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[It has taken nearly a week, but Yoshitsugu's hopes that all of this is nothing but an unwelcome dream have dwindled. He's kept mostly to himself, making the hostel his temporary home and leaving only a handful of times, unsure of what to do, but disorientation has given way to anger now (and a sense of personal loss, though he knows not why). Everything he worked for--his dream--had come to fruition, only for it to be taken from him in the blink of an eye. He is through with being idle.

There is proof enough that the journal is more than just that, so in script that is as beautiful in spite of a trembling hand, he writes:]

I've no doubt this has been asked before, but is there any reason to believe this mysterious gem that supposedly grants wishes actually exists? If it is indeed real, I find it quite difficult to believe it comes without a price. To be told that it's possible to accomplish whatever you like simply by making a wish would arouse suspicion in even the greatest of fools, one would think. Surely there's more to it if people are actually looking for it.

[It's not like him to express anything that resembles his actual thoughts, but until he gets his footing here, he'll have to from time to time. Not that he intends to be here long enough to become established to any degree, but he gets the impression that may be out of his hands.]

I'd also like to know if I'm wrong to assume that there's little hope of returning home through any other means. I have some important business I must get back to. I'd rather not dally unnecessarily.

[ooc: yoshitsugu can be found wandering around town for a while trying to put things together if you'd rather do action! an especially observant person might get the impression that there are some intense, possibly conflicted emotions lurking beneath the surface at the moment. otherwise, he'll come off relatively calm and put together.]

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[Everyone should be embarrassed on Ragna's behalf. But fear not, it seems like with that last remark he's finally catching up─]

... Wanna pick a fight, dipshit?

[That escalated quickly.]

[What a moron.]

Now, now, there's no need for that. I was only paying you a compliment.

[You have no idea, Gyoubu. This is just the tip of the iceberg of stupidity.]

The hell you were! You picked the wrong guy to poke fun at, asshole!

[It's like talking to Kanbei.]

Did I now? You seem awfully sure of yourself. Are you sure your temper isn't getting the better of you?

[lol]

[That may be close enough, considering Ragna doesn't seem to have anything against sitting here all day yelling at a book.]

My temper's perfectly fine!!

[Citation needed.]

[The obliviousness, the ego, how easy he is to rile up...]

Is it? I'd hate to think this is how you always speak. My heart goes out to your shipmates and their abused ears.

[At least his stupidity might be slightly amusing? And yeah, imagine what poor Mitsun must be going through, having this guy around every single day.]

Listen, bastard... You better pray you never meet me in person, 'cause if I see you, I swear to god I'm gonna rip you a new one!

[Stupid people are always amusing (until they get annoying).]

Oh? I'd like to see you try.

[Which, admittedly, may be fast in this case.]

Cross paths with me and you will. Just don't complain when I beat your stupid ass into the curb!

[Nah, still funny.]

With confidence like that, it'd be terribly embarrassing for you otherwise, wouldn't it? You don't seem like the kind of person who can gracefully accept their own inferiority. Speaking of which, are you certain your memory is good enough to recognize my voice, say, a month from now? Two months?

[At least one of them is enjoying himself.]

You should worry more 'bout what I'll do to you if I remember it, jackass.

[Really though, that isn't likely. Ragna's grudges are not to be underestimated.]

There again, even if I did forget, a piece of shit like you probably wouldn't have trouble getting on my nerves again.

[On some planet, that conclusion must be considered logical.]

Can you even keep track of who's irritated you? It really doesn't take much to get under your skin. You'll have to forgive my lack of concern.

[hehehehehe]

[He'd have easier time keeping the track of people who haven't irritated him. The list would contain maybe two names, if that many.]

We'll see 'bout that once I'm done kicking the everloving shit outta you!

[Let's be real though, he says that to like 97% people he talks to.]

[good luck doing any kicking ragna he can just float out of reach duh]

Are you always so confident? Or are you the sort of person who begins to speak nonsense once enraged? Though, if I am to be honest with you, I struggle to imagine you're capable of speaking anything but.

[WUSS]

...

[You know what? He's done with him. At this point Ragna is more than ready to drop everything he's doing like it's hot just to find this guy and beat the crap out of him.]

Name time and place, dipshit. Since you're in such a hurry to meet your maker, I'll be nice enough to help you out!

[It is so difficult not to laugh.]

I'm sure you'll be able to figure out my location if you put some thought into it. But then again, I'm probably giving you too much credit.

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