Nineteenth Reap → Action

[black_onslaught]

[There is a Ragna coming into town from the forest after an exhausting weekend of running around on a wild goose chase. And failing. As he comes into range of the town, one might catch sight of him limping around and slamming the side of his fist into a tree.]

Shit. [Punch.] Shit. [Punch.] Shit!

[Then he promptly collapses to his knee from lack of

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[runninghowling]

[Bounding up to you when he spots the falling.] Are you okay?

[black_onslaught]

[Without missing a beat:] I'm fine.

[runninghowling]

Really? [Not convinced dude. Sniffs the air.] You don't smell like you came back from a kidnapping...

[black_onslaught]

Really. [Did he just say smell?] That's because I didn't.

[runninghowling]

That's good... Do you want me to heal you a bit?

[black_onslaught]

No. Because I'm not injured. [And because Ragna is a stubborn jackass.]

[runninghowling]

Oh... okay.

[black_onslaught]

[Wow. That was easier than expected. Ragna likes that.]

... Thanks anyway.

[runninghowling]

[And that cheers the kid up.] It's no problem!

But... whyt are you like this?

[black_onslaught]

That's none of your business. Don't expect me to get all chummy with you just because you offered to give me a hand.

[runninghowling]

[This face] I was just worried okay... Can you make it back to the village like this?

[black_onslaught]

[Sorry, Toboe. Ragna can't help it.] I can and will.

[runninghowling]

... [This face. Gonna tag along all the same Ragna.]

[black_onslaught]

[Why does everyone like tagging along with this kind of angry dude. He limps forward a few feet before stopping.] What are you doing?

[runninghowling]

[Because everyone has a conscience.] I'm going to the village too.

[black_onslaught]

Then go to the village. [Because he's going slow, so you should be fast.]