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[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit just stands there, listening to and watching all this with increasing confusion, head beginning to tilt more and more sideways, right up until the dramatic reveal that makes him jump back with a startled yell. ]

GAH! Ryou, what the fuck!

[ WHY IS THAT THERE??

Kul Elna makes a noise of mild curiosity and floats closer to investigate. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

I didn't do it on purpose!

[He just about screams it while he flattens his hair back down, and not very well at that. The Eye still peeks out through the strands. Leave him alone, he's distressed!!]

I overpaid Mana by accident and she shoved this into my eye socket!

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou sighs, then sits next to the Ring-Spirit, deciding he'll hold onto the Ring because he can't imagine simply setting it on the ground like it's any old thing.]

You know, normally I'm the one who ends up possessed. It's weird seeing it the other way around.

[Scary, honestly. He doesn't like it.]

[improvking]

Fucking hell, Mana did this?! Mana, why??

[ Don't mind him he's just having a minor belated heart attack about the exceptionally vague request he'd handed off to her just recently.

He has his not-horns back now, by the way, in addition to his heron's crest. ]

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit grins wryly as he starts in on the okayu. ]

And yet you're not the one who craves head-company... I probably have some kind of spiritual beacon over me now that I'm not the one hitching a ride.

It's not the first time something like this has happened here. This batch of spirits is the first time the entity involved's been so stifling while at it though...

[ They remind him of what it was like back when Mahaad wore the Ring, to be honest. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

I think we've established that head-company might be acceptable in the right circumstances.

[He let you in when he was upset, didn't he?

Ryou settles in a legs-crossed position, his tail curling around him. The barb's much easier to see this close--it's bright and shining, like gold. Funny, that.]

...Why did you choose a die? Of all the items you could have chosen for your phylactery...that's what you went with?

[softspokenlandlord]

I don't know, but I can't--augh, can we please take this down a level?

[All this frantic energy's giving him a headache--the Eye is new, and the application isn't fully healed yet.]

Ugh, it's not as if I can just take it out, not without more than a little trouble. My eye's already lost, I doubt it'll heal again now that this one is in there.

[He hates it. He hates it so much.]

[improvking]

H-heheh... you're amenable to it. "In the right circumstances", as you said. That's hardly the same level of... [ he pauses, trying to think of a better term, before giving in with a shrug and using the term he'd first thought of anyway: ] ...desperation.

[ He hesitates again at the question, looking uncomfortable. ]

I... don't know?

[ (Liar.) ]

I didn't pick it on purpose. It just sort of... worked out that way.

[ That much is true. He fidgets with the chopsticks. ]

[improvking]

[ It takes some focusing on his breathing for the Ring-Spirit to calm back down. He winces when Ryou mentions the possibility of taking it out though and replies automatically. ]

Yeah, don't do that. It doesn't come out easily.

[ Oh wow, he is suddenly SO AWARE of how much he should not have said that. Just gonna. casually cross his arms and look away. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou doesn't seem convinced by that response, but he eases back, because he's not going to press the issue while the Ring-Spirit feels like warmed-over garbage. Instead, he extends his feathered wing, brushing against the spirit's arm.]

And here I thought you didn't like when people played their stories by the dice. That's not really making a character, it's just depending on probability.

[It's an attempt to lighten things a bit.]

cw; eye gross, emeto

[softspokenlandlord]

[That's so far from the correct thing to say that Ryou's face very obviously contorts in disgust. No seriously, he actually feels ill thinking about how this Eye had gotten out of its last owner's head. Of course he can't remember, but he doesn't need to with the kind of imagination he has.

Oh...oh god, nope. Nope!]

Eugh...why would you even insinuate to me you have experience?

[Is about all he manages before pressing a tightly closed fist to his mouth. He's not thinking about it. He is not thinking about

(fingers digging into flesh, trying to work their way past the eyelid and find enough of a gap to wrench the metal prosthetic out of Pegasus' skull)

Ryou shudders, then turns completely away so that the Ring-Spirit doesn't have to see his visceral reaction to that.

...He isn't saved from hearing Ryou heave though.

This is his fault. YOU'RE GROSS, SPIRIT.]

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit just winces again, harder, and huddles into his wings with a grimace. The fuck's he supposed to say now that wouldn't just make it worse??

Kul Elna makes a questioning noise. They don't get the problem. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Just...just give him a minute here.

Ryou eventually gets control of himself, but not before...uh, looking as if he'd just hemorrhaged his own guts on the lawn. This is the consequence of being a blood-feeder again, and having had a fair amount before calling the Ring-Spirit in the first place.

He's fine. It's fine...and after a quick wipe of his lips on his sleeve, which he is definitely changing very soon...Ryou finally returns his attention to the Ring-Spirit. He's a little ashen, but slightly more composed.]

P-please. Never say that again. I have this thing in my head. Isn't that bad enough?

[Kul Elna gets a pass. They're just here, doing their best.]

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit's just kinda stood here awkwardly, staring at his feet, the whole time. ]

Yeah. Yeah, it is, it just kinda -[ no no no, do NOT say "slipped out" at this juncture ]- I mean, ss-sorry...

[ He still stumbles over apologies sometimes.

Kul Elna remains perplexed, drifting slowly back and forth between them as they make a soft wooing noise. ]

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit smirks a bit a that, playfully jostling the wing back. ]

H-heh, maybe it was karma for harping on about it.

[ He appreciates being let off the hook for however long that'll last. Mood slightly improved, he gets to work on the food in earnest. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou understands that his spirit's not entirely great at being "normal" or apologizing, so he just sighs and nods.]

Would you like to come inside? Better than being out here, what with the mess, and I can get you a drink. [Quietly, he adds:] And get me a drink...

[He hopes Atem doesn't see it and freak out later. But, if he does, Ryou has an explanation. Easy as that.]

[softspokenlandlord]

[He's more than allowed. Ryou encourages it with a bit of silence, contenting himself with watching the Ring-Spirit eat. He sincerely hopes the food was sufficiently tasty, he'd probably have done it better with more time, but he had tried his best anyway.

After a few long moments though, he breaks the silence.]

Do you, uh. Do you like it?

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit nods before he answers - he has to swallow this mouthful before words will work... ]

Mhm! You're a good cook, always have been.

[ Indeed, the bowl is now basically emptied... maybe another bite or two. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Before he can stop himself, Ryou lets out a rather embarrassing prrt noise, which is a content sound but also makes him look away, flustered. It's a kind compliment, and he's not always used to that from the Ring-Spirit. Sometimes their conversations were just...awkward as fuck.]

H-haha...thanks. I mean...I wanted to do something nice. You always bring me nice things when I don't feel great.

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit grins crookedly, giving Ryou a fond look. ]

Well, I've got a lot more to make up for... so... [ He also looks away again, feeling somewhat awkward himself, but happy all the same. ] ...h-heh, it's appreciated.

[ And the bowl is empty! ...He keeps hold of it, unsure whether to set it down or not. ]

[improvking]

Mn... [ The Ring-Spirit shuffles awkwardly in place for a moment as he agrees, before following after Ryou. ]

Dunno what's on offer, but nothing alcoholic for me - I think neither of us want my inhibitions going any lower, h-heh...

[ Kul Elna drifts along beside them, either oblivious or determined to ignore whatever it is that's currently troubling their living company. ]