Regret 002; [Accidental Voice/Action] (Forward-dated to morning tomorrow)

[returninghope]

[The journal thuds open to the sound of shattering glass, closely followed by a frantic high-pitched squeaking and a voice uttering the tune of:] What the hell?! [And then an equally panicked:] Shitshitshit SHIT!

[A few drops of blood fall and splatter the page, but the squeak fades out to a whimper. All goes silent except for a soft rustling of objects and the distinct sound of glass being trodden on. After a few more high-pitched whimpers, and the indistinct sound of a male's voice speaking softly, there is another abrupt,] GOD DAMMIT! [And the journal slams shut.]

[Around an hour or two later, Zan'nen emerges into the town square with a clumsily bandaged dragon half-bundled in a pale blue scarf. Despite the injuries it seems to have sustained from his window, it still manages to be positively adorable and incredibly curious about everyone Zan'nen passes. Zan'nen, however, seems to be in a hurry to get somewhere, but to his irritation, only ends up wandering around town aimlessly.

Has anyone misplaced a pet dragon? Me thinks the answer is yes.]

(ooc: Replies will most likely be from both Hakkai and Zan'nen, or simply Zan'nen alone, depending on whether it will be before or after the two are reunited. Feel free to specify which if you would like to choose. ^^)

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

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[seiriald]

[Asking him? No way, in fact she'll accidentally bump into you now.]

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

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[seiriald]

[hkjgkRYk G dfk TOUCHED AGAIN. As soon as she makes sure the little things treated she's out of here.] Are you done yet?

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

No. ... It may go a bit faster if you would direct that glare of yours somewhere else.

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[seiriald]

[... Was she directing it right at him? It did make her feel better that he was uncomfortable with it.] Does it really matter?

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

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[seiriald]

[Have a kick to the posterior.]

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

What the hell was that for?!

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[seiriald]

Personal satisfaction.

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

...

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[seiriald]

[Oh Zan'nen, if only you knew.] So are you almost done?

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

No.

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[seiriald]

[So she'll walk over and plop herself among the debris, waiting for Zan'nen to finish.]

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

Will you at least use the chair?

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[seiriald]

NO. [And she'll go back to the tune she was humming before.]

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

Hnn.

Will you at least let me see your feet?

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[seiriald]

[Have some more hissing going your way.]

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

... Are you going to be able to fix them up by yourself?

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[seiriald]

[Y'know, this whole being placed in another world without any knowledge of it is really not working to her advantage.] I'll be fine!

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

... Really?

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[seiriald]

She gives a furious nod, her eyes narrowing. Right now the thing that's making her hate you is how much Human you have in you, so you're going to have to get past that somehow.]

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

Shit.

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[seiriald]

[Her eyes widened when she heard him fall, the unmistakeable smell of blood teaching her nostrils. But... it was off, she had to be imagining things. She was just feeling homesick.

Curse you, the obligation etched into her is forcing her to make her way over to him, her hand extended toward his injured one. Maybe she could try helping him somehow.]

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[returninghope.livejournal.com]

... I'm fine.