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[...Well, this was a little unexpected. Kazuma finds himself standing at the center of the village plaza later on this evening, pretty much having the same pose as the icon, although in new feather garbs. He looks at his surroundings. There was something vaguely familiar about the village, and this pain behind his back...like a dream he once had long ago. Slowly it comes back to him.
He chuckles quietly upon realizing where he was. This was a joke, right? Oh, but of course Luceti was always good at causing interruptions for everyone wasn't it? He sighs, no point in questioning it. He should just go and find his clothes.
As he walks to the clothing store, he realized how quiet it was. Not that the village was quiet in the least, it's his head. It was almost unsettling how quiet it was in his head right now. Terumi would surely have a say or two right now but...nothing.]
[Kazuma can be found at the clothing store after his return wearing not his old clothes, but the uniform Hazama wore in the NOL. Odd. Yet Kazuma didn't find anything strange about it at all, like this was totally what he has always worn. What he found strange was that he couldn't find his journal. Didn't new feathers usually get them upon arrival?
He'll be checking the various stores, the item and weapon shops afterwards for his things before concluding his journal wasn't here. It couldn't still be at the old House was it? Ugh, he's not sure if he wanted a reunion, but the journal is kind of vital in this place. Maybe he can sneak into House 48 without anyone noticing. So he can be seen walking down the path towards House 48 from the plaza.
Once there, he'll be as quiet as possible getting in and getting out with his things...damn that front door sure makes an awful loud creaking sound and this house--this house stinks like cat. Ugh.]
[OOC: The Malnosso have messed around with Kazuma's head and a few other things, so this is who he believes to be right now. Though he doesn't share the headspace with Terumi in Luceti. This is lasting for a week.]
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He actually manages to stop himself from yelling out.
Because he knows that he would probably eat the dirt or even die again. Without the Azure, Ragna stands absolutely no chance in taking on this bastard. It's a lose-lose situation, yet he can't urge himself into moving so he can hide. He just stands there, dumbfounded at the sight.
He could have sworn that Terumi was gone.]
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And he has a feeling that he had the upper hand this time. He smiles at the thought and then turns to face him]
Is that you, Ragna? [...He probably couldn't convince him who he actually was, but then again, Ragna always hated him before to care.]
Why the dumb look on your face, hm? Have you lost your way?
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It doesn't matter.
This just fucking sucks all around.]
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[so what will he do if he took one step towards him] Or did the Malnosso take your voice away? Which, to be honest would be an improvement.
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Keep the hell away from me, you bastard.
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[It ain't right if Ragna wasn't charging right at him. He's eyeing that arm that seems rather limp.] I do sense that you seem to be...lacking something.
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[You are hiding something cause he can see through that bluff. When has Ragna ever not been hesitant to get a hit in?]
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What'll I do? [Got to keep it up. There's no way that Ragna can back down now. It'll be like opening himself up to being shanked.] I'll rip your goddamn head off!
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How? By yelling at me? You're not going to use your toy against me or-- [Oh gosh, this is just too funny.] You can't, can you!?
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Don't start stuffing words in my mouth, you sonnuvabitch! [He grabs the hilt to Blood-scythe with his left hand. He can do this much, yeah.] Bring it on!
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I will! [Have fun dodging a horde of snakes coming at you. He might even notice some of them are aiming for his azure arm.]
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He raises the sword and lashes it out at the snakes in an attempt to destroy them before they hit. Or at least deflect them.]
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[Kazuma won't stop sending snakes at Ragna, attempting to make him feel cornered.]
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[He keeps swinging his sword, slowly being forced into taking steps back to increase the time between each snake. He's getting tired.]
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Ragna better be ready to block or he's going to get a nice cut across his chest.]
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Shit!
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Not so tough anymore now are you!?
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Gah-- Dammit!
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Oh, I'm so sorry. Is that arm bothering you again? Cause I can cut it off for you this time.
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Goddammit-- Get off of me!
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How did you manage to lose your arm again? Oh...wait, don't tell me. It was during that one time, right? That time when you were acting crazy and releasing all that seithr around the village? You had to be such a pain.
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H-How did you...?
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Oh, I see. Hehe, of course you wouldn't realize now.
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... No.] --Kazuma!?
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