[Ryou's days pass relatively simply as well. He did take Atem up on the advice about the clinic. Intravenous hydration was way easier than trying to drink a bunch of water, and it didn't leave him feeling so unwell. Just a little sore where the needle went in, and he's definitely felt worse.
Most of his time has been spent in the back room with the Monster World board, drawing up more concrete plans and starting to etch a top-panel with the requisite board squares so he could fabricate a prototype. It's busy work, and he really does need busy work these days. Anything to avoid going out or thinking about painful things. He hasn't done shopping for a while, and Atem had accommodated him with a souls to eat already, so he doesn't have to. That's for the best, because he can't keep wearing the scarf, it sticks out too much.
(He also hasn't been cooking or eating anything, which is usually something he does to feel like a normal person. But...he's not in the mood. And evidently his body doesn't like it, but he's dealing with that on his own. He thinks he's hidden the reflexive hunger pangs from Atem pretty well, and shades don't actually need human food, so he just needs to work through it a little while longer, then it'll get better. Right? Probably...)
When Atem arrives, Ryou's in the middle of taking a quick rest in the other monster's room. It's still much more comfortable than his own, but he's coming around! He can't invade Atem's privacy forever.
Ryou gets up out of bed, stretching for a moment before calling out:]
Oh, so that's what you were up to today? I suppose since I haven't really seen a murder themepark, I'll have to take your word for it!
[He pokes his head out of the room, smiling pleasantly.]
Welcome back. I see you've gotten Tybolt a snack.
[Ugh snack. Don't think about snacks. Noooooo.
Ryou steps out, arms crossed loosely over his abdomen. Shade arms are long arms, which is convenient, because it means he can apply subtle pressure which...makes him feel a little better.]
You didn't participate, did you? That would be reckless...
[It's in the name. Death. They don't need anymore of that.]
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Most of his time has been spent in the back room with the Monster World board, drawing up more concrete plans and starting to etch a top-panel with the requisite board squares so he could fabricate a prototype. It's busy work, and he really does need busy work these days. Anything to avoid going out or thinking about painful things. He hasn't done shopping for a while, and Atem had accommodated him with a souls to eat already, so he doesn't have to. That's for the best, because he can't keep wearing the scarf, it sticks out too much.
(He also hasn't been cooking or eating anything, which is usually something he does to feel like a normal person. But...he's not in the mood. And evidently his body doesn't like it, but he's dealing with that on his own. He thinks he's hidden the reflexive hunger pangs from Atem pretty well, and shades don't actually need human food, so he just needs to work through it a little while longer, then it'll get better. Right? Probably...)
When Atem arrives, Ryou's in the middle of taking a quick rest in the other monster's room. It's still much more comfortable than his own, but he's coming around! He can't invade Atem's privacy forever.
Ryou gets up out of bed, stretching for a moment before calling out:]
Oh, so that's what you were up to today? I suppose since I haven't really seen a murder themepark, I'll have to take your word for it!
[He pokes his head out of the room, smiling pleasantly.]
Welcome back. I see you've gotten Tybolt a snack.
[Ugh snack. Don't think about snacks. Noooooo.
Ryou steps out, arms crossed loosely over his abdomen. Shade arms are long arms, which is convenient, because it means he can apply subtle pressure which...makes him feel a little better.]
You didn't participate, did you? That would be reckless...
[It's in the name. Death. They don't need anymore of that.]