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[glossological]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】

You know the drill. Here's an open post/call me out for all of your Ly RP related needs. Put the character's name in the subject line, get a thread! Feel free to comment with a scenario or post a blank one and I'll come up with something. The muselist is here!

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[tartar]

Wait.

[Sooner or later, the stranger could probably resolve the predicament on his own. Lambda can't simply stand and watch his attempts to free himself from the clothesline. Kneeling down by his side, she decides to give him a hand. While working on one of the knots, she begins to wonder—what would Noel do in this situation?]

If you have nowhere to go...you can stay.

[Offering that is completely irresponsible on her part (especially since she has no idea about this man's situation), but that's the conclusion Lambda comes to after a while.]

You seem to be lost.

[It's quite dark already and she can't see his features very clearly...it doesn't prevent her from taking her sweet time staring at Ragna, though.]

[rebellions]

[Ragna glances at the girl as she does her best to free him from the dumb knots, but the moment she tries to look him in the eye, he suddenly finds himself unable to meet her gaze and looks away. He's not worried about her recognizing him ─ as things are, that's impossible anyway ─ but somehow, it still feels like he's lying to her here.

And he's never been good at lying to girls with that face.]

You sure inviting a stranger in is a good idea? That's dangerous, y'know.

[Not necessarily in his case, of course, but he'd rather make sure she doesn't go offering that to any random guys who happen to come across this place. Big brother instincts never fade, it seems.]

1/2

[tartar]

[It doesn't bother Lambda when Ragna turns his gaze away; actually, it's a great opportunity to watch him even closer. He's a stranger, but there's something about this man, something familiar. She closes her eyes like it would help her realize what could that be. His voice? His appearance? It's difficult to decide right here and right now, but there's one thing that she's sure of.]

It's bad. But you are a good person. [Lambda looks up at the sky before turning her attention back to him, her eyes fixed on Ragna's.] Ra...

2/2 :")

[tartar]

[It seems that heavy clouds gathering over their heads, something that she has noticed only a while before.]

Rain. It's going to rain. Let's hurry.

i hate you

[rebellions]

[Ragna can feel his face turning pale when he hears the girl speak. That's not possible. There's no way in hell she could retain any memories of him, so how in the world─

Oh. A misunderstanding. Ragna looks up to the sky as well, blinking in surprise and feeling very, very stupid.]

... Right. 'Course. Rain.

[He shrugs off the last knots of the clothesline, finally getting himself together and stands up, mulling over his options. He's not... sure staying here is such a good idea, but aimlessly wandering around in the rain doesn't sound very appealing, either. He could at least stay for the night to figure out what to do next and leave as soon as possible. A few hours probably won't make much difference.]

Lead the way, Sister.

[If nothing else he's not dumb enough to call her by her name when he's supposed to be a "stranger", so he settles for the next best thing he can think of.]

[tartar]

[ Despite being a little concerned about the stranger's condition (it was impossible to miss how pale his face had become, and, of course, his stupefied expression), Lambda decides that speaking up isn't necessary for the time being—her only reply is a nod before she starts walking back to the church.

It's approximately a minute later when she looks over her shoulder to check Ragna and ask him a simple question. ]

Your name? I'm Lambda.

[ If they exchange names they won't be strangers anymore! ...Well, to be fair, this isn't Lambda's logic. She doesn't believe that this man could do her any harm, though. ]