Ryou Bakura / Yami Bakura (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fluffydeathdealer) wrote2014-02-13 07:18 pm
fluffydeathdealer) wrote2014-02-13 07:18 pm
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[CAMPUS/IC] II
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the_campus.
11/02/14 - An Unexpected Guest
21/02/14 - Finally, No More Pantomime!
21/02/14 - Trial of the Heart: The Truth About Bakura?!
24/02/14 - Just Die Already! Sibyll Versus the Ring
17/03/14 - Tiny Trials With Bakura
21/03/14 - The Soul Alternative! Inside Harriet's Mind
23/03/14 - Bonds Between Men! A Reluctant Tolerance
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Threads here are 100% IC for
the_campus.11/02/14 - An Unexpected Guest
21/02/14 - Finally, No More Pantomime!
21/02/14 - Trial of the Heart: The Truth About Bakura?!
24/02/14 - Just Die Already! Sibyll Versus the Ring
17/03/14 - Tiny Trials With Bakura
21/03/14 - The Soul Alternative! Inside Harriet's Mind
23/03/14 - Bonds Between Men! A Reluctant Tolerance
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A surprise guest
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Or at least that's the plan.]
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...eh?
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Wait.
WAIT
After about a second of staring, the realization that she's actually there kicks in. His reaction is surprisingly fast. Going wide-eyed with shock, he lets out a startled cry and bolts back into the bedroom.]
I'm sorry!
[WHY IS VAUGHN-SAN HERE?!]
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[DOORSLAM. Harriet blinks.]
... Okaaaay ...
[she'll just- go back to her game then? While he gets some pants? This morning is already weird.]
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Finally, No More Pantomime! (Feb 21st)
It shouldn't be too hard... even if he didn't look like anything special, that Ring sure is!]
Bakuraaaa!
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[The voice doesn't sound really familiar, and it's not until he actually comes out and sees who's yelling his name that he recognizes it. That was right... the kid with the superpowers.]
Hoh... if it isn't Tenarrrr~.
[He draws out the last syllable, referencing his earlier trouble speaking it.]
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[He's so happy about that. Other languages are crazy and weird.]
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Trial of the Heart: The Truth About Bakura?!
As it is, with the language barrier now gone, there's one person she wants to talk to more than anyone. Which is why she's rapping on Kai's door.]
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...Hey. What's wrong?
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[She avoids answering, because... well, right now, she feels exposed and still more than a little upset.]
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[Sibyll's voice drifts out from the art classroom.]
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[Hearing her voice is kind of a surprise. He didn't know she was into art. Limping a little still from the Heartless' attacks recently, Ryou obediently steps into the room. His leg feels really stiff. It's really irritating. And nobody'll tell him what happened to it either. Mostly because only the spirit and Karasu know, and Karasu hasn't come back from the dead yet.]
What do you need?
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March 17th
Bakura! Where are you? We still need to duel again.
[With the inside of the building searched to no avail, Karasu's currently looking around outside; after all, spirit or not, he can't just up and disappear, right?]
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YAH-!
[He lands with a thud on the ground in front of her.]
Ow... fuck...
[The voice is younger, less harsh, but it's hard to mistake.]
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03/23/14
Mostly about poor Surge needing to see Anubis. That got him to thinking about Bakura, and Kai had ended up baking the Creeper some brownies. Just as an incentive to let him take the dog out. Really, that's all it is. Kai doesn't feel bad for him. The fact he'd cried all over him when he was a short stuff had no influence whatsoever.]
Hope you still like him as much as you did then.
[The comment's directed at Surge, who's happily trotting along on his leash, not pulling for once. Kai's grateful for that, because if he drops these brownies he's going to be pissed. It took forever to get them to look like squares and not lumps. Coming to a halt outside Bakura's door, he eyes it warily before kicking it with his foot. Hands are occupied with plate and leash, so why not.]
...Uh, Bakura? You home?
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Because of that, it takes a moment or two before the sound of movement from within the dormitory can be heard. Footsteps cross over, the sound of a key turns in the lock, and the spirit pulls the door open to stare out of the open doorway.
Then the door slams shut.
Bakura stands there, unmoving, on the other side of the door. Why the hell is Kai there? And with his dog, no less? More importantly, why is he asking for him? Shouldn't he be asking for his host? Kai doesn't do the whole "Bakura-kun" thing that most of Ryou's friends back at home do, after all.
Anubis, who's grown sleeker and taller over the last few months, trots over and licks at his fingers, whining. He misses Malik too, just as much as Bakura does. On top of that, he can smell the other dog there, a familiar scent. It's making him frustrated. Bakura glances down at him, twitching and drawing his hand away. It's still broken, and the affectionate gesture is painful to him. Still, it brings him back to his senses. He should at least find out what the guy wants.
Less than a minute later, the door opens again, just enough for him to peer out without letting Anubis slip free.]
What the hell do you want?
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asdfgh I'm so sorry I took so long on this wtf me, I just sorta forgot I had tags for ages
No biggie, mom's pretty much had me on the run the last few days anyway! /flops
Poor thing... /pets gently
Still kind of on the run...she's doing better, but still worn out. /enjoys pets
Aw man, I hope things get better soon! /gives cookies
Thanks. Me too. /hoards the cookies Bwahahaha.
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21/3/14
The silence of the apartment, quiet save for the sound of Anubis' breathing, was starting to grind on his nerves. With only one working hand, there was no way in hell he could play videogames to fill in the noise, and the tv was just annoying.
Over and over, he flicked back and forth between answers. Books went discarded, unread. He could eat meat all he wanted now, but doing that felt like he was giving in and claiming that Malik wasn't coming back. His guilt over his failure to even save the soul fragment was drowning his mind. Maybe he should go visit Karasu, or just wander around... no, his mood was too frustrated for that. It meant letting people see his vulnerability, because his temper was fraying too obviously.
It was an offhand thought - it's just as boring as being back inside the Ring - that gave him the clue. That's right... He could check up on Harriet that way. She might not like it, but to hell with what she wanted!
He was getting kinda fed up of being alone in here. And maybe he missed her just a little. That was all he'd admit to.
Dragging himself up to the top bunk where she was lying (it being the only way to prevent Anubis trying to annoy her, apart from the obvious factor of Ryou not being happy with the idea of sleeping in the same bed as a chick), he lies on his stomach beside her for a moment, debating how to do this. He could just let Ryou take charge...
But she's warm despite her stillness.
So instead, he just rolls onto his side beside her and rests there, looping the chain of the Ring over her neck as well as his own. It's only for a little while anyway.
He's never tried to enter the soul room of someone who wasn't an Item user before. He hopes this works. If it doesn't, he's going to be even more bored!]
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One table features a dollhouse that looks like her old home. Inside and around the dollhouse are all kinds of decorative dolls like she had described to collect. This table also has pictures of people that Bakura has never seen before. Along with the other pictures, there's a rather decorative frame that's set up, but completely empty. Behind the frame, there's a particularly large doll with reddish hair that seems a bit chipped, and looks kind of like Harriet but not. Everything on this table is covered with thick dust.
The second table has a vase of flowers, a stack of research books and movies, and pictures of the people she's close to in Campus - the other Rose Duelists, and Malik and Bakura. Jack has a picture too, but its frame has been broken. A sticky residue on the broken part indicates that it may have been taped before, but the tape was ripped off. Weird, but nothing in this table is too surprising.
The third table isn't as decorated, and appears to be for sitting at and talking over a stack of maps. It has enough chairs for three, but underneath the chairs are her sword and her bow and arrows. There's a card on two out of three of the chairs. Apparently this table is where she hangs out with her two main deck leaders and talks strategy. To the side of the pavillion, there's a small clock tower, but its face is broken.
Surrounding the pavillion is a garden of ferns and white roses, encircled rather claustrophobically by a grove of trees. Upon close inspection of the roses, many of them appear to be speckled with blood.
Strangely enough, Harriet is nowhere to be found in this area, even though it's clearly the main part of her soul. If he wants to find her, he'll need to venture onward. Or he could just poke through her shit. Either or. ]
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4/19/14
But that isn't what's bothering him now. It was the fact that sometime this morning, he'd come to the horrifying realization that he'd forgotten Karasu. Not for an hour, or a day, but the whole week. Completely and utterly forgotten her entire existence. It had hit him hard, when he'd glanced over to the spare bunk and seen the cloak and wooden sword he'd set aside for her. She'd said she'd wanted to play with them sometime, right? So he'd gone off looking, found her a cloak and replaced the one the Creeper had sliced to ribbons, made her a sword...
And then forgot her.
Guilt-ridden (which he still was in regards to her, no matter how much he wished he wasn't), he'd grabbed them up and gone looking for her. After checking all the usual spots without success, he'd started trying less obvious ones. When that failed, he'd begun to panic, just a little, and opened a Corridor to every place on the island he could reach. To say he'd worn himself out looking was true. To say that he freaked out when it dawned on him that she was gone was an understatement.
She isn't just somewhere on the island where he hasn't stumbled on her. She isn't here. He can't feel that Light of her's anymore, which he didn't know he'd been taking for granted.]
I'm just not looking in the right place, that's all. That's it.
[Now Kai's outside Ryou's door, leaning against it while one hand grips the frame and the other clutches Karasu's things. He's not sure why he's here; it's either to talk to kid brother or maybe the Creeper, or he just wants to make sure they're not gone too. Because why not? Everyone he gives a damn about keeps leaving him, so why not?]
Hey! Are you there? Open up!
[Kai gives the door a frustrated kick, the panic evident in his voice as he speaks again.] I'll just open a portal if you don't, let me in!
...Please still be here.
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Will you be goddamn specific for once in your life? Who. Do. You. Want. To. Talk. To?
[...huh? Except something's wrong. Unlike the recent appearances of this week, Kai was acting... stranger than usual. His voice is panicked, his eyes wide... And what the fuck is he holding a cloak and a sword for?
Bakura hesitates, then tugs the door open.]
Come in. I'll bring Ryou out if you're looking for him.
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4/22/14 or somewhere around there
It's only been a couple days, and today Kai's seated on the living room floor flipping through a different spellbook while he eats from a bowl of popcorn. The large brown leather book that contains the barrier spell is open on the coffee table in case Bakura needs it.
Again.]
You know, I'm thinking that if I get all the way up to Aeroga, I could probably make a pretty decent tornado if I threw some Darkness in there. Wouldn't that be fun.
[He's actually picturing a swirling mass of Shadows dancing around the island. That's...huh. Creepy.]
So how's it going over there? Managing anything decent yet?
[Why yes, Kai is taking advantage of this whole thing to be a pain, why do you ask?]
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This? This is true magic, the kind that magicians would have learnt back in the days before magic left the world. It's tedious and slow, and his natural dislike of it is making him irritable.
Unfortunately, Kai's talking is not helping. Though the idea of a tornado of darkness is pleasing.]
Do you think you could control the tornado if you made it?
[A low growl. This is tiresome.]
I think you'd know if I was.
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Another day, another soul visit!
It's been regular visits from Bakura now, since Ryou started leaving the ring with her. Harriet tries not to think too hard about that. But if she's awake, then he's probably come back now, hasn't he? She'll go and meet him, simply appearing in the pavilion.]
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[Bakura's inappropriate cheerfulness is obvious as he reclines in one of her pavilion's chairs, leaning as far back as he can.]
You look stressed! Something the matter?
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