[Spirited and hopeful as ever, Ryuji can't deny that her indomitable will would probably be enough to move a mountain. But at this point in time, he's being completely disgusting and keeled over, spewing forth a substance not native to him- not by a long shot, as it starts to puddle and well into a shape.
His hands are shaking too much to grab onto anything, and with the loss of a traditional corporeal form, he's more or less left without an actual weapon to fight back against these things. Not to mention, his persona's been long out of commission since he crossed the border into Shadowdale. That should've been the first sign that something was wrong. Ryuji Sakamoto, on the other hand, does NOT read signs.]
Urgh... shit, you sure? Maybe we should--- UR... I mean, like. Run the hell outta here or somethin'?
[Worse, the figure is taking the shape of something humanoid, something shorter than Ryuji in general, which says something because Ryuji stands at a brisk 5'9", and this thing has all the features of a womanly figure. As it starts to form more clearly, she has a bob for a haircut and looks like the silhouetted figure of someone who might actually know Ryuji.
Of course she does, because even though Ryuji can process mentally that this is a shadow monster, born from the negativity in his soul, his vision is cut short by the weird, confounding realization that.
Well.
She looks exactly like his mom. Kaede probably doesn't see it the same way he does, though. Or maybe she does? Either way, it's kind of fucked up, and Ryuji's eyes go wider than two heliocentric suns caught in a crash collision course with an entire other galaxy of emotions.]
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His hands are shaking too much to grab onto anything, and with the loss of a traditional corporeal form, he's more or less left without an actual weapon to fight back against these things. Not to mention, his persona's been long out of commission since he crossed the border into Shadowdale. That should've been the first sign that something was wrong. Ryuji Sakamoto, on the other hand, does NOT read signs.]
Urgh... shit, you sure? Maybe we should--- UR... I mean, like. Run the hell outta here or somethin'?
[Worse, the figure is taking the shape of something humanoid, something shorter than Ryuji in general, which says something because Ryuji stands at a brisk 5'9", and this thing has all the features of a womanly figure. As it starts to form more clearly, she has a bob for a haircut and looks like the silhouetted figure of someone who might actually know Ryuji.
Of course she does, because even though Ryuji can process mentally that this is a shadow monster, born from the negativity in his soul, his vision is cut short by the weird, confounding realization that.
Well.
She looks exactly like his mom. Kaede probably doesn't see it the same way he does, though. Or maybe she does? Either way, it's kind of fucked up, and Ryuji's eyes go wider than two heliocentric suns caught in a crash collision course with an entire other galaxy of emotions.]