[CAMPUS/IC] II

[fluffydeathdealer]

[This is a general post for threads that can't go anywhere else, to prevent making closed posts for one or two characters.

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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[fluffydeathdealer]

You must have a lot of it, then... I'd like to hear about it, if you're willing to...

Talk... about...

[Hold on. What did that kid say just a moment ago?]

You said your father doesn't generate ki?

[Mechanical people don't. Cogs whirring...]

Your father is a robot?!

[inheritedburden]

My dad's an android!

[fluffydeathdealer]

...what.

[inheritedburden]

My dad is an android.

[He says it slower, as if it was the actual sentence Bakura had trouble understanding rather than the meaning behind it.]

Auntie's one too, but me and my cousin are humans.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...Are you bullshitting me?

[First, most important question:]

How the hell does an android have a kid?

[inheritedburden]

It's because Dad and Auntie were made from humans. That's why they can have kids.

[He shrugs a little, as if the idea of converting a perfectly normal human to a mechanical infinite-energy death machine is completely average.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...all of this science crap does my head in. You hungry? We can probably talk better somewhere more comfortable.

[Like the lounge. 'cause he ain't taking this kid to his dorm.]

[inheritedburden]

Yeah, that sounds great!

[He actually is pretty hungry, now that he thinks about it. Tenar stretches, then drops to the ground beside him.]

Let's go!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Okay then! First to the home economics room to grab some stuff that can't be found in the lounge, and then to the lounge where he reclines on a comfy chair and swings his legs almost childishly. Ah, soda, beef jerky and potato chips~ He very much approves of this. Whatever Tenar wanted is left on the table for him.]

So how does a person train and use this ki stuff?

[inheritedburden]

[He's not very picky when it comes to food, perhaps surprisingly for his age, but when you live in the wilds with a half-Saiyan to train stuff up, you learn to take what you can get.]

By training... normally, I guess? It's a part of you, so if your body gets stronger then you'll get stronger in general. My friends and I practiced martial arts and fighting and stuff like that, and it trained it up! But you can also use the ki you have to train it too, especially for control.

[Munch munch.]

I'hm nhot rheally shure how to esplahn khi chontrul though.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hoh... that's a shame. It definitely sounds interesting.

[Bakura simply chomps down on his own food, tearing the jerky apart like a wolf eating a sheep.]

I'm actually kinda jealous! Being able to fly like that must be amazing.

[inheritedburden]

[He swallows the mouthful he's got, pausing before taking another.]

Wow, you eat like Kohlrain.

[...Oh, yeah!]

Um, kinda! It's just normal to me, but I guess it'd be amazing if you didn't know how. I could show you if you wanted.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Kohlrain?

[Mmrphle. Did the kid just say what he thought he did? Swallowing his mouthful down, he chases it with a swig of soda and sits upright.]

I'd love that!

[inheritedburden]

One of my teammates! She's a half-Saiyan -- [Oh right, different worlds.] -- half-alien, and her race eats a lot! She can eat twice as much as the rest of us combined!

[Back to munching!]

You're really gonna have to train hard, though... if you never heard of it you've probably never trained it, so I dunno how much you've got to work with.

1/3

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hah! Sounds like someone I know.

[Namely his host. And... Karasu.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[fluffydeathdealer]

[...distraction time.]

I'm fine with training. For something like that, anyway.

[inheritedburden]

I can help you out with ways to train, too. You just gotta tell me when you want to.

[fluffydeathdealer]

It's not like there's any pressing engagements in this place. We could just pick a time.

[inheritedburden]

Sure! You can do a lot of the training on your own anyway, since it's... um... [Think.] Pretty much anything that makes you stronger should help. Running and doing push-ups and living outside... stuff like that. I spar all the time with my friends, so that helps too, but I'd have to be really careful that I didn't break your arm or something...

[fluffydeathdealer]

Considering how hard you can hit, I'd be surprised if you were able to handle me without breaking something of mine.

[inheritedburden]

[He shrugs a little.]

It's not really hard. It's just like handling a ball, or a glass, or something like that. You just figure out how hard you can touch it before it hurts it, then make sure you use less than that.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Being compared to a glass is fucking humiliating.]

I'd be willing to try it. Just don't damage me too much. Unlike the Ring, I can break.

[inheritedburden]

I won't! I don't really want to hurt you, even if Kai says you're a creep. You seem like an okay guy for a ghost, anyway!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Nope, choking on his crisps now.]

That Shade-kun said what now?

[STOP SPOILING HIS FUN, YOU STUPID SILVER-HAIRED BRAT.]

What a rude thing to say...