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Oho, just when it was finally getting less noisy... Some of you are recklessly hasty. [Not that he cares what happens to a lot of people here. He could name only two off the top of his head he'd have any shred of concern for given that Chris was not bad for a human and Sans was just... Sans.

The Noah's been non-existent on the network or anywhere for a while now and anyone that had been keeping an eye on him considering he could be a danger at any time would know that isn't normal. Even now with his shirt hanging open and his skin bare to show that long scar that extends his entire torso he's fingering a still healing wound near his gut. Innocence wounds take a while to heal on a Noah.] Pushing a god or anyone near invincible when you have no control over them is foolish. It gets them to retaliate or makes them showy. They are arrogant and act more like humans than gods. Don't be stupid.

[He pauses with a narrow of his eyes in thought.] In a little town I visited once I encountered a man. Near blew my hat off with the explosion he used to puncture one of the city walls. Fancy coat, emblems clear, I knew he was the enemy. The same scenario a hundred times before. Yet the town was the evacuated and there I was. He questioned my motive and circled me as if I was common prey. I didn't have to kill him. There was no need. I asked his name...

Daisya. Daisya Barry he said. Not on my list. Again, I didn't have to kill him. I bid him good night, safe travels, farewells. [Grin.] But he used that stupid little ball to attack me instantly. He couldn't let it go. He couldn't just walk away. He had to keep pushing despite the fact he was alone and outmatched with comrades nearby. Heh, even after figuring out what I was. Foolish and hasty. I gave him a chance but he didn't take it. He was weak so it went quickly but his screams echoed into the night and his pathetic, broken, weak and dead body hung there all night.

There is proof in those that have returned and left that we are going home. I hate being here as much as the next person but I'm not going to put a ton of effort out trying to fight a god when it'll do nothing for me in the long run. Besides, even if you did win, then what? Do any of you actually have what it takes to do what you must. Even then do you honestly think they even can send us home? You've seen what that resulted in. They tried. You whined.

In any case, I'll be out today on the streets. Cigarettes, lunch or bandages would be highly welcomed. I have nothing better to do.

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[Considering the implications behind the story, it has no right to be as captivating as it is. And yet here Ryou is, a (mostly) normal teenage boy hanging on to every word in fascination as one would some sort of morbid fairy tale.

It takes the little fox curled in his arms yipping at him to get him to snap out of the daze listening to the story put him in, and he almost looks surprised at himself for zoning out so easily. Then again, he always has been more of the type to enjoy morbid stories, especially ones with perfectly logical morals.]

Some people believe they can do anything, and that will always be their downfall. Those who take on challenges like that needlessly have no one to blame but themselves, especially when given a chance to walk away and refusing to take it.

[Cruel? Perhaps, but it's common sense if you ask him. He pauses, curious to know more, but unsure if it would be rude to ask for other stories.]

My apologies, I'm Ryou, I've just arrived here recently. If you need bandages, I have a supply on me I wouldn't mind sharing.

[There's a small sheepish smile as he shrugs his left shoulder, gesturing to the fact that not only is his entire left forearm bandaged, but his shoulder can be seen sloppily bandaged from the opening in his button down t-shirt as well.]

I haven't had the best of luck so far myself.

[Over the video Tyki can't sense a damn thing otherwise about a person. As far as he's concerned he's staring at a human.

The fox is distracting and he'll lean forward to get a better look at it. If anything his own smile is charming and gentle. Despite his earlier words he is portraying a gentleman.]

I don't necessarily mind if it only gets themselves killed. It's when it affects the rest of us that is my problem. [Or more accurately when it affected him.] Tyki Mikk. Welcome to Underground Hell. I would just need a particularly long strip I can wrap around at least twice.

[If you're going to get yourself killed, don't take anyone else with you. A simple enough belief that Ryou can support, especially now that he could very well be involved in such a situation in this place.]

I think I have a spare one lone enough, that's no problem.

[He pauses, hesitating a moment as he lets the little fox chew on his hand to keep it quiet.]

Would it be too much to ask to hear another story in return? I can bring the bandage either way, but I figure it can't hurt to ask.

[He was more concerned for himself instead of anyone else and he'll look the other over for what he can see. His eyes keep lowering to the fox in any case.]

I don't have much to give in return. Nothing this place can't already provide.

[Except he answers that situation easily with a question of his own.] I don't see why not.

If you weren't such a good story teller, I hadn't been planning on asking for anything in return.

[Spoken with a smile, albeit a bit awkward at his own attempt at a poor joke that really isn't much of one at all, but he's just going to pretend he's not a social reject.]

Where would you like to meet?

[That kind of compliment is going to go right to his head.] Generous.

I have no particular preference in where we can meet.

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