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[Things weren't going very well for anyone in the Dian household as of late. Rakka perks up a little at the sound of a message and is actually happy to see that it's Raye.]

hey yourself.

things are prtty horrible right now. isaac and miria are still apart

[Things sure hadn't seemed very good from what she'd seen on that post.]

same stuff there huh?

[She sighs.]

how about you? you doin alright?

[And not too soon after that key nonsense too. They were on a no-win streak now for sure.]

yeah unfortunately

me? idk okay I guess? everything kind of sucks right now

[Everything was on a roll alright.]

i dont know what the hell got into thse two. jeez.

the crap happned anyway?

[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?]

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