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Ryom listened to the ramblings of the last member of their small group to speak as he walked away, but didn't turn his head around to look. His desperate attempt to rationalize the situation followed by his breakdown annoyed him to high hell. The idea that this could be any kind of permanent situation would not be entertained in the slightest. He would never accept it. The most important person to him was likely dying, waiting for her only son to come to her side. To hold her hand and tell her its going to be okay. Everything was going to be okay. He was going to make it home no matter what.

While he wasn't completely calmed down, his blood was still burning as he stepped down the cobbled path. However, it was impossible not to notice the burden of the humid, enveloping heat making the [url=https://cdn.ezcosplay.com/media/catalog/product/cache/88a5a78f5dc8f5fb801e9020fd0d9592/r/w/rwby_volume_7_lie_ren_cosplay_costume-2.jpg]costume[/url] he had been wearing for the convention almost unbearable. The heat was getting to him so much that he couldn't even think of who he was supposed to be anyway, only that Tae had loved the show the character came from. Any further thoughts were thrown to the side as a heavily-armored man rounded the corner of a building, making him stop dead in his tracks. Here he thought that Tae had gone all out on their cosplay outfits. On a more serious note, the man looked like he certainly meant business and his attire didn't suggest it was merely for show.

Ryom had grown up what most would consider the rough parts of town. Living in a place like that, you almost had to develop a sense for danger. Between the uniform and authoritative tone, he made a guess that whoever it was some kind of law enforcement. Royal Army? Off-limits? Where the hell did they end up? This certainly didn't look good for him, or the others that arrived here just like he did. He didn't have time to be throw in some dungeon or whatever kind of prison system they had in this weird place. [color=D65B24]"We were on our way home when there was this large flash of light! The next thing we know we're here! My mother...she's very ill right now and I have to get back to her, sir!"[/color] He added an additional flair of fear and hysteria to his voice. He had gained quite a bit of practice with his acting from run-ins with the police to dealing with crowds during performances. The muscles in his legs began to tense, waiting to see how the knight-looking guy reacted. 
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