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[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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[fluffydeathdealer]

[When he answers, it's slowly, thoughtfully.

My past is my past. I don't hold any love or hatred for him. But if he's going to be this stupid, even my patience isn't going to last. I don't take kindly to people threatening my host.

Besides, the guy was useless so far. How annoying... he'd expected more of him.

Don't get me wrong... he's dangerous. He may act like dumb muscle, but he's me, after all... and a me who isn't softened by three thousand years of waiting. He nearly rushed right out after Yugi after realizing what had happened to him.

That's right... you wanted me to tell you. Want the full story, or did you hear enough at 'the weapon is gone'?

Ryou nuzzles into Henry's hand without thinking, closing his eyes and relaxing further.]

[helpusduelist]

[The nuzzling calms him down some and he breathes slowly again. He really wants to just tell him it's enough, but...

Tell me.

Even if the weapon is gone, that didn't mean there weren't more of them. He has to be ready. For everyone's sake.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Heh... alright.

I found him after everything was done with, lying on the floor in the open in a completely traumatised state. He didn't come out of it for a few hours, though I can understand why. But I was able to piece it together from his own testimony and the things that went on around him.

Somehow, he obtained a gun. A small, weak one, but a gun, none-the-less. He used it to kill your friend, breaking his own nose in the process, but was confronted by the other Yugi-kun, who somehow persuaded him into a Game of Darkness. I imagine it wasn't hard. He wanted the Millennium Puzzle, after all. But he lost.

The Millennium Items have the power to enact a Penalty Game in retaliation for failure. You've already learnt of mine. Mine attacks souls. Yugi-kun's attacks minds.

In return, Yugi attacked his mind with a hallucination of death by melting taken from his memories of the past. He then took the gun, took Mahad's body, I assume, and left him there to suffer in the delusion... quite fitting, after all.

That was where I found him. I checked the state of his mind and found to my surprise that he was convinced he was dead. After a few hours he seemed completely dead inside, so I was about to mercy kill him when he woke up. He was a rather pathetic soul at the time, but he regained his usual obsessive asshole state quite fast. Unfortunately, he didn't learn his lesson.

But I did learn his lack of powers from it. There's no darkness within him. Our master hasn't blessed him with that power, it seems.]

[helpusduelist]

[Hm... yes, he does remember Yugi being different then. An "other" Yugi? Maybe it was something like the spirit... or something else entirely. He'll file that away for later on.

But none of that darkness power... and a punishment like that for killing Mahad. The darker side of Henry twists in delight at hearing about the thief's suffering, then quiets as the king pushes it away. It was cruel to do, but he feels no pity for the man. It was what he deserved, at the very least.

The gun... he hopes it was thrown into the ocean, if nothing else.

And who is this "Master" of yours?]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[That question gives him pause. He recalls mentioning him to Henry before, but not with any details. He'd never even offered the name, then. But things were a little different now, it seemed.

His voice is almost hesitant when he replies. Almost.

Beats me. I know the name, and I know that our goals are the same, but I don't know shit about him. His name is 'Zorc Necrophades'. Anything beyond that is lost to me, along with those memories of three thousand years ago.]

[helpusduelist]

[The name doesn't ring a bell, unfortunately. Hrmph.

I see. Then I'll just be thankful he lacks that power.

And that's all he'll say on that, shifting his other arm a little and snuggling into Ryou some. His heart's calmed a little, at least, resuming its usual, even beat.]

I wish that I could take you in and protect you, Ryou...

[fluffydeathdealer]

[As if in response to those words, Bakura falls silent, retreating into the Ring to allow Ryou his peace.

Closing his eyes, Ryou leans against him a little more, feeling a little better just for his presence.]

I'm grateful you're here even now. Though if this sleeplessness keeps up, I might need to take you up on that offer to temporarily make use of an empty dorm some night.

[helpusduelist]

I could do that. We wouldn't have the barrier that the dorm has, but I could set up the monsters, ensure that everything is locked and covered...

[Sigh. He moves his hand off the Ring, holding Ryou close. This warm presence... he doesn't want to lose it, even temporarily. No.]

Whatever it took for you to be safe.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[And Ryou is happy to be held, cuddling close and relaxing entirely at last. He lets the Ring rest on the rock beside them. His voice lowers, a whisper in Henry's ear that the Ring couldn't possibly pick up.]

Father... I think I need to train harder. I don't like being helpless like this.

[helpusduelist]

[Henry gives a slight nod, shifting so that Ryou can see his smile.]

Whenever you wish, we'll start training again. You should have healed enough for the more intensive parts.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Un. I'll do my best. [He returns the smile with one of his own.] I'm healed quite well for the most part. There's just some persistent burns that're being troublesome.

[helpusduelist]

[He places a light kiss on Ryou's head, smiling.]

Good. I'm glad to hear that it's mostly clearing up. I wish I could do more to heal them for you, but when my card's magic doesn't work, there's not much left.

[fluffydeathdealer]

My arms and leg's fine now, so it's just the worse ones that's struggling. I did a little research on them. Apart from scarring, there's probably some pretty heavy nerve damage, and that won't heal, but the parts that are hurting will heal healthily within an undisclosed amount of time. That's something, after all.

[helpusduelist]

[Even parts that won't heal... sigh. That beast was truly terrible.]

Yes, it is. I might have to start putting you through your paces to get your body in a bit better shape.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Un. I'll work as hard as you like.

[Though that description makes him groan inside. Through his paces, indeed...]

[helpusduelist]

[He pets Ryou's hair again, softly.]

After you rest, I think. Just in case.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[With a little noise of tiredness, he nods, resting his head on Henry's shoulders.]

I feel like I haven't slept in a month instead of just a few days...

[helpusduelist]

Sleep now, if you need to. I'll keep watch out here. And at worst, I can carry you inside. [He chuckles.] You sleep rather... deeply.

[fluffydeathdealer]

If I can... I might be too tired.

[It sounds like an oxymoron, but he knows how hard it can be to sleep when you've stayed up for a while.]

Eheh... Am I really that bad? You're the one that pinned Uncle Jack and I on the couch that time, remember...

[helpusduelist]

Truthfully, I don't sleep very deeply often at all. I don't wake up at every sound, but something loud or unknown movement will quickly wake me up. It was more that it was with you and Jack that allowed me to sleep like that.

It was... an interesting experience.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Maybe we're just that calming... or maybe you just like Uncle Jack that much.

Who knows?

[helpusduelist]

[Henry laughs a little at that.]

It could be both. I have said that Jack is one of the few people I feel genuinely comfortable with, haven't I?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Un. It's nice, when you meet people like that.

[helpusduelist]

And you're one of them. My precious son, no matter what happens.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Father... I think... I would like to go back with you someday, when you find a way.

[His voice is sleepy and for a moment, he seems to doze off only to jerk awake again.]