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Noah's bookman 3
Title: Noah's Bookman #3
Rating: PG for violence? Maybe pg-13?
Summary:What if, instead of being sent to record the secret war with the Order, Lavi was sent to the Noah? Would Lavi stay neutral or lose himself to the Noah as he did to the Order? This is his record.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lavi, Tyki, Kanda, Daisya, and Noise Marie. No pairings
Chapter Summary: Lavi has the worst luck. As he travels out and about, he encounters his favorite exorcist and this time, he's got friends. (Parallels issue 43)
Original: on devArt
Noah's Bookman 3: Second Encounter
Lavi sipped some tea in a shop in London. He'd been tracking the movements of the Exorcists for three days and his information lead him to Turkey. It hadn't been long since he'd begun to share information with the Noah. They were here somewhere but he needed to be careful. Kanda was among them.
“Yeah, I've seen them,” said the man behind the counter.
“The people in black coats and silver crosses, yeah?” Lavi reaffirmed.
The man nodded. “Yeah, three of them. They were in here this morning for breakfast.”
They were close, perhaps even right around the corner. Lavi would have to play his cards right to get the information he wanted. Plastering an inviting smile across his face, he propped his chin on his hand, inquiring, “Ya happen t' hear anything they were talkin' 'bout? Maybe where they were headin'?”
Judging by Lavi's expression, the man behind the counter thought nothing of the question. “They were talking about something innocent, but that's all I heard.”
The bell attached to the door jingled and the man looked up. “There's one right now.”
Lavi glanced over his shoulder. The man was tall with a small ponytail and something covering his ears. Noise Marie, most likely. Supposedly this man could hear most everything around him. It was best for Lavi to leave before anyone really noticed he was there. And so the redhead simply took his leave, slipping out along the shadows of the room.
Out in the light, Lavi made haste back towards the alleys to slip away from sight, but luck wasn't with him today. First a tight grip on his arm then a sword at his neck. Kanda had caught him from behind.
“So we meet again.”
Their last encounter was still fresh in Lavi's memories. His shoulder still ached with the scar that remained from Kanda's attack. “Seems so.”
“Time to finish what we started,” Kanda stated, tightening his grip on Lavi's arm.
“I don't think so,” Lavi gritted his teeth. In a swift motion, he drove his elbow backwards into Kanda's stomach, then his boot into Kanda's knee. With Kanda's brief release in his grip, Lavi took the opportunity to push Kanda backwards then follow up with a spinning round kick before bolting off in the opposite direction. At this point, the crowd in the bazaar had dissipated at the sight of Kanda's sword, which made a quick sprint in the opposite direction much simpler.
Kanda scoffed as Daisya came up behind his teammate, along with Marie.
“That was the Bookman, wasn't it?” Marie noted.
“Why're we chasin' this guy anyway?” Daiysa inquired, playing with the Charity Bell in his hands.
“We're eliminating the informant,” Kanda scowled, convinced that Lavi was somehow tracking their movements. “Don't just stand there. We have a mission to complete.”
Daisya and Marie stared at each other for a second. Kanda was losing his temper again.
Marie tapped his ear. “He's in the closest alley on the left.”
“I got it!” Daisya exclaimed, dashing off in the direction Marie indicated. He skidded around the corner and upon spotting the tuft of red hair, he tossed the bell into the air. With a twist of his supportive foot, he brought the other foot around, kicking the bell sharply in Lavi's direction.
That noise, the jingling, caught Lavi's attention and he turned but it was coming too fast. With only one eye, projectiles were incredibly difficult to judge. It had no life force to judge and completely nailed Lavi in the chest. The force threw him back into the side of a nearby building, the stand in front of it crumbling on top of him. Dust and pieces of fruit flew about, concealing his location for just a moment. He winced a bit as he shifted, attempting to recover. Right now, he had an Innocence sitting in his lap in the form of a giant door bell, but that wasn't the least of his worries. That ruthless swordsman wouldn't be far behind. Disappearing into the crowd wouldn't work as it had fully dispersed with the commotion. A few faces peaked out from behind curtains, but most had tucked themselves out of sight.
Lavi reached into the pouch he kept on his belt, removing a small black ball. The ball moved, uncurling its wings. The Tease seemed to stretch, awaiting a command. “I need help,” Lavi told it. “Go find your master.”
Gripping the Charity Bell, Lavi pushed himself to his feet and took off running down the alley. He briefly saw the trio running down the alley after him. He'd now successfully disarmed one exorcist, but what to do with this thing? It jingled, possibly looking for its master. He didn't have the hands of the Noah. He was incapable of destroying it, but he could take it to the Noah himself. Unfortunately, the bell tugged about and slipped out of his hands, returning to Daisya.
No matter, Lavi rounded the corner, but unfortunately it was a dead end. He sprang up, nearly scaling the whole wall, but something tugged at his foot. He turned to see Noise Marie with his hands in an odd position. Was he the source of whatever had taken hold of his foot?
“You have nowhere to go, Bookman,” he said.
“I've got no reason t' fight ya,” Lavi stated calmly. “I'm just a neutral force observing the war.”
“Drop the act,” Daisya frowned, coming up behind Marie. “We know that you're with the Noah.”
“I just happen t' be stayin' with 'em t' record their side'a the war,” Lavi lied. He'd become so wrapped up in his recordings, he didn't realize how close he'd gotten to them until he was inseparable from them. Kanda's attempt at taking his life only drove him closer to the Noah.
Marie tightened his grip on Lavi's ankle. Lavi could feel it through his boot, wincing. He lost his grip on the wall and fell to the ground ungracefully. He leaned against the wall, holding his shoulder. Pain shot down his arm from the wound Kanda had given him.
Kanda came up beside Marie opposite of Daisya. A quick motion of his fingers, delicately tracing the form of his sword, and Mugen once again began to glow.
Oh god he was going to die here.
Kanda stood in front of Lavi, staring down at him. “It's time to die, informant.”
Oh but that wouldn't be happening. Behind the wall, rose several Akuma, which immediately began to fire upon the Exorcists. Now distracted with the Akuma, Tyki phased through the wall and helped Lavi to his feet. “You alright?”
Lavi nodded. “Just a bit sore.”
As Tyki couldn't phase Lavi through the wall, they'd have to go the long way. But their travel was interrupted by Daisya suddenly bursting through the wall right in front of them.
Tyki and Daisya stared at one another before a sinister grin crossed the Noah's face. He reached into Daisya's chest, removing an organ from his chest. Daisya fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Lavi folded his arms, watching Tyki drag the Exorcist over to a lamppost.
“What're ya doin', Tyki?” Lavi asked curiously as Tyki pulled some rope from his pocket.
“Leaving a little message for the Exorcists,” Tyki replied, having fun in his work.
“Make him stop...” Daisya begged, seemingly reaching out to Lavi.
“I'm just an observer,” Lavi stated coldly.
Rating: PG for violence? Maybe pg-13?
Summary:What if, instead of being sent to record the secret war with the Order, Lavi was sent to the Noah? Would Lavi stay neutral or lose himself to the Noah as he did to the Order? This is his record.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lavi, Tyki, Kanda, Daisya, and Noise Marie. No pairings
Chapter Summary: Lavi has the worst luck. As he travels out and about, he encounters his favorite exorcist and this time, he's got friends. (Parallels issue 43)
Original: on devArt
Noah's Bookman 3: Second Encounter
Lavi sipped some tea in a shop in London. He'd been tracking the movements of the Exorcists for three days and his information lead him to Turkey. It hadn't been long since he'd begun to share information with the Noah. They were here somewhere but he needed to be careful. Kanda was among them.
“Yeah, I've seen them,” said the man behind the counter.
“The people in black coats and silver crosses, yeah?” Lavi reaffirmed.
The man nodded. “Yeah, three of them. They were in here this morning for breakfast.”
They were close, perhaps even right around the corner. Lavi would have to play his cards right to get the information he wanted. Plastering an inviting smile across his face, he propped his chin on his hand, inquiring, “Ya happen t' hear anything they were talkin' 'bout? Maybe where they were headin'?”
Judging by Lavi's expression, the man behind the counter thought nothing of the question. “They were talking about something innocent, but that's all I heard.”
The bell attached to the door jingled and the man looked up. “There's one right now.”
Lavi glanced over his shoulder. The man was tall with a small ponytail and something covering his ears. Noise Marie, most likely. Supposedly this man could hear most everything around him. It was best for Lavi to leave before anyone really noticed he was there. And so the redhead simply took his leave, slipping out along the shadows of the room.
Out in the light, Lavi made haste back towards the alleys to slip away from sight, but luck wasn't with him today. First a tight grip on his arm then a sword at his neck. Kanda had caught him from behind.
“So we meet again.”
Their last encounter was still fresh in Lavi's memories. His shoulder still ached with the scar that remained from Kanda's attack. “Seems so.”
“Time to finish what we started,” Kanda stated, tightening his grip on Lavi's arm.
“I don't think so,” Lavi gritted his teeth. In a swift motion, he drove his elbow backwards into Kanda's stomach, then his boot into Kanda's knee. With Kanda's brief release in his grip, Lavi took the opportunity to push Kanda backwards then follow up with a spinning round kick before bolting off in the opposite direction. At this point, the crowd in the bazaar had dissipated at the sight of Kanda's sword, which made a quick sprint in the opposite direction much simpler.
Kanda scoffed as Daisya came up behind his teammate, along with Marie.
“That was the Bookman, wasn't it?” Marie noted.
“Why're we chasin' this guy anyway?” Daiysa inquired, playing with the Charity Bell in his hands.
“We're eliminating the informant,” Kanda scowled, convinced that Lavi was somehow tracking their movements. “Don't just stand there. We have a mission to complete.”
Daisya and Marie stared at each other for a second. Kanda was losing his temper again.
Marie tapped his ear. “He's in the closest alley on the left.”
“I got it!” Daisya exclaimed, dashing off in the direction Marie indicated. He skidded around the corner and upon spotting the tuft of red hair, he tossed the bell into the air. With a twist of his supportive foot, he brought the other foot around, kicking the bell sharply in Lavi's direction.
That noise, the jingling, caught Lavi's attention and he turned but it was coming too fast. With only one eye, projectiles were incredibly difficult to judge. It had no life force to judge and completely nailed Lavi in the chest. The force threw him back into the side of a nearby building, the stand in front of it crumbling on top of him. Dust and pieces of fruit flew about, concealing his location for just a moment. He winced a bit as he shifted, attempting to recover. Right now, he had an Innocence sitting in his lap in the form of a giant door bell, but that wasn't the least of his worries. That ruthless swordsman wouldn't be far behind. Disappearing into the crowd wouldn't work as it had fully dispersed with the commotion. A few faces peaked out from behind curtains, but most had tucked themselves out of sight.
Lavi reached into the pouch he kept on his belt, removing a small black ball. The ball moved, uncurling its wings. The Tease seemed to stretch, awaiting a command. “I need help,” Lavi told it. “Go find your master.”
Gripping the Charity Bell, Lavi pushed himself to his feet and took off running down the alley. He briefly saw the trio running down the alley after him. He'd now successfully disarmed one exorcist, but what to do with this thing? It jingled, possibly looking for its master. He didn't have the hands of the Noah. He was incapable of destroying it, but he could take it to the Noah himself. Unfortunately, the bell tugged about and slipped out of his hands, returning to Daisya.
No matter, Lavi rounded the corner, but unfortunately it was a dead end. He sprang up, nearly scaling the whole wall, but something tugged at his foot. He turned to see Noise Marie with his hands in an odd position. Was he the source of whatever had taken hold of his foot?
“You have nowhere to go, Bookman,” he said.
“I've got no reason t' fight ya,” Lavi stated calmly. “I'm just a neutral force observing the war.”
“Drop the act,” Daisya frowned, coming up behind Marie. “We know that you're with the Noah.”
“I just happen t' be stayin' with 'em t' record their side'a the war,” Lavi lied. He'd become so wrapped up in his recordings, he didn't realize how close he'd gotten to them until he was inseparable from them. Kanda's attempt at taking his life only drove him closer to the Noah.
Marie tightened his grip on Lavi's ankle. Lavi could feel it through his boot, wincing. He lost his grip on the wall and fell to the ground ungracefully. He leaned against the wall, holding his shoulder. Pain shot down his arm from the wound Kanda had given him.
Kanda came up beside Marie opposite of Daisya. A quick motion of his fingers, delicately tracing the form of his sword, and Mugen once again began to glow.
Oh god he was going to die here.
Kanda stood in front of Lavi, staring down at him. “It's time to die, informant.”
Oh but that wouldn't be happening. Behind the wall, rose several Akuma, which immediately began to fire upon the Exorcists. Now distracted with the Akuma, Tyki phased through the wall and helped Lavi to his feet. “You alright?”
Lavi nodded. “Just a bit sore.”
As Tyki couldn't phase Lavi through the wall, they'd have to go the long way. But their travel was interrupted by Daisya suddenly bursting through the wall right in front of them.
Tyki and Daisya stared at one another before a sinister grin crossed the Noah's face. He reached into Daisya's chest, removing an organ from his chest. Daisya fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Lavi folded his arms, watching Tyki drag the Exorcist over to a lamppost.
“What're ya doin', Tyki?” Lavi asked curiously as Tyki pulled some rope from his pocket.
“Leaving a little message for the Exorcists,” Tyki replied, having fun in his work.
“Make him stop...” Daisya begged, seemingly reaching out to Lavi.
“I'm just an observer,” Lavi stated coldly.
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