"Strange... Other worlders..."  Ryu muttered aloud, hoping that it would remind him of something from his training.  "You see, these tournaments are-" and Ryu was cut short by the uncouth, yet thoroughly understandable shock of Cammy.  Taking her moments distraction to his advantage, he placed his mask and head dress back on immediately, whirling around to face Cammy with his almost sickening grace.  His eyes darted all over this one.<em>British Police?</em>his thoughts brewed in his mind.  Many confusing elements were coming together, and Ryu knew that this would be the calm before the storm.<br/><br/>He then set his piercing eyes upon Cammy's.  "Ma'am? Are you okay?"  He looked at the bags finally, realizing that it was the shock that made her drop them.  "I suppose you're here for Dead or Alive, right?"  He began to walk forward, but was then surprised by the sudden arrival of another person.  Unable to hold back, his twitch reaction dropped him into a low stance, one hand holding the sword hilt, and the other stabilizing his odd stance.  He moved not an inch, not a milimeter, focused on the new arrival.<br/><br/><em>Let me not have to kill this one please...</em>The thoughts rang out in his head.