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jealousy, turning saints into the sea

Who:

black_onslaught
What: It's Ragna's birthday!?
When: March 3rd; afternoon.
Where: The fountain, I guess.
Summary: Making up!? Ragna and Noel grow up a little!
Rating: G or PG

[It's been about a day or so now after the draft, and Noel's been taking her time to settle back into her normal schedule... or rather, what she's trying to grow accustomed to since staying at House 48. How long has it been now? A week? She may be overstaying her welcome, she thinks, so it may be time to leave soon. But where does Noel go?

... Probably back to what she was doing right before Tsubaki offered her a place to stay. Well. That's... mostly fine. Maybe Noel can just settle in one place. Anyhow, she's out and about walking Sol. The weather's progressively getting warmer, thankfully, so it seemed like a good idea for Noel to take him out. It's not like she's been able to spend time with him since the draft.

But she'll probably return to the house in a while. For now, she'll let Sol lead the way. ~~who's walking who?~~

...]

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[Ragna has been considering what course of action he could take in relation to Noel, since he's really been thinking about what he said -- both during that fight they had and during the first time they spoke since then. He wasn't exactly a paragon of virtue in either case, so it only took him a little while to realize that he hasn't been considerate in relation to her... well, feelings.

And Ragna isn't exactly a touchy-feely kind of guy, so trying to figure out how to handle that wasn't an easy task. He's still kind of in the process of it, though things have been distracting him from the matter at hand as of late. Therefore, Ragna needed a break from all this thinking and trying to be nice.

It was his birthday today, and if he was right (because Luceti can only skewer one's sense of time ~~lol canon update~~) he was turning twenty-four today. He might as well treat himself to something nice, so he went to go fetch himself an ice cream cone.

On his way back to CH7, he just happens across the sight of Noel. It makes him stop in his tracks, ice cream cone held close to his face. What should he say? Should he even bother, what with how the last encounter went?

...

Yeah, it's now or never. He has to set shit straight. Ragna does do better when thinking on his feet. Sometimes. Usually not with words. Dammit. Whatever. One ground-to-Noel Ragna torpedo, incoming.]

[Noel hadn't even taken notice of Ragna yet, more into all of the thoughts are going through her head at the moment. That is, until Sol suddenly gets excited and makes a sharp turn to the left--Ragna's direction.]

S-Sol!? [Having trouble keeping up here. Noel continues having issues trying to control the overgrown puppy until--]

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[Ragna.

She stares, dumbfounded, as Sol jumps on the friend he missed so much.]

Sol!? Hold on-- [His tunnel-vision kind of omitted the fact that Sol was even nearby, and the dog kind of jumping on him is something unexpected. Ragna is actually going down because of that.

...

Ice cream cooone noooooo.]

[He sighs. ~~So much for that ice cream...~~ He'll manage with Sol for now, petting him or whatever. At least it'll give him time to procrastinate and try to figure out how to start talking to Noel. It's not easy, after all.

He might even be avoiding eye contact with her right now.]

Ah! [~~Damn, that was some delicious looking ice cream.~~ If there weren't a dog in their presence, this scene would be much more awkward.

But it's still awkward.

Luckily, Noel manages to get Sol off by tugging the leash a bit. Now she just needs to find a way to control his excitedness.] S-Sol, bad! [...] I'm... sorry.

[~~And it's gone to a waste, and it's all your fault, Noel. For shaaaame.~~ It doesn't need to be more awkward. That would ruin everything.

Ragna just sits on the ground, sitting up and glancing from Sol to Noel, then to his fallen ice cream cone, and back to Noel. Sure, it's a wasted little treat that he was giving himself for his birthday, but he'll live with out it. There's just more pressing matters at hand, and now he's done averting his gaze.

They need to talk.] It's fine, it's not like you could have stopped it. He's getting pretty big.

[Noel is on her knees, keeping Sol close to her form so that he doesn't jump Ragna again... which may just happen if she lets go because he's struggling so much to get to Ragna.

She wants to leave, but at the same time... she kind of doesn't. It's a weird, conflicting sort of thing for her. But alas, it doesn't look like Sol will let her go anywhere right now, so she's stuck.]

...he has, hasn't he?

Yeah. [He'll take the opportunity to get up to his feet. As if he didn't tower over her enough when standing side by side, here he was, standing well over her while she was crouched down with Sol. That could be intimidating.

But he's not trying to be. He'd offer her a hand but, well... Sol. So, with a sigh:] Noel. We really need to talk.

[Pft. Ragna? Intimidating? As if! ...okay, maybe a little.

There's a feeling of dread when he tells her they "really need to talk," assuming that this will only be a repeat of their "talk" over the journals... only now, it's in-person.

She hesitates to speak at first.] Is it what I think it is?

Yeah. We can't avoid it. [A beat.] I was being a jackass over the journals.

[Is that promising? He hopes so. At the very least, once he gets that off his chest, he quickly extends his hand out to Noel. She can take it so he can help her up, or she can hand him Sol's leash so he could at least keep the damned dog still. Her choice.]

Ragna... [...dammit. Why is she--] No. You don't need to say that. I wasn't...

[Yes. You were a big jackass. But you weren't the only one being a huge jerk.

She's not taking the hand just yet.]

[He doesn't make any effort to retract his hand or move -- he just stays the way he is. If she's being hesitant, it's obvious why, and he doesn't blame her. This whole ordeal is just one big mess, and it seems to just keep getting worse all the time.]

If I didn't need to say, then too bad. I just did. What are you gonna do about it? [He's trying to admit that he fucked up the last time they spoke, don't ruin it.]

[And similarly, she won't be making any effort to move from her position just yet either. She's thought about this. The fight they had, her talk with Tsubaki, their other little fight over the journal... Ragna handled it horribly, yes, but it doesn't make Noel a saint, either.]

Listen. You... You said some pretty mean things back there, and I was mad, but... this my fault, too.

I know what I said. [And what she said. But he won't touch on that right now, no.] That's exactly why we really need to talk about this.

[He reaffirms that his hand is outstretched to her by moving it a little. Even though he's been thinking about what to say for the past week and has come up with absolutely nothing, he's ready to just give talking a shot. And put more effort into it than last time. Because last time was abysmal.]

[That's an understatement.

And running away from this is impossible. --No, running away from this is just a bad idea overall.

...

They do need to talk.] ...okay.

[And finally, she reaches out to take his hand.]

[Good. He can pull her up to her feet, and hopefully Sol will behave while he does this. Because they don't need him making things more awkward by repeating Step One of this potential trainwreck right now.

But they can have this talk while finishing Noel's walk with Sol, so if she wants to start walking once she's up to her feet, she's more than welcome to. Ragna will follow.]

[He will, mostly. As Noel gets back on her feet, all Sol will do is walk closer to Ragna and start nuzzling his head against his legs. Like a cat. What? At least he's not slobbering over his shoes.

They may just have to.] We should probably start walking.

[Slobbering, nuzzling, or whatever -- it's all better than tackling him to the ground like before. It's been awhile since they've seen each other, anyway. Sol's gonna be like that, and Ragna sure as hell won't try to get rid of him over it. In fact, it's welcome.

Looking over to Noel, Ragna just nods a little, readying himself to start walking in whatever direction. He doesn't exactly know which direction she originally wanted to take Sol, anyway.] Lead the way.

[To be honest, she was getting ready to head back to Tsubaki's house before she ran into Ragna. Obviously, things just came up, and... well, there has to be a way to feed Sol's excitement. ~~it's like dealing with a hyperactive child~~

But moving on, Noel starts to head to the west, motioning for Ragna to follow as she silently walks the dog down the dirt path.

...it won't be her who starts this conversation.]

[After the motion, Ragna just follows her along whatever path she was deciding on taking. He knows that she won't start the conversation, especially when he was the one who had to bring up the proposition that the two had to talk. He started the notion, so he had to start the actual act of it all. Plus, he damn well better do it considering how he acted last time.

With a sigh, he considers his options. Not much other than just diving straight into it.] About that night... [Crap. Where does he go from here? Waht does he bring up?]

Yes? [She's listening, Ragna. Go on.]

About what I said-- [How the hell can he even word this? He said so many things back then, and all of them were just out of rage, and no matter what he said, he really did mean most of it. At the same time, he just shouldn't have said them and... it's all so confusing, hard, and just difficult to deal with.

And he's trying to actually think before he speaks, which is just something he doesn't do often.] Look, I'm sorry about what I said, and what I read.

[She's quiet for a few moments, trying to figure out what to say to him.

Yes. She remembers him apologizing before, on the journals, but things were only made worse by her attitude. His attitude. And maybe today is different!

But that still doesn't change the other worries she's had.] ...I know. I know you're sorry, but... what you read-- I-I don't know what I was even thinking when I wrote any of that, but now that you saw it, it's...

[...more than awkward is one thing she can say.]

[This is the part of the conversation that Ragna sort of dreaded, and knew that he had to deal with ever since he blurted that out like it wasn't anything important. It's just regret after regret with Noel, isn't it?]

... Yeah, I know what you're getting at. [He stops for a moment, trying to find the right words.] I shouldn't have read that, but I guess I can't really change what I saw.

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