went to finish his remedy so he could use it. After that was done, the remedy was more of a liquid, and he added the mix to a drink. The effects were agonizing, and exhausting. But he dreamed tonight once he passed out. He dreamed about the girl he had talked to.

Allen hadn't thought about what she said, since he figured she had no idea of his impairment. He did smile though, just a little bit. He picked up his bag and slowly stood, lifting his head when she sounded like she had moved. Was she leaving? Allen shook his head when she asked her question. "I make my own herbal remedies, thought I'd stop by the park with it feeling so nice out." He answered casually.

She spoke again, and he offered her a small smile. "Nothing to fret over, you haven't offended me." He spoke reassuringly. Allen bowed politely, a hand over his heart like an old soldier. "Let's meet again sometime." He said, not totally being serious, but he wouldn't mind talking with her again. Allen also took his leave, quite the walk he had back to his house.

Allen kept his ears open while he made his remedy. His nose distracted from her scent, and now focused on what he was making. The woman probably couldn't smell it, but he could. The mixed herbs had a rather faint smell, that put him at ease a little. She spoke, and her glanced in her direction briefly. The lighting making the dark bandage around his eyes seem like a shadow, but still visible. "Oh? I hadn't thought of that. It's been a long time since I've seen the stars.." He voiced, quieting a chuckle.

He turned his head back in the direction of what he was doing, and put the newly mixed herbs back into the bag. Now he just needed something from home, and the remedy would be done.

Allen seemed to know when he arrived at the park, but he wasn't expecting anyone to be here. He could smell someone nearby, maybe a female. Men and women had different scents. He went and felt around some for a bench, which must've been not too far from the woman, but he couldn't tell. Then he heard her speak, and regardless of whether she was talking to anyone or not, he thought about speaking up.

"It's strange to think no two constellations are alike. Each one is unique." He voiced quietly, being one for science. Allen set down the small bag, which had smaller bags inside it, containing herbs. Opening the bag, he took out a small bowl and the little bags and went about mixing them a certain way.

Allen knew the shopkeeper, since he had been coming here for herbs for while now. It was an elderly man up in the age range of mid to late 70s, but he didn't know his secret. He always kept Allen's order put aside, so he could just give them to him whenever he came by. "Allen, I have your stock." He said as the young male entered. Allen lofted his head and followed the elders scent to the counter. "Thank you, Rodrick." He said politely. He carefully took the small bag and paid the man. "I'll see you in a couple of weeks, then?" He asked. Allen nodded as he left. "Probably." He answered casually.

Allen stood outside for a moment before picking up a sweet scent. He had smelled it before, but he didn't know the source. Shaking his head, he starting in the direction of the park to make his remedy. No one was usually there at this hour, and why go straight home? It was nice out, it felt nice.

The man nodded a greeted to both girls. "Good morning girls." He glanced at Emma. "You must be the new agent, welcome. I'm director Morgan." He introduced himself, holding a hand to the girl. Anne smiled, she was happy that that was a new member.

Allen was up and about his mansion, having felt his way around for so many years, that he basically knew what was where. He used to have everything. Power, a grand title among vampires and servants. Now, he had nothing. He still practiced his fighting skills, but being blind made that rather difficult.. He used his other senses to replace what he had lost, or at least compensate.

Now, it was after nightfall and he made a long walk into the nearest town, which took him almost an hour to make, but he needed herbs and other things. He had to have the proper ingredients for his remedy that he made to keep his eyes from hurting.

Allen
Bio: Allen's past is a mystery.
He has dreams about fighting with some one, and losing. Being left for dead in the reddened snow around him, but he has no actual memories of his past. All he knows now, is that he is blind and being hunted.

He lives alone, in a large deary mansion. His servants either abandoned him, or died off long ago.

Oh, fun! ^~^
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