Hell if I know. Maybe throw in baking some cupcakes between blowing all the shit up?
[ He shrugs nonchalantly. It's not like he knows that many teenage girls himself, and the ones he does know, well... he can only hope they're not engaging in wanton destruction in their spare time.
Ragna briefly considers telling her to piss off, but decides against it, mostly because he's got a funny feeling she'd pester him about it anyway. Besides, if whoever dragged him into this world managed to pull that off, on top of apparently knowing what he's capable of, then who's to say they won't announce it to everyone in the damn town on the first occasion? There really aren't any good reasons to try and keep it a secret.
With a flick of his wrist, he causes a circle of complex symbols made of blueish light to form next to him. He sticks his hand in it like it's the most natural thing in the world to do, and pulls out the parchment he, like so many others, had found on his person after waking up here. ]
Knock yourself out.
[ He tosses the parchment over to Jinx. Upon inspection, she'll find that aside from the usual spiel, there isn't that much new information to be found there. In fact, the section about his supposed crime only contains three words:
no subject
[ He shrugs nonchalantly. It's not like he knows that many teenage girls himself, and the ones he does know, well... he can only hope they're not engaging in wanton destruction in their spare time.
Ragna briefly considers telling her to piss off, but decides against it, mostly because he's got a funny feeling she'd pester him about it anyway. Besides, if whoever dragged him into this world managed to pull that off, on top of apparently knowing what he's capable of, then who's to say they won't announce it to everyone in the damn town on the first occasion? There really aren't any good reasons to try and keep it a secret.
With a flick of his wrist, he causes a circle of complex symbols made of blueish light to form next to him. He sticks his hand in it like it's the most natural thing in the world to do, and pulls out the parchment he, like so many others, had found on his person after waking up here. ]
Knock yourself out.
[ He tosses the parchment over to Jinx. Upon inspection, she'll find that aside from the usual spiel, there isn't that much new information to be found there. In fact, the section about his supposed crime only contains three words:
"Destroying the world". ]