Talk:Ryu/@comment-30717141-20171006012313/@comment-30700719-20171006022937

I tap my throat and chest repeatedly, applying a small but potent dose of magic to them liberally. I clear my throat and breathe in deeply.

"Y'ALL MOTHAFUCKIN GHOSTS BETTER GET YO ASSES OUTTA HERE BEFORE I WHOOP YO ASS ALL THE WAY TO HELL AND BACK! I AM TIRED OF THESE MOTHAFUCKIN DEMONS IN THIS MOTHAFUCKIN SHRINE! BEAT IT!"

Suddenly, the Ryu stirs. One eye opens, a finger twitches. Gracefully, she sits up, stretching the long-unused muscles of her arms and torso. She looks over at me. "I thought I heard a voice...when I couldn't wake up, I heard a voice in my dreams..." I eloquently bow. "And that voice woke me up!" She states, a slight hint of anger in her voice. "I was enjoying that nap! It's all 'Oh, Rain Goddess, please grant us with rain!' and 'Oh, please! Come attend our banquet in honour of you!' I never get a good chance to just sleep!" I slowly begin to back away from her and out the door of the shrine. "DO YOU KNOW HOW GOOD THAT FELT, TO JUST HAVE A REST?!?" I turn around and book it out the door. The villagers turn to me, surprised, and then their eyes lock on to the awakened and enraged Ryu.

I ran for about two kilometres at full speed that day. I only escaped by diving into a cart full of hay.