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Allen Schezar: Hair Styles for Suicide
by Leoanda Taylor
Hair Style #10
Walking through the brightly sun-washed hallways of Fanalia, a young man followed a smartly dressed soldier towards the King's office.
The young man was lanky, dark haired, and he wore a long dark brown coat, with sleeves that fell way past his hands and to level at his knees. His unruly hair and pale skin gave off the image of a sickly foriegner, yet still there was a certain unacknowledged innocence that seemed to linger in the eyes. The young man was named Edward.
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Sitting in the comfortably decorated office, Van signed yet another piece of paper that wrote about the finishing repairs of the left-wing of the castle.
Seriously, Dilandau + Allen = Trouble if not Fire.
Sighing to himself, he glanced out of the window looking off into the sky, and just knowing that his wife daughter and their friends were milling about in the grassy plains just off to the side of his personal chambers. Eyes narrowed, be threw himself back into his work.
Knock! Knock!
"Thank the heavens!" He whispered, jumping to his feet. "Enter!" He called more clearly.
The soldier, and the lanky dark-haired man following, made their way to the centre of the room where the soldier reported his business. Nodding accordingly, Van dismissed the soldier with a bright smile that was then redirected at the pale youth.
"I have a job for you, if you wish it."
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Allen was sat outside, not far from the picnic-ers (Hitomi & Co.), bleaching his already too bleached hair in the sunlight. Yawning, his fingers brushed through his annoyingly bright locks, that sparkled much like his teeth did when he felt he was being noble (Hehehe, Cheesey is more accurate!). His eyes were bright, yet it was clear that nobody was home.
Footsteps resounded behind him.
Turning towards the new noise, he 'tsk'ed and awaited the arrival of Van and a grotesque youth that was following him.
"Allen! I have just appointed our new hairdresser! I thought that you'd like to meet him," Van called out, continuing the approach. Standing before the blonde, Van reguarded Allen with as much happiness as possible. In truth, they didn't really need a hairdresser, but this was an oppotunity that he just couldn't miss.
"Very well! Alright new boy, what can you do to perfect my already perfect hair, hmm?" A snide smile lifted his features, not taking in the fact that the coat was being removed.
"Just a few trims will do," the cold voice spoke out. Stepping forwards, huge, sharp metal sissorhands brushed through Allens hair, letting locks of bleached blonde settle onto the floor.
Overall, the look wasn't bad. Allens hair had been sheared to his shoulders, but there was a slight feathery look to it that gave Allen a nice appeal. A few moments later and a nicely curverd fringe framed Allen's face. However...
"Oh. Oops."
Allen had moved to try to get himself away from those 'claws', and it had ended up with him having his arm sliced.
Unfortunetly, Allen wasn't bleeding much, but he moved once again, and accidentily impaled himself onto those finger-sissors. Instantly killing him.
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Two months later...
"Ahh! Mister Sissorhands, please sit." A kindly old man gestured to the seat in front of his desk, where Edward moved to sit. "Now, it says here that you killed one Allen Schezar with those sissorhands of yours, is that correct? Yes? Excellent! Now..."
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7 points to Team Escaflowne. 3 points to Team Schezar.
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Leoanda: I hoped you enjoyed it! I managed to write this imbetween my lectures, and I have a lab very soon, so I couldn't do too much! Thank you for reading!
Its suicide only that gets points for Team Escaflowne. Who will take the next point? Please read to find out!!
Thank you to every reader and reviewer!! I hoped you liked it!! Thank you!
All together now!
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