IC Inbox (ryslig)

[improvking]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, GODKING. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 013.00.020.01 *** GODKING has joined 013.00.020.01 <GODKING> for questions about Choose the Fog, contact < Fritvælge > <GODKING> for complaints about Choose the Fog, contact < TRUTH1223 > <GODKING> otherwise have at it.

- GODKING : main handle
- Necrophades : "serious" handle
- understanding : anon/alias (polite persona)
- Fritvælge : for sub-cult business

Comments

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou decides not to be a prim and proper gentleman, and shoves his clawed feet under the kotatsu to take up as much heat as possible. He wants it. He wants to be warm and comforted, even if he's struggling to believe he deserves as much. It comes and goes, despite the fact that he knows very well that what he's done shall pass sooner than later...just like everything else that happens in Ryslig...right? Even Javert had been accepted after what he'd done.

When the Ring-Spirit slides the pad over, and Ryou sees what he wrote...his heart feels as if it skips uncomfortably.]

I wouldn't have wanted you there. Everyone I ran into, I fought them. Even other Fog followers. Humans. Everyone.

...I didn't want to fight you, Spirit.

1/3

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit responds instinctively. ]

I 'ouldem 'a pawed ba -

2/3

[improvking]

[ - Then the Ring-Spirit pauses, actually thinking about what the two of them are saying to each other; and, reluctantly, with some chagrin, he thinks he sees the problem. He quickly notes

fair enough

on the edge of the page with a wry expression, then turns the writing around to face Ryou. ]

3/3

[improvking]

[ He keeps writing after that, however, first crossing out the apology and then continuing with

but know I wouldn't mind. if you ever fight me, no matter the reason, don't feel obligated to regret it. if you do, I get it, but if you don't that's ok. it's always ok.

When he spins the pad around again for Ryou to read, he reaches over for one of Ryou's oversized hands to give it a squeeze. He smiles somewhat helplessly at him; honestly, after everything, he deserves to have Ryou kick his ass, and he'll never quite know what to do with the fact that just doing so would make Ryou feel worse. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou can't help but smile wryly himself, upon reading all of that. But even as he does...his fingers twitch in a modicum of movement under the Ring-Spirit's hold. Acknowledgement, perhaps. He doesn't mind the contact at all.]

You know me well enough, Spirit. You know...I regret a great many things.

[He breathes out a slow, achingly heavy breath.]

I told Atem I wouldn't regret this. For the most part I don't, but...it's hard not to feel as if all I've done is cause pain to people who don't really deserve it. I know that things could have been worse, and that some enjoyed their time as a shade. It's not all bad.

I just can't stop fully being who I am and pretending that it didn't affect me, I suppose. Or...pretend that I enjoyed hurting my friends.

[Or, though he doesn't say it aloud, pretend that death didn't hurt every time it happened.]