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[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| It's certainly very common to see a Rin and a Len together, but what is slightly less common is to see a Len with a small, chibi, Rin plushie. But that is what we have here. Though, he's not carrying it around or anything- he's just sitting next to it.
On a bench.
Trying very hard to pretend it isn't there. |

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[oideoide.livejournal.com]

[Out of nowhere comes a cheerily whistled ditty (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kt44OrcGkU0), another Len walking on by until he sees the doll, stopping only a little ways away from the bench.

Smiling.]

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| ...Okay that he's not going to pretend he doesn't notice, it's creepy. Especially after he noticed that the other Len is missing an eye. It's like being watched by a mysteriously happy murderous pirate. |

...Did you want something?

[oideoide.livejournal.com]

It's always nice to see siblings spending quality time.

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| Looking from the doll back to the other Len and is definitely not blushing. | Tha-She--It's not my doll! It was just there when I sat down, I don't even know where it came from!

[oideoide.livejournal.com]

You didn't notice a brightly colored doll until you sat down?

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

Well, of course I noticed it...but it was just...there.

[oideoide.livejournal.com]

[Gonna be picking it up to inspect it now.]

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| Benzene Len will just watch curiously, then. He's yet to actually touch the doll himself, so... seeing someone else do it feels strange. |

[oideoide.livejournal.com]

It's poorly crafted.

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| Shrugs a bit. Why should he care? | I wouldn't know.

[oideoide.livejournal.com]

[Leans over, presenting the doll in one hand and pointing with the other.] The stitching is off on the ribbon. And there are stray threads around the neck.

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| Well it was nice knowing you, personal space bubble. | Oh.

...S-so what?

[oideoide.livejournal.com]

Do you want it regardless?

1/?

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| Clenching his hands into fists. | Who said I wante--!?

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

...I mean, it's not...

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| Muttering more than anything now. | ...-obably better off...

Okay done now.

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

...yes.

[oideoide.livejournal.com]

[He nods, taking one of the other Len's hands and gently placing the doll in it, along with a golden-wrapped candy.]

Good boy.

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| He's just...staring at them, now. Should he say 'thank you', or something? |

[anti_c6h5cl]

[Also out of nowhere--! There are the sounds of footsteps quietly walking towards the bench Len is occupying from behind it. If Len is not too caught up ignoring the doll to notice, he may be able to sense someone else, someone familiar, is nearby.]

fff <3

[c6h4cl2.livejournal.com]

| While he had indeed sensed this, he has yet to actually move; trying to convince himself he's just being paranoid. Because, while Len had missed...
certain people, from home...he had been thinking that everyone else would be better off without him there.

Which was good. But hurtful. But angering. But... |