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What the hell, Tsuki.

[But he'll listen. He'll even take off his shirt, since it's on both arms and on a few spots on his back.]

The people aren't the only fucking insane things in this city! Shit will just drop into your lap without you asking for it or happen to your body without you knowing until you go to take a damn shower or something!

[He absently gestured towards the room where there is a very eepy and beepy Blissey and Purugly. Damn, though, these scales are far reaching. What are these, from some kind of dragon? Ragna pressed at a few of them tentatively.]

They don't hurt, do they? It just looks like you've got screwed by this place too.

No pain, just itching.

[He holds up a hand, popping out the small claws he has now.]

Thankfully, that's not a problem either.

Yeah and if you're not careful you can fuck yourself up with those too. [Mumbled:] Everyone else gets the cool shit...

[Local man still pissed about turning into small dog.]

You're just gonna have to deal with it as it comes, there's no way to get rid of this shit as far as I know. Don't be surprised if you wake up tomorrow with horns or some shit. [Said with a light slap against the scales on his back.]

Someone's gotta know how to deal with scales better anyway, I'll see what I can do.

[He flips Ragna off for that slap.]

This is going to make getting back home even harder...

[You're getting flipped off right back, Kuni.]

If they can't see magic, people won't give it a passing glance and just think you're another weirdo. [A Look, and a raising of his brows saying but are they wrong tho.]

How the hell are you even planning on getting back? I've been stuck here since October.

Contacting Mom and Dad and the embassies?

[Said in the most "duh" tone as he flops down on the nearest piece of furniture.]

Yeah, yeah, take that tone with someone else you little shit.

[He'll flop on the opposite end of Kuni on the couch he found. Someone left a perfectly okay couch on the side of the street that just needed a little clean. Sure it took two days but if the thing's good as new now why toss it?]

They'll be glad to know you're alive at least. Jesus, five years...

Yeah, they were. They were glad to know you were alive, too.

[Just saying~]

They said they'll let you contact them on your own time.

...

[He sighed, dragging his hand down his face and staying quiet for a long moment after that. He's still got family out there on the side that he only contacted maybe once a year if that.

It was weird and he didn't know if he was thankful or if he felt bad for them considering what happened.]

Do they know I'm the only one that survived? Mom didn't and the other two... I'm pretty sure Krusnik has them, if they're even alive at all.

They figured as much. I didn't say anything one way or the other, but since we didn't expect you to be alive...

[He doesn't comment on the Krusnik thing, though. Fucking Krusnik.]

[Fucking Krusnik, indeed. Fucking Black Order on top of that. Good fucking riddance, Ragna thinks. He could do the Order's job much better than them and he's a literal goddamn criminal.]

I couldn't get a home of them, and even if I could I've been possessed since what happened. And the stupid ghost possessing me doesn't exactly want me to find anyone to get close to again. All she wanted... all I wanted was revenge.

It would have been dangerous for me to find you guys. You might have been taken by the Order even faster.

[If they had a file on him and they had Kunikaki already... shit would have been bad.]

You don't need to explain shit to me, Tsuki.

[He does not care, frankly, since his cousin is alive and he's free from the Order.]

Except maybe why this place is so empty.

[Considering the myriad of explosions that have occurred in the past several he's lost count of time it mattered but hey if it saves him time.]

Because I've never had my own damn place before and everything in this country is expensive as hell! And who cares anyway?! I've got what I need!

[He has a couch and a futon and some shockingly fancy cookware courtesy of that Albarea guy but Ragna's been cooking since they were young so that's not too surprising.

This would be an r/malelivingspace if not for the fact he didn't have a TV.]

Pretty sure I've seen this apartment on r-slash-male living space.

On what?

[Local man spent more time on tumblr than reddit (8).]

[Pulling that up, yep.]

This.

[YOU MOTHERF--]

Oh fuck off! I'm not THAT bad!

[Yes he is.]

Yeah, you are! Look at this apartment, Tsukkun~

[BONKS HIM ON THE HEAD.]

SHUT IT, BOWLCUT. And DON'T call me that! Enough fucking people here refuse to use my damn name and you made it WORSE.

[Kuni just laughs and tugs an eyelid down.]

Suffer. I am using your name!

[He'll just fucking GRAB Kuni then and PUT HIM IN A HEADLOCK the little SHIT.]

My FIRST name! Not my middle name and not stupid goddamn "Squall" or "Snowball" like Venti does or any of that crap!

[SHAKES YOU while incriminating himself.]

[LAUGHING AND TRYING TO BREAK FREE]

Snowball?

[Fyuck.

HE'S NOT LETTING YOU FREE THOUGH!! Damn this was kind of nostalgic in a way though wasn't it?]

S-Shut up! Forget I said that!

Absolutely not. Snowball, holy shit.

[He can and will bite if Ragna doesn't let go--]

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