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[There's a long moment where Rakka didn't reply. She only stared at the message sadly. Finaly, she sighed and started to type.]

its ym fault

those kyes that I fuodn made them etell secrets aand

[She's not having a fun time right now.]

[Ugh. Those fucking keys again.]

what?

thats not YOUR fault. theyre the ones keepin secrets.

yeah but I was the one thatt had the kyes. and I sasked them tto pick them up and get rid of them and

[Ugh is right.]

[She starts to argue that, pauses, thinks it over and then backspaces. See? She can occasionally use her brain when it comes to these things.]

so wait

have you just been sitting around there stewing over that since it happened?

well

sorta? not really.

[She only stews some of the time.]

Edited 2014-04-25 03:50 (UTC)

[Yeah, that's what she thought.]

right.

feel like getting out of there for awhile?

what?

[Well, that's not something she expected.]

uh I guess?

might as well.

its getting boring around here anyway and its gotta be better than staying around beating yourself up right?

[Rakka ponders this idea for about a minute or so. On one hand, sitting around and moping was easier, and a very common anime trope. On the other hand...]

yeah, you're probably right.

what'd you want to do?

[Life is not an anime, Rakka. Moping in real life is not healthy.]

well figure something out.

hey where are you staying right now anyway? or do you wanna meet up somewhere?

[What if your previous life was anime?]

oh I'm staying at the dians place. they let me stay after that whole wing thing went down

[What a nice pair of kidnappers.]

[That's just ridiculous. Also, neeeerrrd.]

wheres that

[Not even considering the kidnapping implications here.]

[Yes, clearly it's ridiculous. And yes, she's a nerd. You wanna fight about it? Because you'd win just so you know.

Not really considering the implications either, just typing up directions to the Dians's antique store slash home.]

[Ah, how can you expect her to fight somebody with those big, sad eyes?]

got it. ill stop by.

[OOC: Action here?]

[It is simply impossible. Can't be done.]

okay. ill be waiting here I guess

[And she will be. To be precise, she'll be waiting near the front of the shop, watching through the window in clothing that hid her angelic traits.]

[OOC: Sorry for the delay. It's been a week and a half.]

[Wow, hold your enthusiasm, Rakka. Well, doesn't matter anyway because it's been settled now!

So, it isn't a long wait before Raye pulls up on her bike. As in bicycle... shut up, dressed in regular non-sentient clothes. Sorry, but Senketsu's stuck at home with the TV for this trip. She does have the Scissor Blade with her though, hanging from a chain running from a belt loop to her back pocket, which is totally a great idea and not liable to stab her in the leg at all!

But that's not important now. She stops outside the Dians' place, looking up for a sign of her friend.]

Yo! Rakka!

[OOC: It's all good!]

[Hey, when you're stuck in a big mess like Rakka currently was, you'd want out of there for a little bit too.

It'd probably be rude to laugh, seeing Raye roll up on a simple bike. It takes a bit of willpower not to, honestly. Though, when Rakka does go out to meet her, there will be a smile on her face.]

Hey, good to see you.

[It's a cool bike, okay? Just wait until she finally gets her license.

She's got a smile herself when Rakka comes out of the house.]

You too. [She grins a bit wider.] So, anything you feel like doing, or is it up to me?

[Just wait until she gets a cool bike.

She ran a hand through her hair. It wasn't quite as groomed as usual, proof that she hadn't gotten out much since leaving the hospital.]

I don't know. [She gave a little shrug.] I haven't been out for a while. I'd kind of like to do anything, really.

[Both of them, even.]

Anything, huh? [She ponders over that for a moment then nods.] Okay, I think I got an idea.

[And she shifts forward to free up the bike's seat while she stands to pedal.]

Jump on.

[Unless you'd rather walk, but who wants to do that?]

Really? Okay.

[Carefully, Rakka slides onto the bike seat. She wasn't sure about this, but there wasn't another alternative anyways. Things would be fine, right?]

[Of course they would be, what could go wrong?]

Okay, hold on.

[She lets Rakka do just that before she takes off, dropping off the curb to bike on the street....

... Dodging awfully close to that one car....]

[Okay, yeah. This is okay. Just going to settle into this seat and-Oh, they're already going.

Oh god, that's a car.

What did Raye tell her to do? Hold on? Well that's just what she's going to do, throw her arms around Raye's waist and hold on for dear life.]

[It sure is. Blasting its horn at the two of them as well... to which Raye responds appropriately.]

Watch it, jackhat!

[She glances back over her shoulder, blinking a bit when Rakka latches on before looking forward again and pedaling away.

It would be naive to say she does so any more safely though. Hang in there, Rakka, she done this a hundred times.]

[Oh god, this was happening. This was happening so much.

And it didn't seem like it was going to let up for a while either. So, while Rakka was thankful that Raye hadn't gotten them into a crash ~~yet~~, she was going to keep her eyes closed for the duration of this ride.]

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