CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: EVERYTHING AND THE KITCHEN SINK

[intercom_voice]

[Hopefully everybody likes waking up outside.

Because as it were, in the middle of the night when everybody had been asleep or lulled into a sudden one by the sheer weight of the air around them...the Campus disappeared in its entirety. Left behind was only the cool surface of the concrete foundation.

For now it seems the residents were left to fend for themselves in the wilderness of the island. Not even the voice from over the intercom would comfort them.]

((ooc: the school has disappeared, along with all the NPCs and everything that was inside! no opt-out areas this time around. The temperature is cool during the day, and colder at night.

The event will last until October 20th, and I'll post a closer to signify it. Everything will be returned to its rightful place then.))

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For obeytherod

[fluffydeathdealer]

[The two of them are quite a sight, entwined together as they are. Malik in his tank top and shorts, Bakura in just Ryou's pyjama bottoms. Curled up together on the concrete, Bakura only presses closer to Malik in response to the sudden chill of the building disappearing. He regrets not wearing a shirt to bed, if it's going to get this cold. Luckily Malik's warmth is enough to offset that chill and he isn't too bothered by the discomfort of the concrete. Nuzzling absently into Malik's hair, he murmurs something softly in irritation. Why did it get so cold so fast?

But even he can't ignore the fact that things have suddenly changed, and he wakes soon after, blinking in confusion as the realization hits him that he's on the ground for some reason. Did they fall out of bed? No, he realizes in surprise, looking up at the sky above them.]

Oy, Malik...

[obeytherod]

[Malik curls up against Bakura as the cool air hits his bare legs and arms, causing goosebumps to rise up along his dark skin. It takes him longer to come to than his partner, his first sight being that of Bakura's face. It's not until he focuses on what's beyond that face that he notices the concrete stretching before him and the other people laying across it.]

Huh...? [He twists his head enough to glance around eyes bleary and not quite comprehending the situation. When he looks up and spots the sky, it finally hits him.]

What in the...

[fluffydeathdealer]

[His arms tighten protectively around Malik as he looks around. This really isn't good... his fucking deck was in the building when it vanished. That realization makes him pale even further than usual, though it might not be so evident. He has little on his person, leaving them vulnerable to attack if something happens.]

Malik... How the hell did we lose a fucking building?

[There's too many people to consider being here in this state 'safe'. Reaching down, he feels out the familiar feeling of the knife against his ankle, hidden underneath his pyjamas. Good... they're not entirely helpless, then.]

[obeytherod]

...I don't know. [The ramifications of the situation were quick to settle in, waking him up and sending his mind reeling in an instance. Hastily he checks his belt and pockets only to find that the Rod, his deck, and Ra were all missing. Had he put them on him before he went to bed? He can't remember...

Out here in the open like this, they were sitting ducks. The fact that the school had disappeared like that was incredibly unnerving, and all he could think about was finding a place to hide.]

Come on! [He pulls himself out of Bakura's arms, urging him to get up with as much composure as he can.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura's on his feet in an instant, making a mental note of gratitude that his body felt good enough by now. Most of his wounds were pretty much gone, which was good - there was no chance of getting medical supplies if they needed them now. His gaze flickers over the area, taking note of the people still around.

His quick mind takes note of the situation easily. If the school was gone, nobody could tell what would be next, and there would be no shelter if there was a storm. But that wasn't the issue. What was the issue was that Malik and his host were in danger like this. In the open, if anyone decided to hurt them, they were done for. Though with the blend of people here, it might be safer to stick around a little.]

Like this, there's no sense making for the lake, like we did last time. And the caves would be too obvious. We'll have to head into the jungle and rely on the streams for water.

But, Malik, I don't think anyone will attack us with this many people around. The problem will be what happens when they disperse, or we're out of earshot.

[Wake up. You need to see this...

Forgoing his usual supression method, he mentally shook his host awake. It was important for him to observe the situation this time.]

Ryou's awake.

[The hidden 'watch your words' was implied.]

[obeytherod]

[Malik follows him up, intent on leaving the area immediately when the other boy stalls his efforts by speaking.

Bakura had a point. With so many other people around, only a fool would try to attack them, and without his Rod on him that "past" Bakura shouldn't even notice him. But that was far from his biggest concern right now.]

That's true, but I doubt they'll stay here long.

[He gives a small nod to acknowledge Ryou's presence before continuing. He'll have to make sure he doesn't say anything incriminating, then...]

We should still leave...I don't like this. [Malik glances down at the concrete around them, finding a chill creep up his spine.] I can't tell if this is an illusion or real...

[His Rod could cast an illusion like this, and considering the item was missing, he was growing suspicious.

If they were stolen, he'd find a way to kill the one who did it and get it back, but if they'd just vanished with the rest of the school...

Malik felt an unpleasant churn in his gut, a dangerous amount of despair at the pit of it. If he lost the Rod now, and Ra... Everything he'd work for would be ruined.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Without hesitation, he nods and starts walking, expecting Malik to follow.]

If it's an illusion, it's on a large level. We should find somewhere temporary to hole up and plan. I can scout for somewhere more long-term once we've got somewhere safe.

[The missing Rod was concerning, but his biggest priority right now was Malik. He could regain the Rod once he tracked down whoever was behind this and ripped their soul out through their stomach. If Malik was so uncomfortable here, they'd need to find somewhere else.]

If it's an illusion, we'd still need to avoid the walls, right?

[obeytherod]

[Malik follows, his eyes glancing suspiciously at the people around them.]

...I don't know. [The answer was quieter than usual, but earnest.] I've never seen an illusion done on this scale before. But it's that or the building was magicked away without us noticing.

You tell me which seems more likely. [It was rhetorical, of course. Malik already knew the answer.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hell if I know! I've never seen it either. Either we're being mindfucked right now, or someone managed to steal a goddamn building. Both of them seem kind of stupid ideas.

[Ryou attempts to pat Malik on the head, but fails, and pouts in the background as he tags along.]

[obeytherod]

The former at least seemed plausible, and it's possible that we're the only ones experiencing this. ...Or it might just be me.

[Without the Rod, Malik was unable to see Ryou at all. He does sense something though, jerking slightly at the touch and looking around.]

A bug...?

[fluffydeathdealer]

No, I'm definitely experiencing this.

[Bakura ignores Malik's paranoia in favour of leading him deeper into the forest.]

Something wrong?

[obeytherod]

[No...

Malik was too familiar with how the Rod worked to be able to simply let this go. He stops following Bakura suddenly, taking a slight step back. There was a look of growing horror on his face.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Hang on, there's no movement behind him. He turns to stare back at Malik, confused.]

...eh? Malik?

[Just to tease, Ryou runs fingers down Malik's spine.]

[obeytherod]

[Malik couldn't be sure that this was really Bakura, or that this wasn't all some fabrication using his Rod. What if he was being lead into a trap right now...?!

That sudden chill down his spine is mistaken for a sixth sense.]

I'm going to go back... [He abruptly turns and heads back for the school.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Eh-?!

[He moves quickly to grab Malik by the arm.]

Oy, Malik... weren't you the one who wanted to get away from it in the first place? Don't tell me you're getting spooked by those tricks.

[obeytherod]

[Malik rips his arm away, taking a few hurried steps away from Bakura.]

...No. I'm going back.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...eh? Fine, then, if that's what you want.

[He follows him, looking confused.

Ryou's confusion is even worse. Why is Malik acting like such a weirdo? Is he really this freaked out?]

[obeytherod]

[Malik glances back at Bakura every so often on their way back, something obviously bothering him.

Were there any tell-tale signs of something or someone being effected by an illusion? He'd never had the Rod used on himself, so he couldn't be sure...]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura's confusion only grows as they return to the place where the school was.]

What the hell's going on, Malik? You're acting kind of weird.

[obeytherod]

[Sitting back down on the concrete, Malik mulls in his thoughts, unsure of what he should say to the "Bakura" in front of him. All he needed was a way to test if he was the real Bakura, right...?

Eventually he settles the Bakura in front of him with a cold stare.]

I have no way of knowing if you're an illusion or not to go with this.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I see... Heh heh, you're really that paranoid?

[Flopping down on the hard ground, he stretches, not even noticing as Ryou flops down beside them, kneeling there and watching the two of them curiously.]

Then how can I prove I'm not an illusion?

[obeytherod]

...I don't know. That's what I'm trying to figure out.

[His brow knits thoughtfully. If it was only an illusion, then maybe touch would do it? But then the fact they'd been able to simply walk off the concrete was disconcerting.

Then again, it may be that that spot wasn't where the school was at all.]

Come here. [He holds his hands out, utterly serious.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...eh?

[Confusedly, he moves over, not bothering to get up fully. It was more like crawling than anything else, but after a moment he was settled against Malik, pressing close.]

What, are you that lonely?

[obeytherod]

Huh--?! [Malik blinks in shock when Bakura suddenly presses against him, his hands still held out in place.]

That's not what I meant. [He pushes Bakura back and plants his hands carelessly on his face, feeling it up.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He grumbles in irritation, but reluctantly submits to the feeling. It's the same skin, too soft despite the sharp angles of his face, unmarred save for the cross-shaped scar below his eye. It's just as warm as ever and he mockingly turns his head to press a kiss to the palm of Malik's hand at one point.]