Ragna ۞ 03 → WHAT AM I EVEN DOING

[darkenedbeast]

Who: Ragna the Bloodedge and YOUUU
Where: Espoir
Style: EITHER OR. I DON'T REALLY CARE.
Status: OPEN OPEN OPEN.

Ragna was just strolling around the villiage, you know? Why not check out the place since we're here? That sort of thing. With all the havoc that happened last week, he needed some air and now was the perfect opportunity for it. Sides' he

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"What have you lost?" Asks the courtesan, walking up behind him. She walked, dress dragging a little on the ground with her hands interlocked. She offered a soft smile of gentle nature and gave a deep chuckle. "You're very skilled."

[darkenedbeast]

He looks over to the side and raises a brow at the new sounding voice. First time he's seen her around. "Thanks..I guess...It's no big deal. Hmm? What did I lose? I think I lost my sanity. Or maybe I'm just a little homesick. I really don't know anymore."

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She paused briefly, her eyes seemed to glimmer at the last part about being "homesick." Which implied he'd been here a long long time. "So you've been here a long time?" She wanted confirmation. How long would she be here?

[darkenedbeast]

"No, I don't think so." This is unlike him. Usually he doesn't dwell on things like homes but he's been shoved to another world by force. Even if he could go back there would be nothing left for him to see. "How about yourself? I'm completely positive that you aren't native to this world."

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She shook her head, her long brunette hair, despite being tied up, whipped with her movements. She hadn't an inkling as to where she was at all. Though she was worried and partially afraid, she didn't dare to show it. She kept her playful smile and her gentle chortle. "No, bambino, I am not from around here. I am, what you would call 'homesick' as well." She had only been here a day and she was already longing for the sweet scent of Florence and her beautiful nights.

[darkenedbeast]

"Bambino? What..? Well, whatever. I'm sorry to hear that." He lets out a deep sigh. "I've got nothing to do here. It's a waste if you ask me."

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Well, she fully intended to get out but the way things were looking, that was not about to happen soon. She approached him with sly, gentle steps, the way that a courtesan walked. It was evident in her looks, the way she spoke, everything about her reeked of her second profession. Better this than the nunnery she always thought. Then again, assassination always made for a good lifestyle and brought in many florins. "What is your name?"

[darkenedbeast]

"You can call me Ragna." He wasn't really fond of talking. Chatting for this long was something new to even him. He was always preoccupied with things back home but this change was something he wasn't used to.

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Paola noticed the discomfort of the man and halted at a reasonable distance. "Call me Paola." She gave a beaming smile at him when she said it.