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Ragatha leaves her room.
Not wanting to stay cooped up inside. She walks around the circus, thankfully avoiding Caine as she does so.
As Ragatha walks around she starts to reminisce on the past, all the people who've entered the circus and abstracted, all the people she's met and lost.
It deeply saddens her of course, and while she's thinking of her abstracted friends and acquaintances, she thinks about Kaufmo and Ribbit. She wasn't too close with them, but she tried to laugh at Kaufmos jokes when they weren't funny and tried to tolerate Ribbits pranks.
Jax got his attitude from Ribbit, Ragatha thinks. Which reminds Ragatha of her annoying rabbit "friend" Jax. She's noticed that he isn't acting like his usual ass hole self, he's been quiet and rather closed off.
(yes Ragatha thinks things she'd probably never say out loud and I wrote that bc Jax slander)
Ragatha recognizes this behavior.
Lots of people become closed off and a shell of themselves when on the verge of abstraction. She freezes when the thought enters her mind. No way Jax is abstracting, right?
She tries to calm herself down but she can't, no amount of positive thinking is going to push that thought back unless she knows Jax is ok. So she decides to walk back to the rooms and check on Jax.
Meanwhile, Jax is in his room laying in his bed.
He's not happy, but he's not sad. He doesn't feel anything, he feels empty and out of it. As if nothing mattered anymore.
His best friends are gone, he's never gonna leave the circus, never gonna see his friends again and he just had a huge fight with Pomni, she was getting too close.
He doesn't want to get close to someone who's just gonna leave again.
He rolls over and stares at his room. The purple walls, the childish and girly decor, it's sickening, but worst of all is the small table and three chairs in the corner of his room.
The chairs all have colors that vaguely resemble his late friends. He feels his eyes twitch, not with tears but with annoyance. He can't remember the last time they were all there together, can't remember when they were smiling and happy, he doesn't even remember how those chairs got there.
They didn't just automatically spawn in when he entered the circus, right? Wouldn't that mean they were destined to be friends or something, as if he was supposed to be the one to survive and deal with the emptiness.
It made his blood boil, why did he have to be the last one left, why did he have to deal with the loss, why couldn't it have been him. The words repeat in his mind, along with all the fading memories of his friends
Now outside Jax's room, was Ragatha and Pomni.
Pomni had left her room and saw Ragatha going to Jax's, she felt like she should apologize or make things up with Jax after their fight, Jax was an ass hole during it, but she had the feeling he was going through something.
So there they were, outside of Jax's room ready to knock. But before they could, Jax opened the door, as he was ready to see if Caine had another adventure that he could torture Gangle in, that always made him feel better.
(what an ass hole)
Once he saw Ragatha and Pomni, he froze, his mouth curling into a frown, what were those two doing here, as if they cared enough to check on him.
".. Why are you just standing there." Jax spat.
"Well.. We were just wondering how you were doing..!" Ragatha nervously replied, Pomni stood right behind Ragatha and nodded.
"Oh of course you do rag doll, always acting like you care! Well news flash, I don't wanna hear it!" He raised his voice and Ragatha took a step back, not wanting to enrage that purple thing further. Pomni on the other hand, stood forward and spoke up.
"Look. We just wanted to check on you because you haven't been acting like your usual self. You don't have to blow up at us if you don't wanna talk." She said sternly, walking away with Ragatha right behind her.
Jax watched the two girls walk away and felt his shoulders slump, he felt like shit but he wasn't gonna show it, instead he turned around back into his room and slammed the door behind him.