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Sixth Drop ❂ Action / Voice
Mar. 9th, 2013 01:17 am[Crona has been quiet for some time. As a child, he was quite content with finding a warm room, and taking a nap since it was so quiet without Ragnarok. But now, the reason for Crona's absence is due to embarassment. He said and did quite a few things that he wish he hadn't. So maybe it wasn't good he could walk around without Ragnarok telling him what to say or do.
But now, he's back to his older self, and Ragnarok is back, and mad. For a long time he had been quieted, and since Crona won't bring him out as a sword, he's having a very good yelling match inside of Crona's head. And with all the time he was in quietness, Crona has a very easy way to give him a horrible headache.
Today is the first day Crona actually wanted to go outside. Just hearing Ranarok is bad enough for Crona, who is holding at least one hand on his head at all times. And more than likely flinching whenever he passes someone in his line of sight...which will be just about everyone, with the way he's holding his head.
Eventually, once the noises around him start drowning out the voice in his head, he finally turns to his journal.]
Um...I'm sorry if I was confusing, or weird when I was young... [He's not aware of anything else to say. He can't apologize for being young...] ...My name is Crona...I met a few people that didn't know who I was...
But now, he's back to his older self, and Ragnarok is back, and mad. For a long time he had been quieted, and since Crona won't bring him out as a sword, he's having a very good yelling match inside of Crona's head. And with all the time he was in quietness, Crona has a very easy way to give him a horrible headache.
Today is the first day Crona actually wanted to go outside. Just hearing Ranarok is bad enough for Crona, who is holding at least one hand on his head at all times. And more than likely flinching whenever he passes someone in his line of sight...which will be just about everyone, with the way he's holding his head.
Eventually, once the noises around him start drowning out the voice in his head, he finally turns to his journal.]
Um...I'm sorry if I was confusing, or weird when I was young... [He's not aware of anything else to say. He can't apologize for being young...] ...My name is Crona...I met a few people that didn't know who I was...
