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]

[It's hard to be modest in an immodest world! He's already having weird thoughts about you and that weird guy in the back of his head, he doesn't need more.]

I don't have any!

[obeytherod]

...Listen. [He raises his Rod threateningly, pointing it at Ryou.] You have three options: either you take those pants off, I have the spirit take those pants off, or I force you to take those pants off. Your choice!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[...why is he pointing a shiny gold stick at him.

Why is he threatening to force him to take his pants off.

Why is his life so messed up?]

Y-yes...!

[He really doesn't want to have to take them off in front of Malik, but... It'll be more embarassing if this goes further. So he obediently - if fearfully - takes off his trousers and folds them neatly on the table.]

[obeytherod]

Good boy.

[Malik puts the Rod away and gestures for Bakura to turn so his legs aren't under the table. He barely even gave Ryou's underwear a cursory glance before setting his sights on those bandages.]

Now... [He looks at the items in his hands, realizing he has no bloody idea what to do with them.] Did that women leave any instructions?

[fluffydeathdealer]

...'woman'?

[That's a 'what the hell are you talking about' look if ever he gave one. Obediently, he moves so his leg is within reach, though he feels really awkward now. Now he's wearing nothing but his underwear. It feels really weird sitting like this.]

Hm... If it's anywhere, it should be on the table. I don't think it was big or anything. Just quickly scribbled notes.

[obeytherod]

The nurse. [Malik gives Ryou an impatient look before taking a moment to search for any sort of note.]

Found it. [Note now in tow, he settles down on his knees in front of Ryou with the supplies at his hip.]

Okay, well...first I'll get rid of these... [Malik begins to unwind the bandages with far from the most gentle touch. He wasn't purposefully trying to hurt Ryou either, he just lacked finesse.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

U-uhm. Sorry... I never met the nurse! The other me didn't let me out until recently... I don't know why.

[He winces visibly, trying not to let on that it hurts. Even if Malik had used the most careful of nursing skills, it would have hurt. The burns were drying out under there, after all.]

[obeytherod]

Probably because he didn't want to deal with your...

[Naively perhaps, he hadn't expected the burns to be that bad underneath. There's no way that it wasn't going to scar.]

...whining.

[Malik moves on, letting the old bandages drop to the floor as he reaches for the burn cream. Dolloping some onto his fingertips, he begins to apply it to the wound, and this time there's at least a conscious effort to not be too brash.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[This is the first time Ryou's seen how badly his burns are too, and it takes his breath away for a moment. Cruel... How the hell do you even get burns like that? It couldn't be done with just a lighter, even with oil.

...it's no good. He can't look. He can't stop his low pained sounds - the cold air stings the burns agonizingly even before Malik touches them - but he tries anyway.]

...no, I don't think that's it. We don't talk much, though, so you'd know better than me.

[obeytherod]

Well... [Malik considers it as he thoroughly tends to the wound, pulling out some fresh bandages and wrapping them on in the old ones' place.

In contrast to his almost caring actions...Malik's words and tone were sadistic.]

He probably thought you couldn't handle it. Kehehe...especially after how you acted when waking up in the middle of that duel with Yugi. I'm sure Osiris's attack would have killed you, if you'd stayed in control.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Ah-! That's right! [That reminds him.] You were there too, right? I saw you on the sidelines, but I was too frightened and hurt to take much notice, since you weren't the giant dragon.

[He'd forgotten after all this time. The only thing he really remembered was the oddness of the situation.]

But... why was I there at all? You and he are close, right? Do you know why he'd do something like that?

[obeytherod]

Too many questions, Ryou. [He wraps his hand around the wound, giving it a slight squeeze.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Ow-!

[He obediently falls silent, blinking back faint tears of pain.]

O-okay... I won't ask...

[obeytherod]

Good.

[Malik secures the bandages with a few fasteners and then stands.]

Now give me your arm. [He'll work on the limbs first, then move on up to the torso. It shouldn't take too long...]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...y-yes.

[Wondering if this is really wise, he offers his left arm first. At least if this guy breaks it or something, he can use the right one to throw something at him and try to flee. Still, he has to ask.]

Please don't break my arm.

[Odd. Someone is laughing at him, he feels like. It sends a shiver down his spine.]

[obeytherod]

...What? Why would I break it?

[Shooting Ryou a baffled look, he simply undoes the bandages and then moves on to applying the burn cream.

Did he give off "arm breaking" vibes or something? That came out of nowhere. He doesn't even know how he'd do that!]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[There's so many reasons he could give. But the most obvious is also the most true.]

You're a little scary. That's all.

[obeytherod]

Keh. Fine by me.

[Malik finishes up Ryou's arm and lets go, grabbing the other and doing the same for the burns there.]

1/2

[fluffydeathdealer]

[When Malik's done with the arms (to Ryou's gratitude; he appreciates it quite a bit, but ow), Ryou stops him briefly. He feels a little less freaked out now, so he puts his hand on Malik's arm to try to stop him moving on. ]

Just a minute.

[Just going to grab his trousers right now. He feels naked sitting here in his underwear. It's so impolite too!]

This is really kind of you, Malik-kun. I really appreciate it.

2/2

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Yaaaay he'll just be pulling those trousers on now... If he can stand up long enough to not fall over.

...nope. Sorry, Malik. You've got a bundle of white hair and awkward in your arms. That happens to have his trousers half-on.]

Ah-!

[obeytherod]

What now? [Malik growls, but he steps back to give Ryou some room once he realizes what he's doing.

When Ryou suddenly falls against him, Malik stumbles back as he catches him awkwardly in his arms.]

Oy! [He pushes the other teen off him and back into the chair none too gently.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

S-sorry! Ow-!

[That really hurt! Maybe he can just. Pull them on while sitting down? That seems less likely to get him hurt. Being clumsy is such a pain sometimes.

...he almost fell off his chair right there.]

[obeytherod]

[Is Ryou seriously--did he really almost fall off the chair too?!] How hard is it for you to put on a pair of pants?!

[fluffydeathdealer]

I can't help it! I can't use my leg so easily like this, and my fingers are bandaged!

[obeytherod]

[Cooling off, if only a little, he grabs the front of Ryou's pants with both hands.]

...Then just let me do it! I don't want to be here all day.