raisetheearth | my kingdom for a stain stick

Who: Rakka and YOU
Where: Woodend town
When: July 27th,
What: Rakka goes shopping to deal with some serious stains
Status: Open

Of all the major problems that popped up recently, after the abrupt appearance of the green blobs of slime that amassed around the world, Rakka's problem of the moment was the stains. The slimes were easily "defeated"... sometimes by slipping on them, and could be cleared away, at least. Green stains were the worst though. She'd gotten it out of her wings at least, (thanks Raye.) But because she was distracted with other things, her clothes were looking less then spectacular.

Thanks, Raye.

So, it was a quick motorcycle ride later (again, thanks Raye!) and she was in that little town that Rakka journeyed to, every so often to get supplies. The people knew her there, and she was on a mission now: to get the best cleaning supplies she could find!

So she's strolling around the town, checking most of the stores it offers, asking a few questions, maybe making a purchase or two. Currently, she'll be seen sitting at a cafe seated near the center of town, having taken a break to eat a sandwich. Seems she had forgotten to eat today in her hast. She swallows and sighs, looking slightly dejected.

"Hmm... Nothing yet..."

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"Huh? N-no, of course not. We just don't spend much time together. I assume she's pretty busy." It was hard for Rakka to hate someone that helped out quite a bit. There were certainly no hard feelings here.

"Still... it's sad when things like that happen. I know how it feels." A plaintive look fell on her face as she spoke. "Love can be so weird."

"Well, we're all busy..."

It's difficult to miss how a lot of her "busyness" takes her straight to Lazarus' door, sometimes not to reappear until morning, but they don't flaunt it beyond that, and if one isn't paying any attention, it's certainly possible not to see it.

"Have you ever been through a breakup? Even on mutual terms, it can feel like someone amputated your limb."

Honestly, it was so subtle - their relationship - that Rakka may not have even realized it without a truthful confession from Lazarus. Unfortunately, Rakka would have been too polite to ask about it anyways.

"One or two times." She remarked, letting her fingers glide over the rim of her cup. Seems there was something more interesting in the brew then looking Lazarus in the eyes. "They're not very fun, any time it happens."

There is no etiquette like Japanese etiquette... and Lazarus fails hard at even garden variety etiquette. Ultimately, it's all a big mystery to him, and he doesn't notice or care as much as most people when it's being followed or deviated from by others.

"Really?" He sounds genuinely surprised. "I wouldn't have taken you for having been in other relationships. Please don't take that the wrong way," he adds.

"Uhh...?" Really, L, it's a tad difficult for Rakka to take it any other way besides the one he was suggesting.

"Well..." She scratches the side of her face tenderly. "I-it was never anything too serious. Almost not dating..."

"How do you mean, 'almost' not dating? Where do you draw the line between dating and not dating?" he asks, chewing on the pad of his thumb. "I guess it's never been very clear to me, unless it's outright stated. To her credit, Misa did do that for me after she stayed over for the first time."

"...It's complicated." In a way that would likely embarrass her more then help her case, were Rakka willing to elaborate.

"That makes me feel a little better about not understanding, but it doesn't really clarify anything," Lazarus says, trying to keep his tone lighthearted. To be fair, that's easier intended than done, as his voice really tends to settle into a somber monotone even when he's feeling cheerful.

"There have to be some people who just 'get it.' I always thought they looked and acted just like Misa, with all that bubble and charm, but... I guess there's a lot more to everyone than just the face they want everyone to see, isn't there?"

"I don't know. Some people seem to get it... but it's hard to explain." She's tried asking before. "I think people just have different ideas of how to do it?"

"Maybe..."

He sounds uncertain, like he still believes there has to be some kind of secret that popular people just innately get.

"Not that Misa isn't good at it. If you met her, you'd probably be friends instantly. She gets along well with people. Everyone seems to like her."

my kingdom for a stain stick

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