[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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[whiterosefoes]

[Harriet looks around the area. The air is still a bit cold, but it's definitely a lot nicer than the dreadful woods. Dropping down so that her feet are on the ground but she's still standing upright, she can feel the grass under her shoes. This place feels like home. It's her first time seeing it, but it's like she's known it all of her life. Here, she feels more like it came from her head.]

Yeah, that's much better.

[her feet lift from the ground again as she heads into the stone structure to look for her deck leaders.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He wanders around a little, eventually settling at one of the tables. He has to move the cards there, but that's fine by him. It's odd... for them to be here, they had to be connected to her soul, but they weren't active at all. Maybe they were waiting for her. Or maybe...

...

No, he wasn't going to think about that. He just waits for Harriet.]

Getting used to it?

1/2

[whiterosefoes]

[Harriet turns to nod at him, but sees he picked up her card so she goes right over]

Ah, there they are!

[whiterosefoes]

[She instinctively moves her arm to try to take the card, but of course it doesn't get very far because she's still tied up. So it just looks like she randomly twitched her shoulder.]

Aww man, this is so annoying.

[maybe she can just summon it with her mind, no holding cards needed. That should work, right? This IS her soul room after all. And she really doesn't want to have to hold the card in her mouth.

So now Bakura's hand holding the card is just getting intensely glared at, sorry mate]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[What, is she mad at him for touching it? Fine, you touchy woman...

He lets go of the card, letting it drop to the table.]

Oi, oi, that's a scary expression...

[whiterosefoes]

[looking surprised]

What- no, I'm just trying to focus on it! I can't pick it up, so I thought... eye contact....

[deflating somewhat. This is so stupid.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...honestly. You don't remember a word I told you, do you?

[He picks it up again and holds it out towards her.]

You just have to trust that it'll happen.

[whiterosefoes]

I'm not a very trusting person.

[even if it's herself..........

well, she's turning her back so he can put it in her hand, she guesses. Meanwhile, pouting a bit.]

Thanks.

[whiterosefoes]

[Closing her eyes, Harriet summons her deck leader. Airknight Parshath does materialize, although the shape he's in makes the Rose Duelist's jaw drop. Rather than standing to ask her commands, he appears on the ground, his legs crumpled up beneath him and his armor broken in several places revealing wounds that have only just begun to heal. He looks exhausted.]

Parshath...!

[Harriet drops to her knees by him, looking on in disbelief. This is abnormal and completely distressing.]

[whiterosefoes]

[at that, Parshath grunts and then looks up shamefully.]

My lady... forgive me! I tried to protect you, but I am yet weak from the shadow duel... give me more time. Time to rebuild our armor.

[whiterosefoes]

Th-This isn't right. You're my monster... I'm the one that's supposed to take damage!

[The whole area seems a little dimmer in color as guilt begins to choke her.]

[whiterosefoes]

Do you not remember? It was part of the shadow game... it was necessary. To disable his summoning ability, we attacked each other's armor. With our victory, he has returned to roughly where he was before Sir Malik's training... he cannot duel in our way without Sir Malik's permission! And for that, I gladly withstand the suffering!

[though he grimaces again because he is very hurt and he is yelling. Not a good combination.]

[whiterosefoes]

Ah. Sorry, I don't remember. So that's what happened...

[Airknight frets over her a bit more at this revelation, seeming unable to tone down enough to not completely ruin his rest from before. Harriet responds for a while, but quickly elects to put him back in his card, and then lapses into silence.]

...

[obeytherod]

[Malik floats nearby, listening to all of this with a troubled expression. Harriet may have won, but she and her deck leader still paid a heavy price.

He's not sure what to say... He feels like this is all his fault.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura breaks the silence.]

...sounds like a pretty good price to pay to cut that guy's power level down. If you didn't lose, then he'll probably heal up fine in time.

[whiterosefoes]

Maybe I'll wake up when he's finished healing, then - our armor was what protected me from the Millennium Rod. Perhaps that was a bit reckless...

[She looks over at Malik.] But I agree that it was worth it. You don't have to fret. I always said I would do what I had to.

[obeytherod]

[He closes his eyes with a small sigh, appearing thoughtful. He told Harriet to do whatever she had to to stop his other half, but he had hoped it wouldn't come to something like this. Although it's not as if she had much of choice.]

At least the damage wasn't permanent, and if it weakened my other half, even better. But this is far from over.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Are you expecting to be scolded, Harriet? I think you made a good decision. Even if it's not over, every small victory is a step towards the end one.

[Sigh. What a pain...]

If you don't wake up, I can euthanize you and hope that you come back, like Malik did. But I won't make that decision on my own. Until you open your eyes on your own... I'll keep you safe.

And not because of any reason that isn't selfish.

[whiterosefoes]

[Harriet nods. It seems they're all in agreement.]

W-Well, I'd rather not throw away my life, you know. [Please do not even think about euthanizing her, man... but she sees what he's saying.]

It's all right to be selfish in this regard. I'm in your hands.

[She just really hopes she can trust him with that... but it seems she can. What is this strange feeling.]

[obeytherod]

Bakura... [He looks over at him at that, brow knitted with worry.]

Thank you. You didn't have to do any of this for me, or for her. [He was a spirit, after all. If he wanted he could just let them all perish. What Malik's other half did was ultimately of no concern to him.]

But don't forget to take care of yourself, too.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura looks a little embarrassed, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking away.]

Hmph... I'm fine.

[Despite the gruffness of his tone, he doesn't seem displeased. In fact, a little a bit of a teasing note slips in as he continues.]

I look after what's mine. That's all it is. Anyway, when have I ever failed to look after myself? [Beat.] ...don't answer that.

[whiterosefoes]

[LAUGHS AWKWARDLY. Not to kill the mood, but...] Oy! Isn't that pushing it, including me in what's "yours?"

[obeytherod]

... [Malik doesn't answer that, even though he could name plenty of occasions. For the moment he just lingers and let's the other two speak.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

What? Are you telling me we're not friends after all?

[Bakura stares at her as if it is entirely normal to refer to your friends as 'mine'.]

[whiterosefoes]

H-Huh?

[Harriet blinks. Has Bakura even used the word "friend" with her before... but that aside.]

No, I'm not saying that ... But normally friends wouldn't say to one another that they are theirs. It gives a weird impression.

[does he really not know that? Well, he really doesn't have any friends 8|]