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It's your privilege now. You only need to look as far as you want to and of your own volition. That's what I saved you for. To make your own choices.

You still have time to. [...] Both of us do, even if it's not as much time as everyone else. Don't go talking like you're already on your last legs.

[There were some days where Ragna... thought more than usual. They were rare as he quashed them quickly, but he still wondered in that time how Harumasa was doing. Where he was, if he was still alive even considering he knew how fast that illness could progress.

Maybe Ragna ought to have apologized for asking something like that of Harumasa. Cutting through his arm like it was nothing. It was a quick job, one that made Ragna's trauma spike in remembering it was cut off the same way in his past life. By his own brother no less...

But apologizing wouldn't make it any less necessary. It wouldn't make him have an arm again. In the end, Ragna was just thankful it was done.]

Believe me, I'm not trying to have that happen again.

[He laughs, bright and soft.]

I see why you bonded to the resident god of freedom! Don't worry, though. I'm not about to squander the gift you gave me. Bit by bit, I'm reclaiming what they took and living my life to the fullest.

[He smiles a little, though Ragna can't see it. There's always been a sword poised over his head, but he feels its presence more keenly the closer he gets to his 26th birthday. But he's not scared of it. Harumasa has long accepted its presence in his life. He's going to continue living until the sword finally falls. Whether it's deflected or claims him... he'll make the most of it. He'll give his loved ones as much time as he possibly can, either to find a way to remove the sword... or to make their peace with him.

But he doesn't talk about how long he has left. It'll matter when it matters, and not a day sooner.]

Hey, hey, I'm still kicking, aren't I? Full of vim and vigor!

[Harumasa sighs dramatically.]

Phew, didn't mean to make it so heavy. Sorry about that! Hey, when you're discharged, let's all go watch a movie! A little movie marathon to celebrate and everyone can pick a favorite movie to watch~

More like "got conscripted by". [Ragna says this, but he wasn't being serious and it showed in how his tone went to his default of annoyed. Venti was irritating, as bad as Harumasa if not worse. But they had something important in common: the spirit of rebellion. Of course they would bond. And Ragna would never go back on his word with their pact. Whatever comes next, he'll stay by Venti.

Ragna didn't point out his own limited lifespan, he was just glad Harumasa could reclaim his lost time with his family. Ragna... well it might be too late for him to get ten years back when the BlazBlue corrupted him far past recovery. He could go out any time now.

But he would try. He would figure something out. If nothing else.

He was glad to have people now. He was happy to have Harumasa in his life. Even if he and others would lose Ragna soon.

Not that he'd say that to them, of course.]

Yeah, you're still a royal pain in my ass. [Case in point.

He did smile a bit. But quickly hid that, thank god this was voice.]

You're gonna have to get in line, Blade's trying to force me into a damn Gundam marathon. [That's... not a no at least?]

[Harumasa laughs at that. He knows that tone very well at this point.

... Casually, because he knows it'll get a rise out of Ragna if it doesn't go over his dear, sweet asexual head:]

Oh, no, you have to be a pain in my ass. I thought I made that obvious~

Anyway, Blade's welcome to join us on the celebratory movie marathon! I'm sure there's a standalone Gundam movie.

Huh?

[...?]

[... FUCK. (NAT 20)]

THAT'S NOT WHAT I FUCKING MEANT.

[They were having a fucking MOMENT HERE. Is it too late for Aoko to take him back and explode again.]

[Harumasa laughs, honest and bright, at Ragna's reaction when it sinks in. Even though it draws attention from his fey pursuers, he doesn't regret it. There's some faint noise that can be picked up on his phone mic.]

I gotta go, they're onto me. But we're definitely planning this once we're both free! Talk to you soon, Ragna~

[And he ends the call right as the door opens for him to face the music. Whining dramatically as they drag him back on stage from his extended break.]

You shitheel--!

[And then Harumasa disconnected. And Ragna just fucking rubbed his temples at how much of a fucking menace this man is, laying back and covering his eyes with his one arm.]

[Fucking headache that one and all these fucking idiots he's gotta deal with.

But for some fuckass reason, he found himself smiling anyway.]

Pain in the fucking ass...

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