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[He hadn't expected to leave, and he hadn't expected to come back, either. Not that he remembered this place when he was there. But it was a shock to wake up again in a mortal body, with the phone sitting next to his bed as if he had never left.]

[He stared at the calendar on the phone. A week? That's how long he was gone? That… he'd have to talk to his boss about missing a week of work.]

[But what he had seen when he was back there… it was too much. Too painful, and he groped around for his pillow, knocking his phone to the floor, turning on the video. He pulled his pillow to his chest, starting to cry.]

[The video flicks on to show part of the underside of Ryu's bed as well as part of the ceiling. Ryu is visible on the edge of the screen, though he's curled up into a ball and his voice is muffled and choked with tears.]

Why? Why do they do this? I don't understand. Elina… that mortal… I'll kill him. I'll kill him for what he did to Cray and Nina. If… if he ever shows up here, I'll kill him then, too. I can't… there's nothing else for someone like him…

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[Oh lord.]

Ryu, where are ye?

[He jolts at hearing that voice - something inside of him, in the back of his memory, stirs, but he can't figure out what it is. After a moment, he pieces what he needs to say together.]

Room... 712. In the hotel.

Ah'm on me way. Dunna' ye move.

[Click.

A few minutes later, there is a Mami knocking on your door.]

It's open.

[It's not like he has anything to steal. In fact, except for a few changes of clothes, he hasn't bought anything aside from his sword. But he doesn't feel like getting up right now.]

[DYNAMIC ENTRY!

... except not. Mami just creaks the door open and, upon seeing Ryu's state, runs straight over, sits down nearby, and very gently places a hand on his head. Yes, she is checking for a fever.]

Wha' happened ta' ye, Ryu?

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S'the matter with you, kid?

[He peers over at his dropped phone, eyes puffy with tears.]

Went back.

Had a rough time of things, I take it.

... Yes. It... what he did to her was horrible.

[That was a voice that Gaignun was bracing himself never to hear again though kinda pleased to be proven wrong. Still...the words being spoken were very disturbing.]

Ryu? Is that you?

[After a moment, he reaches over and picks up the phone, his voice still hoarse as he speaks.]

Yes.

What happened? Where did...

Never mind. Where are you.

... My room. I'm not going anywhere for a while.

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[Immediately after seeing the feed? Sorry Ryu, but there's a knock on your door.]

[... ? He lifts his head a bit.]

It's open.

[Opening the door, Nate comes in, looking over to Ryu. Shoulders up in a breath, they fall with the exhale.]

You're bac-- [And then big brother notices the tears.] What happened?

... I went home.

[Hi, Nate. Have a blinking, teary dragon staring at you. ;w; ]

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I'm sorry...

[She's not good at comfort, she thinks.]

[That's a person he hasn't talked to in a while. He peeks over at his phone.]

... Me too.

Is there something I can do?

Not really... there's nothing anyone here can do.

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*He is so happy to hear that voice...but they crying bothers him in a way he can't quite pin down. And the death threats...that's something to be confused about from Ryu. And here he was all set to be angry when he saw that number...*

Well, it looks like someone's had an interesting trip. That's your room, I trust?

[He sniffs and looks over at Albedo on the screen.]

Yes...

*Click. Albedo doesn't say he's coming, doesn't even knock. He just walks in, closing the door as soon as his cape is clear.*

Even I can tell you've had a rough time of it. Problems at home?

[Well he sort of figured. But he scoops up his phone and puts it on his dresser.]

Yes. Things are getting worse.

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