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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.]
no subject
He knows it first-hand.
And he knows that he doesn't want to hurt her or anyone else with the Azure ever again. Not like he had a choice. It wasn't there anymore. But he was still not in the right state of mind nor did he have the reasoning to act like he didn't do anything. If the Malnosso caused this, sure. He might be able to forgive himself. As he wanders forward, only to take the long way around the village to return to the apartment he was staying in, it just continued to cross his mind. It was all him. Nothing to do with the Malnosso.
It was all his fault.]