Joint Post! Like an Old Married Couple

[fluffydeathdealer]

[From just outside the jungle's trees, near the mountainside, some bickering can be heard:]

Here. It's probably fresher than you'd like, but it's all we have.
...I can't eat that, Bakura.
You don't have the option to be picky, Malik!
No...I really can't, you fool!
Tch... I can cook it a bit more, but we have to be careful, or the smoke from the fire will give us away!
Ughh...can't you find some fruit? Just look up.
Do you want to die? If someone finds you while I'm out looking for fruit, you'll have worse problems than having to eat meat.
But Bakura... [Malik sounds a bit like he might be ill.] My stomach...
O-oy! Hold on a little longer, okay? I'll see if I can find something close by. I'll stay within earshot, so if someone approaches, scream.
Just get a couple...I don't need that much.
Be quiet, you idiot. You need to eat something. [He chomps down on the meat Malik refused to eat.]
Well? I can't eat anything if you don't go get something!

((ooc: So! Tags will come from both Bakura and Malik. If we're going to tag you with both on a turn we'll put a "1/2" in the subject line, otherwise it's just one at a time. Also since the two of them are injured, we just ask that nobody with magic healing powers comes along to heal them up and stuff. Thanks!

Warnings for adult content in some threads.))

Comments

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He scoffs a little at the obvious skepticism. Stupid foreigners...]

You're thinking of the wrong God. The one Malik summoned is called Ra. He was considered to be a God of the Sun.

[His lip curls in distaste.]

But, if it offends your sensitive nerves... just think of it as a very large golden bird with a lot of firepower behind it. If you get directly hit by Ra... you're dead.

Though if it helps... it took so much energy he could barely stand, and the summon didn't last even a moment. I don't think he can do it again. Trying it again will probably kill him.

[stealsyourduelist]

[And in the middle of that, Rosenkreuz is coming back with the Rose Duelists, already listening in.]

Monsters that are as Gods... I have heard of such a thing...

[When he went searching through Kaiba's mind, and he saw Obelisk and Osiris. They were quite formidable, although he hasn't heard of this Ra.]

If he is unable to summon it now, then we should act quickly, and strike before his energy returns. But just in case, my Ultimate Blue Eyes should be enough of a challenge.

[helpusduelist]

[Henry gives Rosenkreuz a curious look, but lets it drop at that. Yes... that's probably the best idea.]

Then we had best ready ourselves and go now. He could be anywhere on the island at this point and time is against us. I would rather stop him before his energy returns, myself.

[Because while he knows Rosenkreuz's dragon is formidable, he still has a very bad feeling about this whole thing.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura opens his mouth to retort, but before he can, Jack is already there. He yelps in surprise as his burnt arm is seized, used to haul him to his feet - and then practically shrieks in surprise as he's seized around the waist, lifted and tossed over Jack's shoulder unceremoniously like a sack of potatoes.]

OWOWOWOWOWOWOW-! BASTARD! Don't get carried away!

[His legs kick haphazardly in the air. Like this, he can't even see, goddammit. His hair is just sort of falling over his face.]

[redrosechose]

[...

snrk.]

Why, that's a perfect way for you to travel with us, you bloody tosser.

[fluffydeathdealer]

SHUT THE HELL UP!

[He knows the meaning of those weird words now, goddammit.]

[redrosechose]

Make me.

[He can't, because Jack actually likes her for serving Henry and you're about as combat-ready as a wet kitten.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Maybe next time...

Besides, I've shut you up before. You talk pretty big for a woman with such a vulnerable mind - and such boring habits.

What the hell is the point of decorating your goddamn nails with roses?

[whiterosefoes]

Agh! [His comment makes Harriet more enraged than Eleanor was. She was so close to catching him - hindsight is 20/20.]

Fuck, I knew you weren't Elly! Ooh, you dirty bastard... you really were touching her boobs!

[redrosechose]

He was what?! What the hell did you do?!

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oy! Don't paint me as some kind of pervert! I've never had tits before, so I was wondering what they felt like!

[He actually sounds offended.]

[redrosechose]

[...]

JACK.

[It's the only warning the Lancastrian gets about the upcoming jarring, because Eleanor just pulls her arm back and decks Bakura, right in the motherfucking face. She's wearing her armor, so that's a thin sheet of forged metal with joints meeting his face at sharp speeds.

I hope you didn't need anything there.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[OW. HIS FACE.

...

RYOU'S FACE.]

Honestly... like my host isn't going to be crying enough when he wakes up.

[He mutters the words through gritted teeth, feeling the pain in his face. Just. Going to let his head hang down now. Stare at the shiny armor for a bit. Because his head is spinning and he thinks something might be broken.]

[helpusduelist]

...Care to explain?

[It's at all three of them in general, because Henry's kinda confused.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

You people... heheh... [He doesn't even lift his head.]

The boy these two girls met was not just an act. Ryou Bakura is just a vessel...

The reason I was able to take the Rod back is because I have no body of my own. Even if this body dies, I can just take another! Just like I borrowed Eleanor's earlier.

[whiterosefoes]

[Harriet really had thought that Ryou was just an act. If only she had caught on sooner, maybe they could have prevented him from taking over Eleanor. And to think that he's just taking over some poor kid's life! The look on her face is one of total disgust.]

You son of a bitch...

[She's going to go figure out how to punch people in their souls.]

[helpusduelist]

[Henry's face darkens, thoughts whirling through his head. This, then... was something far above they thought possible.]

...

[He shifts a cautious glance to Jack, a clear "be careful and don't put him down" look as he tries to muse over this new information.]

[redrosechose]

Bastard...

[ALL THE GLARES]

[stealsyourduelist]

[Unlike everyone else, his face remains neutral if thoughtful. The knowledge that Bakura is demon possessed doesn't seem to gain him any pity, but.... Ah, a good thing he didn't touch the Ring while he was bandaging him then. He was wise to wait until he knew more.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oy, oy... Immortality's got its price, you know? Don't tell me your morals are too high for you to see the benefits. You power-hungry people...

[His voice holds a smile, despite the pain. He could swear Jack's arm actually tightened around his waist. And then-]

OW! Bastard!

[Jack can be heard snickering a little. Why yes, that was his gauntlet digging into one of the bandaged burns.]

[whiterosefoes]

Please. Only Rosenkreuz is that mad!

[stealsyourduelist]

[...well, it would be fun to experience all the power and glory he intends to obtain for his future generations. But he's too pissed at Bakura to acknowledge that.]

You malign me, dear Duelist. I have no pity for it, as you're using it to be a nuisance to me.

[fluffydeathdealer]

You used Malik's fear to obtain an ancient artefact that, while formerly in possession of your past self, belongs wholly in another's hands! Can you honestly claim to have no desire for power, Rosenkreuz?

[His smile can be felt in his voice.]

Heheheh... you're not so different from me.

[stealsyourduelist]

Wrong! He lost the right to that artifact when he used it to cross me... and bring harm to my companions. [he adds almost as an afterthought.] I don't give a damn who you think it belongs to! As if I would ask the opinion of any maggot I find on the ground.

[by the way, he's still pretty sure family heirloom qualifies him as rightful owner anyway.]

But enough standing around.

[he's swooshing his cape and heading out. Everyone follow him!]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heheheh... You fool. I never claimed Malik was the person it belongs to.

[Oof... being carried like this is painful and embarassing.]

Everyone else are little more than borrowers who pass it from hand to hand. Pawns in the thread of a much bigger game. That's why I didn't protest you taking it. In the end, the Items will return to who they belong to... While your body rots in the dirt.

The Millennium Items have been drawing together for three millennia, Rosenkreuz! You're just a flash in their memories!