Ryouko

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Really All I can do.

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@Gingerboi123

Ryouko accepted Damien's hand up, silently, as he nodded his head. He had wanted to find Veronica immediately... But then he remembered...their fight was starting! Finally!

"Good luck, Damien." Ryouko said, as he exhaled softly and stepped to the side of the arena. He was anxious to get this over and done with, took off his headphones and any other electronics or metal items on his body. Then He ran a hand through his hair and took off his hat, setting it over his things as he let his hair fall over his eyes, seperating the blood sphere into both hands. Ryouko walked to his end of the arena, his demeanor changing entirely. If it was possible, one could almost feel the icy demeanor that wrapped around Ryouko like a blanket. He hid the halves in his palms, his blue hair over his eyes as he crouched, palms flat, with the fingers bent and curled but leaving his palms exposed.

And he was smiling, waiting for the opponent's move. He knew Damien would be someone very hard to fight against. But this side of him didn't care about not liking fighting...it was necessary, this fight, to the people over him.

'Time to put on a show. Hope he doesn't take anything I do personally.'

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Right. With that, I'm out for the night. Tracking invisible people is way outta my league. Ryouko gets lost, any way I try this.

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Ryouko stood up again, silently, as he began to walk in the direction he had heard her footsteps as she snuck away. It didn't matter to him that he had been sweeped and a foot on his chest. He was going to apologize, one way or another.

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@Xiphonic

And this is when Ryouko seems like a cold and debateable arse. I swear I could play a really emotionally cold character well.

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@Xiphonic @Varicke

Ryouko felt like crap as he watched her brief run before she turned invisible. He ran a hand through his hair softly, looking back at Kiiros. "You're lucky that they didn't kill you, even if it was a misunderstanding." He whispered, as he began to walk after Veronica, where he thought she would have gone. He might have been too honest about how he saw this, but it wasn't hard for him to understand. It had slightly miffed him about how she said that, and he responded in kind.

But now she might dislike him for it.

He understanded Kiiros wasn't the best viewed person in the little group, but what was he that they didn't know about? He could actually be somewhat less of an ass.

Ryouko brought his hands to his mouth, cupped around it, as he shouted with a strained voice. "Veronica?"

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@Xiphonic

Ryouko sighed, as she said this. He clearly wasn't in a position to question her but he said this.

"You could follow what you just said and let it go. You're older than I am, Veronica. Yet to me...this is all pointless. Why not just walk away and not talk to him? It wouldn't be...hard." He said, his arms crossing as the blood wound around his wrist once more. He shook his hair out of his eyes, speaking again. "He might not have meant what you thought. He might have actually been trying to help you from what I just heard. I understand a lot more than people give me credit for."

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@Xiphonic

"...Who's Ry?" Ryouko asked, his eyes focused on Veronica in confusion. Who was she even talking about? Ryouko scratched his head softly. No clue. But if it was that bad..."Just walk away next time. That's better for everyone. And if he talks crap afterwards, I'll speak with him...though how much good that does...I dunno." He said, as he narrowed his eyes in concentration. "This entire thing just seemed idiotic. How old are we?"

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@Carlsberg @Varicke @Xiphonic

This is when Ryouko just isn't in the mood to be a dead battery. :D

He's just not that much of one for fighting, even though he knows how to do it.

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@Xiphonic @Carlsberg@Varicke

Ryouko stood in front of Kiiros, strangely, confused. The punch was enough for him, though. They didn't need to fight here. It was just a stupid misunderstanding.

"Enough."

Ryouko spoke, his voice low, as the blood around his wrist uncoiled, like strands of hair, seeming to be sharp. "There is no reason to exchange blows that I've heard. If you don't like each other, deal with it. Fighting is pointless."

His eyes were narrowed, bloodshot, as he spoke. He eyed the three of them, Kiiros over his shoulder of course. Honestly. What did they want to accomplish with this?