[CAMPUS/IC]

[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.

05/10/13 - A Soft Heart Breaking. (Date Mislabelled on actual thread)
05/10/13 - What Family's For
8/10/13 - Trespass of the Soul
13/10/13 - Fears of the Past
13/10/13 - The Great Evacuation
14/10/13 - A Beach Date! Jokes Spiralling Out of Control
31/10/13 - Questionable Intentions
03/11/13 - Secrets of the Mind]

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[obeytherod]

[Too bad Malik was in the kitchen, and he walks out to see what's up as soon as the door opens.

He almost drops the frying pan full of koshary he's holding upon seeing Ryou's bloodied state.]

Ryou, what the hell happened to you?!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Fuck! It was rare for him to swear even silently, but being caught so easily is a pain.]

I-it's fine! It's not mine.

[Wait shit that made it sound worse-]

I... uhm. I promise I didn't kill anyone?

[obeytherod]

[He had planned on chewing Ryou out by the time he got back. But no, of course he had to ruin it by coming back soaked in blood!!

Malik's voice was cold and serious.]

...Is it the same thing that drenched the bathroom? Do we need to move again?

[fluffydeathdealer]

No, not at all! Someone just threw blood on me, that's all!

[...He didn't mean to be honest. Dammit.]

It's a pain, but I'm telling the truth...

[obeytherod]

What? [And then suddenly, he sounds his age.] Eww. Who would do that?

Feh... [Malik reaches back, pulling out his deck with a sour face.] Do I have to punish someone?

[fluffydeathdealer]

...eh? You'd do that for me?

[Not that Ryou approves of punishment, but he's surprised that Malik would do that for him after he got him hurt.]

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[obeytherod]

I can't let people think they can just do whatever they want to my family. Even if I want to punish you myself right now for what you did earlier...

[He draws Twin-Headed Behemoth, summoning it just behind him.] This takes precedent.

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[obeytherod]

[The teal-eyed head immediately bends down and scoops up the entirety of Malik's koshary dish with its tongue.] O-oy! That was mine!

[fluffydeathdealer]

I- is that so... [Malik, you act so tough, but your monsters are kinda jerks.]

Anyway, as much as I'd like to see him get his ass kicked, it's probably dangerous to mess around with him.

[obeytherod]

[With his food gone, Malik grumpily pushes the pan onto the counter.]

Suit yourself! The offer still stands. I'm going to go talk with Bakura.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Un. Sorry, Malik-kun. I'd just rather not start any wars while I'm here. Have fun!

[Sighing, he disappears into the bedroom to get clean clothes, then vanishes into the bathroom to wash the blood out and change. It's such a relief. He can still taste the blood on his lips and he makes a face as he realizes he just licked his lips. Ugh, gross... Well, time to go.]

I'm going out again!

[obeytherod]

[By the time Ryou comes out of the bathroom, Malik's laid across the entire couch with the Ring held loosely in one hand. His eyes were closed and he didn't bother to open them, or to answer, when Ryou bid him farewell.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[Sighing softly, he slips out of the apartment again and heads back towards the thief king's room.]

[stealshinies]

[Bakura had made his way back to his room after Ryou entered his, not wanting to let the other boy know he'd been followed.

When Ryou finally arrives back, he lazily waves a hand and chuckles.]

Took you long enough...

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Rubbing the back of his head awkwardly, he answers him as frankly as he can.]

Sorry. It's hard to get blood out of this hair, and I ran into Malik-kun.

[stealshinies]

Ohh? And what did he think of your new wardrobe? [Bakura leans back to let out an obnoxiously loud laugh.] H-hahaha!

[fluffydeathdealer]

He was shocked at first, but when he realized I wasn't hurt, he wanted to punish whoever covered me in blood.

[Blunt? Yes.]

It kind of surprised me.

[stealshinies]

How sweet... [His voice is mocking.]

Then if you're ready, let's go! [Bakura gets to his feet, kicking some of the blankets aside as he strides over to and past Ryou.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Meep. Okay then... he was just going to fall into step behind him, rather awkwardly rubbing at his arms. The thief's constant lack of clothing had made him unconsciously overcompensate with a heavy jumper and it was kind of itchy.]

Where are we going?

[stealshinies]

Somewhere we can wreak a little innocent havoc...

[Bakura trails off, letting those words linger and hopefully bother his Ba.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...right.

[Somehow, he's sure his view of innocent and Bakura's view of innocent are not the same thing. But oh well. Bakura reminds him of a wrecking ball, sometimes. Bouncing around and knocking down everything in his way, without a thought.

He sighs, looking worried, and keeps following.]

[stealshinies]

[Bakura leads them to the roof and walks over towards the edge, sitting there with his feet hanging over the side.

Just nearby, there's a pile of small to medium sized rocks, as if he'd been here before. He glances up at Ryou with a toothy grin, waiting for him to sit.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Woah... [Forget the rocks, he's never been up here before apart from that one time during the Blackout. There's a much better view than he thought up here. If Bakura's expecting him to be scared, he's going to be surprised because Ryou just goes and sits on the edge of the roof too, dangling his legs over the edge and looking down with interest. This is a good spying point, too. Voices carry in the wind, and you can see everyone in the courtyard.]

[stealshinies]

[He's pleasantly surprised by his Ba's reaction thus-far, now he's going to see just how far he can push him...

Bakura grabs one of the smaller rocks to start with and, grabbing Ryou's hand with his other, places it in it.]

Let's see your aim, Ba. Aim for that man!

[He points towards a boy with brown hair and a white, billowing coat.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He jumps at the hand, frowning a little - jeez, this guy is just so hands-on... - but blinks at the rock.]

Kaiba-kun?

[Well, Kaiba's definitely been enough of a dick to deserve it. He hasn't forgotten the way he made Yugi cry... And it's not like the rock's all that big. As long as he doesn't hit him too hard, he should be fine. He deliberates over it for a moment, feeling the weight of the rock in his hand. It's really not good to do something like this... But it's not like it's seriously harmful. Except to him, if Kaiba figures out who threw it.

Oh dear. The way he's thinking, he's turning into Jounouchi... Vengeance doesn't solve anything, and he knows the boy's been punished enough already. He's sure his training with the Rose Duelists wasn't meant for things like this, nor his gym class, either... But maybe if he thinks of all the times Kaiba's put him down...

...

Yeah, that'll work. HEAD'S UP, KAIBA-KUN!]