Panty raid time!

[moderndaydragon]

[So, maybe you were just relaxing in your dorm. Or getting a shower, or what have you. But there's a knock at your door, soon enough! On the other side is Karasu with a bag over her shoulder, who gives a bright smile just before asking:]

Would it be okay if I looked through your closet?

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[moderndaydragon]

[One specific dorm is getting a sharp few taps on the door some time later! Answer it, ya lazy bastards!]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Those 'lazy bastards' were injured and traumatised, thank you very much! Still, before long, he nudges the door open and peeks through the gap.]

Eh...? Karasu-chan?

[moderndaydragon]

Hi, Bakura-kun! Can I come in?

[fluffydeathdealer]

...yeah, hold on.

[A little awkwardly, he manages to tug the door open. The apartment's in a bit of a state of disarray; hopefully Karasu doesn't mind either that, or the fact that he's both shirtless and bandaged to hell and back.]

What's in the bag?

[moderndaydragon]

[She comes in happily, but it's all smashed when she sees the bandages. Worry immediately sweeps over her face and she looks almost frantic.]

B-Bakura-kun! What happened?! Are you okay?

[fluffydeathdealer]

It's fine, it's fine! [He lifts his hands hurriedly to try to calm her, forcing a smile. ...it doesn't help that they're wrapped in bandages too. Just... gonna stuff them back into his pockets.]

It's kinda painful, that's all.

[moderndaydragon]

[She fidgets a little, resisting the morbid urge to poke.]

What happened...?

[Painful... she shakes her head.]

I'm sorry, I shouldn't... I mean, you should probably sit back down.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Sankyuu~

[That little joking comment aside, he does, stretching out on Malik's couch as if he owns it.]

I said it's fine, didn't I? Some lunatic set me on fire, but it's fine now. He's gone.

[Wait, their last conversation...]

...and it wasn't Namu-kun, before you think it.

[moderndaydragon]

Ah...

[She's clearly worried at the "lunatic," but nods in relief when he confirms that the man's gone. The fact that it's not Namu seems to cause her to relax more, glancing around the state of the apartment, the large bag apparently forgotten.]

Did Namu-kun get hurt, too?

[fluffydeathdealer]

No, Namu-kun wasn't around at the time.

[His tone turns serious again and he leans his head back against the couch.]

I'll recover. It looks worse than it is.

...so, the bag?

[moderndaydragon]

[Oh! ...well, now she feels silly, nudging it with a foot.]

I, ah... I went around the building and got some clothes. I wanted to find something else to wear myself and I thought you might want some other clothes too, so...

[Ah... this is awkward... she tilts her head a little down and to the side, letting her hair hide her face.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...eh? Really?

[He stares at her with slightly wide eyes. Did she really go wandering around to grab clothes? A slow giggle rises into a full out chuckle.]

Interesting! You really are interesting, Karasu!

[moderndaydragon]

Uh... Thanks?

[She's not quite sure what's so funny about that, but she really isn't sure of anything right now, just shifting from foot to foot.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I don't think I've ever met anyone like you... Honestly, I appreciate it. My favourite clothes got burnt pretty badly, so I was a little grouchy. This came at a good time. If you don't mind a little slowness, I'd like to see what you've got.

[And he'd called Malik vain... Heheh, of course he'd be bothered by the loss of his coat and that comfortable t-shirt.]

[moderndaydragon]

Ah! I'm glad I have good timing, then!

[Phew... that's a relief, at least. Karasu brings the bag over, putting it beside him.]

There's a lot for me in there too, so don't mind it.

[Dresses... were a rare thing for her, but there's probably quite a few mixed up in there.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Did you guess at my size, or are the things in here pretty much random?

[He has to ask, out of curiosity. It's not like she'd know his size, after all. Curiously, he tugs one of her dresses out.]

Huh... I didn't know you were into gothic lolita.

[moderndaydragon]

I just tried to guess at what might fit, so there's probably a lot in there that's not right.

[...Blinkblink. Wha...]

I didn't even notice I grabbed something like that! [Somewhat embarrassed.] I guess it was in one of the piles I grabbed from the North Wing...

[fluffydeathdealer]

You should try it on anyway. There's probably things in here that'll look good with it.

[He laughs a little, fumbling in the bag and tugging out a black shirt. Not bad... it'd probably hide blood pretty easily.]

[moderndaydragon]

[Karasu's cheeks heat up a bit more and she scratches the back of her neck. Ah-heh...]

You really think so?

[fluffydeathdealer]

I think so. Here.

[Tugging a few more things out, he offers them to her.]

You can use the bedroom if you want. Namu-kun isn't here, and even if he was, he never uses it. He prefers the couch.

[moderndaydragon]

Ah, that's all right.

[He's already seen her naked... and rescued her while doing it, to boot. She doesn't seem to really mind undressing and redressing in front of him, though she definitely has some trouble actually getting it on. Oof.

When she manages it, she shifts some, pulling down at the skirt.]

...How's it look?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He whistles a little, looking entertained.]

Heheh! I'd clap if I could, Karasu! You suit that look surprisingly well. But...

[Drawing something else he's noticed out, he leans over and offers it on the palm of his hand. It's like a hairslide, but with a delicate, deep blue rose upon it.]

...try this too.

[moderndaydragon]

[Ah, she hadn't even noticed that. Karasu picks it up, fidgeting with it for a minute or two as she tries to get it to set. The thing keeps slipping down over her eyes, but after some struggle, she manages to get it on properly.]

Gotcha! There!

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heheh. It suits you, Karasu.

[It's hilarious seeing her try to get it to stay in place. It's all he can do not to laugh but he doesn't want to offend her.]

You look like a dancer of some kind.

[moderndaydragon]

A dancer? Me? No way... I've got two left feet. I can't dance at all.

[This really feels weird... she reaches down, smoothing out the skirt again.]

I'm a better singer than dancer.