[For soul-eaters, there's no getting around it. There's no kind way to do it, there's no scrounging off of others' soup-kitchen kills.
You have to take the soul yourself. You have to be there when the person dies. You have to know that you've obliterated every trace of who they were.
It's a mercy, maybe, that Ryou doesn't feel anything right now.
The other Yugi sees the film reel land at Katrina's feet, satisfied with Ryou's decision to return it to her -- that's what he would have done, his initiative is good.]
But you should go. You don't need to see this.
[Slowly, she reaches down, and picks up the film reel. She backs away, in her heels, down the alley. The other Yugi draws a breath -- he can smell her, he can hear her heart, and even though relief is so close, she shouldn't stay here any longer, he's held back surrounded by the scent of blood for so long by now, and the racing of her heart is close in his ears and if she stays much longer he'll snap, so he raises his voice, again, baring his fangs, desperate--]
G̶͚̠͖͖͒̎̈́o̷̫̽!̴̡̡̛̛̳̲̽͛ !
[She stumbles back, hooks her high-heels onto her fingers, and she runs.]
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You have to take the soul yourself. You have to be there when the person dies. You have to know that you've obliterated every trace of who they were.
It's a mercy, maybe, that Ryou doesn't feel anything right now.
The other Yugi sees the film reel land at Katrina's feet, satisfied with Ryou's decision to return it to her -- that's what he would have done, his initiative is good.]
But you should go. You don't need to see this.
[Slowly, she reaches down, and picks up the film reel. She backs away, in her heels, down the alley. The other Yugi draws a breath -- he can smell her, he can hear her heart, and even though relief is so close, she shouldn't stay here any longer, he's held back surrounded by the scent of blood for so long by now, and the racing of her heart is close in his ears and if she stays much longer he'll snap, so he raises his voice, again, baring his fangs, desperate--]
G̶͚̠͖͖͒̎̈́o̷̫̽!̴̡̡̛̛̳̲̽͛ !
[She stumbles back, hooks her high-heels onto her fingers, and she runs.]