rebellions: (sheesh...)
Ragna=the=Bloodedge ([personal profile] rebellions) wrote in [personal profile] blacksong 2018-01-28 01:24 am (UTC)

[Ragna has pretty much given up on trying not to stand out. Not because his fashion sense has changed in any way, but his white hair is enough to get him a fair share of judging looks. He figures it makes him stick out like a sore thumb, but once he hears a familiar voice and turn to see Rose, he suddenly realizes he might not have it that bad.

At first, he just sort of gapes at her ─ and really, who can blame him? There is a flower in the place where she used to have a perfectly normal eye. There are many pressing questions on Ragna's mind right now, such as "What the fuck" or "How the hell" or "Jesus fucking Christ" (the last is not actually a question). Eventually, his brain catches up and he just lets out a sigh, reaching to scratch the back of his head in resignation.]


... Y'know what? I'm not even gonna ask. Pretty sure I know where you got that from.

[It starts with "Re" and ends in "spec". So now that they've got that covered, his initial instinct is to ask if she's alright, but he hesitates at the last second. Mostly because he's fairly sure no one who has a freaking flower growing out of their eye is "alright". Besides, he figures she wouldn't even admit she's not fine (he knows he wouldn't if they switched places). Not to mention he probably wouldn't be the first person to ask that, and he imagines it must be getting old by now.

With all that musing out of the way, Ragna finally realizes he's been silent for a little too long and now things are getting pretty awkward. Still, he does his best to play along with the whole casual thing Rose is clearly aiming for here.]


... So, we're heading in?

[Not as smooth as intended, but he's trying, okay?]

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