[there's a soft sound of a deep breath being taken, followed by the rustle of clothing and limbs on the go. looking around, he mutters a barely audible 'alma' before his eyes land on the place he is now.
and he remains staring at the cobblestone streets for a while.
a long while.
the blood covering his face is dried but his stare is unrelenting. it's like he's unable to make sense of wtf just happened. harsh breathing. he's not very conscious of what he's doing nor broadcasting through the journal.]
Fuck.
[after a while, he grows tired of the situation, rolls over and faces the sky.
yes, definitely not the place he was in a second ago. he remembers this place - solace, ah - the war and all the months of stupid shit going on and on and on. collar sure is tight around his neck, just as he remembers. but what the hell was that about the noah and him being in jordan and who he had seen on the floor. a dream?]
What, fuck no.
[knows other exorcists are here as well and pretty much doesn't give a shit about the rest of the populace right now. because what the hell just happened? he's up and about again, boy is kicking and screaming.]
Che!
You bastards, where the hell are the Noah?
[ooc: hola. kanda has
canon update. so he remembers nothing after the save point - meaning he mostly just remembers until after being allowed to walk around in the avatican ship. there are spoilers on the canon update, so read at your own risk. we are on a war standstill? THERE WAS A WAR AFTER THE FIRST WAR? kanda finds you all crazy! on another note, heya. feel free to action his ass.]