[Have a still on communicator transmission suddenly static to life, the sound of it hitting the ground being the only indication that it's fallen from some place. And then hear the sound of something smashing into -- or on top of something else -- and Ragna is heard throwing a little fit of naughty words before the scraping of a communicator across the floor indicates him grabbing it and sliding it over to him so he can actually talk in it.
But he's not done exactly talking to the communicator, yet.]
I swear I'll make that bitch's life shitty before I leave.
. . .
[looking around this damn church!!! That crash was him getting dropped from thin air and smashing into a pew, btw.]
Where am I no-- oh hey, a bunny. That's different. [distracted by
this!! his new gestalt. dontjudge]