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*There is a dull thud, and then the feed flickers on - it seems somebody has thrown the book onto the ground in disgust. That somebody is a petite-looking blonde girl in the standard New Feather sundress, though her hair is tied up in tails by two black ribbons that some might say make her look like she has rabbit ears.

And she is absolutely livid; all but steaming as she speaks sharply out loud.* --the meaning of this?

Is this some pathetic joke? Have you any idea of with whom you're dealing? To take someone like me and affix these... appendages - not to mention to forcibly change my clothing? How disgusting. I feel as though I shall never be again, thanks to the hands of you perverted, mouth-breathing imbeciles.

Nago, Gii, where are you? Come here at once! Every time I imagine you cannot possibly become more useless, you prove me wrong.

Whatever feeble-minded idiot has summoned me to this place, I demand to be returned this very instant! If you are hasty, I might even deign to show you mercy - the longer you drag your heels, the more excruciating my retribution will become.

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...spend the night in a place like this? I think not. I may not need a guard dog, but a guide would hardly be unseemly.

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[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

Then quit bitching about it and sit still.

[There's some noises, mostly him putting down his drink on a table and leaving his apartment.]

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*And Rachel slams the book shut. Help from Ragna? How humiliating.

What the hell is this outfit, anyway? Where is her normal dress? Ugh, the more she thinks about this the more she hates this place. And the wings...?*

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[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

[Give him ten to twenty minutes, and he'll be approaching Rachel through the bushes and shit. Without a word too.

At least he has his clothes.]

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*Doesn't Rachel look weird in just a little white sundress, Ragna? She thinks she does. Of course, she heard somebody coming and turned*

I should have known better than to expect haste from you.

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[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

We can't all teleport where ever the hell we want like you, Rabbit.

[He crosses his arms. Looks like the Malnosso are bringing new feathers back to Luceti.]

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Even so, I see you're still dragging your heels as you always do. Make yourself useful for a change and tell me where we are... and how you possibly could have been familiar with this area.

It certainly is not Kagutsuchi.

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[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

Tch. [Just make him want to punch you, Rachel. He's getting there, even if he's partly relieved to see you.] It's Luceti. Another world entirely.

I've been here for months, even though I went home for a week or so.

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*She's relieved to see him too. She'll never admit it.* Another world? And you've been here for months?

Do you take me for a fool, Ragna? That unsightly business with Hazama's little doll was barely a week ago.

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[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

This place is full of crap with timelines. I went through all that crap a couple of weeks ago.

[Sigh.] Then landed myself right back here.

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*Pause. And then a Look, Ragna.* Ragna, are you actually trying to tell me that we have found ourselves in an alternate world where time has little to no meaning?

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Do you want proof? [He holds out his journal, it already being preemptively turned to the guide (http://wise-maiden.livejournal.com/24338.html#cutid1).]

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*Rachel takes it, and begins to read.

Ragna, you may notice that she seems increasingly bristle-y as she reads on. Rachel Does Not Like This.*

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[Ragna doesn't like it any more than she does.] Could you read any slower?

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Of course. I could be you. *Slams the journal shut* This... this is ludicrous.

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[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

[Ha ha, funny. B|] Get used to it.

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I see no reason why I should! How utterly intolerable. Do you really think I will stand by and let myself become some scientist's plaything?

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And just what the hell are you going to do?

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*And... okay, Rachel is momentarily at a loss for words. Savor it?* ...I will wring the life from those responsible and feed them to my flowers, of course.

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[Typical. He turns to start walking back to the village, with or without Rachel and his journal.]

Take a number.

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*And she shouts after him, not yet moving* Ragna, you are many things. You are a crude, boorish lout of a man, but I would have never imagined you to be so complacent that you would sit and take this indignity. Have you the self-respect of a dog?

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What the hell made you think I would just sit here and take it? [He turns back to her.] I've got so much shit on my plate here, it's not even funny!

With Terumi running around like he owns the place, leaving is the last thing on my agenda.

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*And that makes her literally stop right in her tracks.* Terumi...?

Terumi is here?!

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Oh, did I forget to mention that? My bad.

[He's obviously just in a really shitty mood, even if he hadn't seen Terumi in quite a while. Months even.]

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Curb your insolent little tongue or I will tear it out. If Terumi is in this place, then...

...he is not the type to sit back and let opportunities pass by. What has he done?