[Good. the other Yugi does what is right, and just in time because Ryou, too, is so close to acting on his base instincts. He stares emotionlessly into the half-lidded eyes of the paralyzed human whose soul he had just taken hold of with his spindly, incorporeal claws.
Automatically, his feeding response kicks in, and his shadowy aura ripples around him like a low flame, save that it darkened his features, rather lighten them. His solid hand pushes Jorgen's body back, but he holds the soul in place, allowing it to remain. The light doesn't coalesce into an orb as easily as it had with Amane though. She had always been a part of him, wantonly choosing a form which was simpler to ingest and return to his mind.
No, this soul remains in a vaguely similar shape to the body it had come from, glowing with an ethereal light. Ryou has to exert his telekinesis onto it, to compress it into something he can actually consume. Then, and only then, does his face seem to shift, his mouth opening wider than normal, the shadows stretching eerily. His pointed teeth and the light of his glowing eyes were the only thing that stood out starkly against the soul's brightness--his shadows did not reflect it.
Hungrily, he closes his jaws around the light. There's no real emotion in it, just his monstrous nature cut loose, and that's what forces him to crouch over his meal and devour it like a beast.
...He doesn't like feeding around others. The people who have seen him eat can be counted on one hand. This is exactly why. So it's very, very fortunate he doesn't care right now. That's a problem for future Ryou, perhaps.]
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Automatically, his feeding response kicks in, and his shadowy aura ripples around him like a low flame, save that it darkened his features, rather lighten them. His solid hand pushes Jorgen's body back, but he holds the soul in place, allowing it to remain. The light doesn't coalesce into an orb as easily as it had with Amane though. She had always been a part of him, wantonly choosing a form which was simpler to ingest and return to his mind.
No, this soul remains in a vaguely similar shape to the body it had come from, glowing with an ethereal light. Ryou has to exert his telekinesis onto it, to compress it into something he can actually consume. Then, and only then, does his face seem to shift, his mouth opening wider than normal, the shadows stretching eerily. His pointed teeth and the light of his glowing eyes were the only thing that stood out starkly against the soul's brightness--his shadows did not reflect it.
Hungrily, he closes his jaws around the light. There's no real emotion in it, just his monstrous nature cut loose, and that's what forces him to crouch over his meal and devour it like a beast.
...He doesn't like feeding around others. The people who have seen him eat can be counted on one hand. This is exactly why. So it's very, very fortunate he doesn't care right now. That's a problem for future Ryou, perhaps.]