[Event] It couldn't last forever.

[helpusduelist]

[The lights going out had certainly surprised Henry, but he had been prepared for such a thing. He didn't fully understand the "electricity" that this place seemed to have, and thus, lacking that understanding, he had decided to prepare in case it disappeared.

Just like it had now.

Candles in that old-style holder and lit, Henry at least had some visibility despite the pressing darkness. Making sure to store away the others (at least after making sure Eleanor and Jack had ones themselves) he's started off into the Campus, looking for anyone lost in this darkness to help them find their way back to their dorms, or wherever else it was they wanted to go.]

Comments

ON THE THIRD DAY OF DARKNESS, A SPIRIT YELLED AT THEE

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Finding Henry wasn't too hard. He let Ryou settle in, returned to him and later that day, he simply used the Ring to seek him out. How annoying... having to spend all night putting up with just that soul fragment of Malik for company. Leaning on a tree, arms folded over his chest, he considers waiting for Henry to say something and speaks first instead.]

I should scold you for keeping my host out all night.

[helpusduelist]

Scold your partner for being the one to cause him such distress.

[Henry doesn't even look behind him at the spirit, tending to the fire.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Like he'd listen. I don't even know what the hell got him so upset anyway. I was asleep.

[He scoffs a little, watching Henry curiously. Part of him is still pretty wary of fire, so like hell he's getting closer.]

[helpusduelist]

Jealousy?

[It's a sharp, sarcastic joke.

Henry seems to be warming himself, if the way his cloak is around him is any indication. His soul is touched by darkness, not ice, so the chill of an island suffering a three-day night is plenty to get to him. But this is still better than inside.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...care to run that by me again?

[Bakura himself isn't bothered by the cold. He prefers heat, but between the nerve damage and his own natural tolerance levels, he doesn't care.]

[helpusduelist]

No.

[Henry huddles down into his cloak some more, sighing a little.]

I don't even know what I was suggesting in the first place. I'm used to cold and rain, but not to this degree.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...honestly...

[See this, Henry? This is a thick, heavy black trenchcoat being casually lobbed on top of you.]

Idiot! The fire won't be enough like this! You should have grabbed some blankets or something too!

[helpusduelist]

[...Wha?

Henry pulls the coat back a bit to look at it, turning a head to give Bakura the most skeptical, confused, and "what do you want" look he's ever gotten before.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Don't give me that look! Just give that back to me when this is all over. I've lost one coat I was fond of already. I don't want to lose another!

[He scowls at Henry as seriously as if he were telling him something important rather than warning him about the coat.]

[helpusduelist]

[The look is still firmly on him, and Henry is now checking the coat suspiciously for something. He's not sure what -- daggers? Poison? Something else?]

You'll forgive me if I'm a bit confused at a random kindness from you, I hope?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[There's actually very little in the pockets. A strip of painkillers is probably the only thing of interest there.]

'Kindness'? Don't be a fool! As easy as it would be to let you just freeze to death, it's annoying trying to talk to someone who's half-dead from the cold.

[helpusduelist]

Heh... so it's a selfish thing for your own entertainment? That I can understand.

[He seems content with the explanation and pulls the coat over him. With it and his thick cape, he's starting to feel warmer already.]

Sit down, then. It's annoying trying to talk to someone behind me.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...Tch.

[He hesitates before moving over to sit cross-legged on the ground beside him. There's still a good distance between the two - and between him and the fire. But at least Henry can see who he's talking to now.]

Fine then. But there's no need for me to get too close. I don't feel cold at all.

[helpusduelist]

You have an interesting endurance, then. I've marched through rain, mud, and clouds, and even I'm feeling chilled.

[Henry's eyes drift to the fire and he quirks his eyebrow at it. There's a giggle in his soul and he's not sure what's going, sitting up --

-- just as a monster bursts out of the fire right at Bakura, swinging flames and embers in his direct with a sharp yell.]

1/2

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura shrieks in response, recoiling reflexively - only to realize too late those flames and embers aren't real. Luckily for him, he didn't manage to grab his deck before he did.]

2/3

[fluffydeathdealer]

[...he's never looked more like his host than he does right now, twitching on the ground.]

3

[fluffydeathdealer]

THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, YOU TRAITOR!

[He half-shrieks the words at her, sitting up to yell a stream of curses that even Eleanor would raise an eyebrow at.]

[helpusduelist]

[Henry has promptly doubled over, laughing loudly and uncontrollably with both his arms laced over his stomach.

OH GOD, HAVE MERCY...


Hiita giggles as he falls, then when he yells at her, she pulls down her eyelid and sticks her tongue out with her fox mimicking the gesture, both making fun of him.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Kh...

[He flashes her the middle finger in response, face burning with humilation and rage.]

[helpusduelist]

[Hiita just laughs at him, then disappears back into Henry's soul. Henry is nearly falling off the log, still unable to get his laughing fit back under control.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

It's not that amusing!

[Ugh... He can't even look at Henry, he's too humiliated. Maybe he should just... distract him. What had Henry said right before?]

You were asking about my endurance, right?

[helpusduelist]

[...Okay. He's calm. He's... still snickering, but he's calm. Ahem.]

Yes, I was.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Tch! [Asshole.]

It's got nothing to do with my physical being. It's just a benefit of being me. I don't have the same problems with pain or temperature as my host would. I can endure things that would kill him out of sheer shock.

[helpusduelist]

I see... so you stay in control during times like this to spare him the suffering, or keep his life from ending.

[He hadn't thought that was a thing. Interesting.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

It's only natural. This body is frail.

[Drawing his hair over his shoulder, he picks leaves out of it from when he hit the deck. His next words are callously cold.]

If Ryou had been in control at any time during those first two days, you two would never have met.