Malik Ishtar (
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I am Malik Ish-- I MEAN MY NAME IS NAMU.
[Malik had humoured the nurse, listened to her explanation until it made him burn with fury and he knocked her back with a telekinetic blast of his Millennium Rod. He storms out of the office mere moments later, letting out a frustrated cry.]
Rruhh! This cannot be! [Why this, in the middle of the Battle City tournament?! He was so close, so close to his revenge on the Pharaoh he could practically taste it, and now he was here. It made him so furious, and--]
[The teenager suddenly winces, bringing a hand to his head as an intense headache pounds at the forefront of his skull. He takes a moment then to calm himself, shaking for a bit before he finally straightens back up.]
[The Egyptian looks either way down the hall, silently hooking his Millennium Rod to his belt. Now was the worst possible time to be caught off guard like this. But for now he would just have to hope he could find a way out of here...and that he wouldn't bump into anybody who might recognize the Rod for what it really is. Then again, even if he did, he could always use the Rod to warp their mind into thinking it was nothing more than a decoration.
Still, he better play it safe and put on a nice face. After all, he was supposed to be Namu, not Malik.]
Ah...I really am lost! [He calls out innocently.]
((ooc: Here's his Permissions Post for anybody that missed it. I'll default to "no" on everything otherwise, and ask on a case-by-case basis.))
Rruhh! This cannot be! [Why this, in the middle of the Battle City tournament?! He was so close, so close to his revenge on the Pharaoh he could practically taste it, and now he was here. It made him so furious, and--]
[The teenager suddenly winces, bringing a hand to his head as an intense headache pounds at the forefront of his skull. He takes a moment then to calm himself, shaking for a bit before he finally straightens back up.]
[The Egyptian looks either way down the hall, silently hooking his Millennium Rod to his belt. Now was the worst possible time to be caught off guard like this. But for now he would just have to hope he could find a way out of here...and that he wouldn't bump into anybody who might recognize the Rod for what it really is. Then again, even if he did, he could always use the Rod to warp their mind into thinking it was nothing more than a decoration.
Still, he better play it safe and put on a nice face. After all, he was supposed to be Namu, not Malik.]
Ah...I really am lost! [He calls out innocently.]
((ooc: Here's his Permissions Post for anybody that missed it. I'll default to "no" on everything otherwise, and ask on a case-by-case basis.))
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Or rather, he went by "Henry". Heh. I don't know how this place works, or why he claims to be the King of England, but he's definitely him, he looks just like him! If this place really draws people in from different points in time...then he has to be one of the Pharaoh's reincarnations.
[Malik raises a hand, grinning viciously as he curls his fingers around the rod.] Haha...and even if he isn't, just seeing his face is enough to make me furious.
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[A stranger with the face of Yugi Moto, claiming to go by another name. Another ruler. How strange.
If this man is a version of the Pharaoh, then it's entirely possible to get his revenge even without the Pharaoh he knows. Of course, it won't count, but that doesn't matter.
The Pharaoh from his time is needed. Yugi too. But this one is not. He can't help but laugh quietly, a slow chuckle that rises and swells into a dark and crazed laugh.]
That look suits you, Malik Ishtar!
[That's right; this 'Henry' won't even know to be wary. It'll leave him vulnerable.]
Do you plan to kill him?
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Of course I plan to kill him! I don't care if he's the Pharoah from my time or not, I'll kill every one of them, given the chance!
[He smirks again, taking a step towards Bakura, as if trying to keep out prying ears and eyes.]
And you'll help me, of course. I already have a plan..."Henry" came here with three other friends, you see.
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[Of course he would help. An opportunity like this was almost impossible to disregard. Even if it was a meaningless attempt, it would be something fun. Something entertaining in this quietly meaningless place. His eyes were ablaze with his usual energy as he crossed the room in just a couple of steps to where Malik stood.]
The joys of friendship, huh? Heheheh.
[Pharaoh... You never will learn.]
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The battle between Jounouchi and Yugi may have failed, but this time I have a better idea.
Mainly... [He narrows his eyes.] I'll let them both die. There won't be any room for error this time.
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[Folding his arms over his chest, he shook his head to get his hair out of his eyes and smiled.]
Seeing them writhing on the ground in their agonized death throes... [His smile widened.] What a wonderful sight that will be.
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[...But nevermind that. He had too much good news to share to let that keep him down.]
Oh yes, that reminds me. [A smirk reveals itself again.] According to "Henry", the monsters they duel with are real--and they don't even need the Shadow Realm as a medium.
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[He was too startled even to be sarcastic, at that. While he himself had the ability to bring the monsters to life without a medium other than the cards, it was an ability too troublesome to use needlessly or for prolonged periods - and more so, it was an ability he knew the Pharaoh didn't have.]
Who the hell taught him to do that?!
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According to what he told me, he still uses cards. I'm not entirely sure how it works, but it seems to be some form of magic. Also...according to him, and the girl, they arrived here using a set of cards as a summoning spell.
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[He can't tell if he's being hit on or not. Goddammit, Malik, be more clear!
He stays silent for a moment before drawing a card from his pocket. Electric Lizard. It would do.]
Watch. I'm going to show you a secret.
[The card glows, the image going blank as the creature upon it appears in the room. Bakura moves his hand, placing it in front of Malik in a defensive gesture as the creature snarls, thinking it's been summoned to attack.]
Oy. If you're hungry, go raid the fridge or eat that disgusting mess I threw away earlier.
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--hh?! Since when could you do that?!
[Despite his shock, Malik's already getting ideas. He looks towards his partner, eyes still wide with shock.] We could use this...
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[He can't help but grin at the look on Malik's face. Ah... he hasn't done this since Duelist Kingdom. Man-Eater Bug definitely enjoyed those foolish guards. But this is almost as entertaining.]
I've never had much patience for magicians, but I've picked up a few tricks in my time. It's tiresome, but I've been able to do this for a long, long time.
[...even the Lizard won't touch the Natto. He lets it disappear without a word of acknowledgement.]
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Is it your Millennium Item that lets you do that? You'll have to show me how.
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[He smugly tucks the card back into his deck.]
If you have the patience to try it, I'm sure you can learn.
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For something like that, I have all the patience in the world.
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[He wonders if Malik can even handle a skill like that. Well... it's worth a try. He might have enough power to him.]
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[Sits back on the couch, crossing his legs. Come on, sit down~]
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Come, then. Tell me what you're planning...
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[And thus, an evil plan was set into motion.]