Thirty-Ninth Reap → Action
[Ragna had already returned from the dead a few days ago, opting to drag himself to the village by himself (the whole self-inflicted seclusion thing) and not trouble anyone else. He didn't want to do anything with anyone else. Not after what he remembered doing, being forced to watch as his body acted on its own, nearly killing multiple people and causing so many injuries. He nearly killed Noel, for fuck's sake. The last thing Ragna wanted was to ask for help over the journals.
Especially not in a moment of weakness. There was already someone who attempted on Noel's life after the entire Kusanagi incident last year, so the last thing Ragna needed was some jackass trying to do the same. He can't defend himself. Not with the Azure mysteriously missing. His arm wasn't working, and he could barely see out of his right eye. It was entirely gone, and it was a godsend after what happened. But he was in no shape to fight again. Not that he wanted to, anyway. He just felt all around awful about it. For once, he didn't want to fight his way through his problems.
But more like himself, he didn't want to see anyone at all. Especially Noel. He felt like he was back on his own for the first time in two years.
When he managed to make it back to his house, noticing that it was kind of... messed up, he decided to go elsewhere. There was no need to put himself in a position of being found by others easily. Ragna needed time to himself, away from the people he knew. Sure, he had to answer for what happened eventually but... no, not now. So he holed himself up in whatever free room he could find elsewhere while shit blew over, and made sure that he wouldn't be seen by anyone. Just keeping to himself.]
[Today? Ragna needs to go outside. Apparently there was some draft and some other crap that went down while he was dead, and he didn't really care about any of that. Long as no one bothered him in his angsting over what he did, then he was fine with the village being on fire for all he cared. The only things on his agenda was getting around the dame village as quietly as possible, and doing two things.
1) Getting to a few of the stores to grab supplies and, hopefully, getting back out without anyone noticing or questioning him.
2) Scouting out places he could stay if he needed to relocate from his temporary residence after returning from the dead. Plus, he wanted to check out some of the damage done to the village while he was gone.
Ragna took precautions after situations that could put himself in danger, and after Nox attacked Noel last year, he knew it was possible that he could be jumped for whatever he did as the Black Beast. Maybe the village being in disorder would help him keep his cover, or maybe it would make it worse. Either way, he had to do those two things while trying to be sneaky. And not having the use of his right arm and eye made it really difficult to navigate well.
He just hoped that if he ran into anyone while doing those two things, it wasn't someone he attacked.]
Especially not in a moment of weakness. There was already someone who attempted on Noel's life after the entire Kusanagi incident last year, so the last thing Ragna needed was some jackass trying to do the same. He can't defend himself. Not with the Azure mysteriously missing. His arm wasn't working, and he could barely see out of his right eye. It was entirely gone, and it was a godsend after what happened. But he was in no shape to fight again. Not that he wanted to, anyway. He just felt all around awful about it. For once, he didn't want to fight his way through his problems.
But more like himself, he didn't want to see anyone at all. Especially Noel. He felt like he was back on his own for the first time in two years.
When he managed to make it back to his house, noticing that it was kind of... messed up, he decided to go elsewhere. There was no need to put himself in a position of being found by others easily. Ragna needed time to himself, away from the people he knew. Sure, he had to answer for what happened eventually but... no, not now. So he holed himself up in whatever free room he could find elsewhere while shit blew over, and made sure that he wouldn't be seen by anyone. Just keeping to himself.]
[Today? Ragna needs to go outside. Apparently there was some draft and some other crap that went down while he was dead, and he didn't really care about any of that. Long as no one bothered him in his angsting over what he did, then he was fine with the village being on fire for all he cared. The only things on his agenda was getting around the dame village as quietly as possible, and doing two things.
1) Getting to a few of the stores to grab supplies and, hopefully, getting back out without anyone noticing or questioning him.
2) Scouting out places he could stay if he needed to relocate from his temporary residence after returning from the dead. Plus, he wanted to check out some of the damage done to the village while he was gone.
Ragna took precautions after situations that could put himself in danger, and after Nox attacked Noel last year, he knew it was possible that he could be jumped for whatever he did as the Black Beast. Maybe the village being in disorder would help him keep his cover, or maybe it would make it worse. Either way, he had to do those two things while trying to be sneaky. And not having the use of his right arm and eye made it really difficult to navigate well.
He just hoped that if he ran into anyone while doing those two things, it wasn't someone he attacked.]
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...admittedly not too hard in the wake of everything else that went down and all the ongoing shit she's still wading through, but when she sees a glimpse of that head of white hair
and that coat if he has itshe veers from her path to the bar and follows him straight into the food store instead.And then says nothing. Yet. Just watching to see what he's doing.]
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It's kind of sad. How he looks while trying to adjust to these new changes in his life. Even if it's happened to him once before, he didn't have to adjust to having one arm in Luceti. But now... he just looks completely out of it.]
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Been to see Noel yet?
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... No, I haven't.
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It was all his own fault. He grits his teeth.] ... I'm not gonna do that anytime soon.
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How nice of you. So you're going to make matters worse by not showing her that you're back. What, is writing a "P.S. I live" note really that hard?
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It is! I just... can't!
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He spots Ragna grabbing supplies not that far from where he was right now. He doesn't quite say anything yet. He's not sure what he SHOULD say. He had seen the entry Jubei made. They were practically making a hunting pact to kill him. So he calculated he would be back around this day. Although he wasn't exactly trying his hardest to find him. So for now he's just going to kind of... stare at the guy, trying to figure out the best thing to say in his head.]
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He doesn't even have that sixth sense to feel like someone was staring at him. Ragna just... picks out supplies with one hand.]
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So. Uh... tough week huh? [That's how you break that ice.]
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Dammit.] You're...
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[...]
Do you-- do you remember anything...? [He's going on a hunch, but he's sure you remember SOMETHING.]
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It just makes him feel powerless.] ... Everything.
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I would've preferred if you didn't have to find out about... him that way. I know you two got along decently enough. Mostly through threats, but...
[Look at him talking about the Hulk as if they're two different people! ...well they technically are but shhhh.]
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That's all you care about?
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This is also the first time she's really taken a look at the village after this past week. What happened to the house she stayed at was one thing, but the whole village... the Malnosso have really done a number on it.
Her fingers absentmindedly touch the cloth bandage that covers her neck, a mostly healed wound hiding beneath it. Even if the healing magic here is amazing, and her recovery is moving at an almost frightening rate, there's still a twinge of pain she can feel when touched. A bad reminder of what happened.
...and then the other question.
Where is he?
Why hasn't he said anything? Are the Malnosso not letting him go? Should... Should she check the house to see if his belongings have vanished? The thought itself makes her feel sick.]
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The striking color is quick to catch her eye, even from far away. That red jacket that sways in the wind, and the silvery hair... there's. No mistaking it, is there?]
Ah...?
[It's. It's him isn't it? It's really him. It has to be him. He's back-- back! Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she breaks into a run after him as quick as she can, tears filling to the brim.]
Ragna! [The blonde comes close to tripping on what debris her feet hit, but that does nothing to deter her sprint. Her arms extend, and... Noel practically jumps into him and gives him the biggest hug she can muster...]
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Alive... y-you're alive again...!
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It's not like he can catch her, either. Not with one arm indisposed, so he just stands there and allows her to do what she wants. But there's not much more he can do except:]
... Noel, let go of me.
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So after a moment's confusion, she reluctantly removes herself from him.] S... Sorry. You're not hurt, are you?
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But he has to try and keep his distance because... this isn't right. Ragna starts to move away from her.] Just leave me alone, alright?
[He nearly killed her.]
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He should talk to Ragna. But will Ragna even want to talk? For now he tentatively watches, trying to decide what to do. Though he isn't making his presence too hidden.]
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Would he want to talk? He doesn't even know. He doesn't want to talk to anyone, but if cornered, he'd be forced to. It's already happened three or so times.]