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[Malik had found something while looking through the East Wing. Just what that "something" was becomes apparent when an engine roars to life, and the skid of tires on tiled flooring echoes through the halls.

Sure...sure, he could just walk his new bike outside...but where was the fun in that?! This wasn't an ATV, and it likely wasn't going to fair well in the spotty terrain outdoors...

So he's just going to take a few smooth-riding laps in the halls before he goes to test it outside.

When somebody gets in his way, he rears the bike back onto one wheel, skidding a few feet on the floor before the front tire slams back down and he comes to a stop.]

What, are you trying to get yourself killed?

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[Yep, that grin meant trouble. Slipping his hand into his hip pocket, he flicked the hair out of his face with the other.]

I'm going to regret asking, but who did you maim or kill just now?

[The problem with Malik's plans is that he didn't properly research them sometimes. When Karasu had broken the link, it hadn't been from passing out. The feral instincts buried deep in her soul had surged upwards, freeing her mind and giving her the time to transform and barely just avoid plunging into the ocean. But with that freed mind came confusion, then rage.

Malik had tried to kill her. No, he had tried to make her kill herself.

And Karasu was angry.

Which is why the ceiling above Malik is suddenly being crushed in from above, a sharp set of claws punching through it to slam down and close tightly around the Egyptian boy's body, pinning his arms to his sides and preventing his escape.]

Edited 2013-09-23 08:28 (UTC)

[Well, that was one hell of a way to get an answer.

Malik lets out a cry when the ceiling collapses, covering his head to try and protect himself from falling debris.

He barely even sees the dragon coming before he's suddenly snatched up by it, causing him to let out another terrified yelp. The situation hasn't even registered to him yet as he looks up at the beast, face turning ashen at the sight.

He couldn't reach his deck...his Rod...he was defenseless.]

What-?!

[Debris scatters around them, coating the floor in dust and plaster as Bakura jumps back without thinking. He doesn't even notice the pressure on his leg as he stops, realizing. That attack isn't aimed for him!

It takes him a second or two to make sense of the situation. Massive dragon possibly about to eat Malik - the fuck did you do, idiot?! - minimal resources, they were quite possibly screwed... Except the dragon hadn't just blasted Malik apart. That meant it wasn't Rosenkreuz.

...

Oh no.]

Karasu-?!

[Without thinking, he leaps into action, hurling himself over to stand behind the clenched fist of the dragon.]

Oi! What are you doing, Karasu?! Let go of him!

[Bakura's yells are drowned out in the earsplitting roar that Karasu gives. It's a roar of utter rage and anger, a roar of a beast that's been wronged, and a roar that did not bode well for Malik.

The walls and ceiling further give under her claws as she flaps her wings, taking to the air and flying off towards the forest.

She knows where she's going to take you, Malik... right to that cliff. To show you just how dead you really are.]

AAaAaaaiigghhh!! [That's really all Malik had to say on the situation as he was flown off.]

[...you gotta be kidding him, guys.

Welp, looks like he's running like hell. At least he'll be able to summon something to disrupt her if she does try to kill him.]

[Thankfully, despite her anger and bluster, it looks like Karasu isn't inclined to kill him just yet.

The dragon drops to the ground on the edge of the cliff, the claw with Malik extended over the cliff that he had sent her off not a few minutes ago. He isn't dropped, no no... instead, after dangling him for a moment, she brings him back over solid ground, brings him up to her eye level, and roars, right in his goddamn face so he can see every last fang in that mouth of hers.]

A-ahh! [When he's hung over the cliff, it becomes apparent enough just who this is. Bakura had never mentioned that she was a BLUE-EYES WHITE DRAGON!

He clings desperately to Karasu's claws, chest heaving in horror at the sight of the sea below. The waves were crashing against the cliff side, threatening to swallow him up.] Nn--w-wait, wait!

[Even the brief relief that comes with being pulled back is cut short by the sudden, deafening roar.] A-AAAAUUUHHHH!

[Malik's terrified shrieks, girlish as they are, are a signpost to where to go that even outdoes the massive form of the dragon.

Though it doesn't take him long at all, by the time he reaches the cliffside he's quite thoroughly pissed off at both of them. Honestly, he can't leave either of you alone, can he? Thankfully, he suspects Karasu probably doesn't know that people come back from the dead... otherwise she'd have already dropped him. There doesn't seem to be a whole lot of murderers around either - and she'd have told him, because they had mentioned their 'enemy' was killed. He's sure of that.

...what the hell would a normal person say in front of this situation?]

KARASU-CHAN, STOP IT! IF YOU DROP HIM, YOU'LL BE A MURDERER! DO YOU WANT THAT ON YOUR CONSCIENCE?!

[That causes the dragon to pause visibly, looking over at Bakura. She open and closes her jaw a couple of times, digging her free claws deeply into the ground below her.

Murderer. Could she...

...

Slowly, she shakes her head back and forth. She can't do it. She can't kill Malik, as much as the burning instincts in her want to; remove the threat that tried to kill her, eye for an eye...

She shifts away from the cliff edge, so there's no chance of Malik falling.

But even though she shakes her head, her claws tighten slightly on Malik and she growls, deeply. She may not kill him... but she won't be putting him down either.]

[Malik was shaking by now, his eyes squeezed shut and his head bowed. He didn't want to see that dragon in front of him...those vicious jaws that could swallow him whole.

It seems Bakura's words had stopped her, but even then he couldn't will himself to move or speak. It felt as if there was cotton in his mouth.]

I can understand wanting to kill that idiot, but isn't this going a little too far? I don't know what happened between you two, but you can't exactly hold onto him for the rest of your life.

[He keeps speaking loud enough that he's sure she can hear him, intentionally adding in a tremor or two to his voice. To prey on her fondness for him a little more, he keeps his distance from her, backing away as if afraid she'll turn on him next.]

[It's working quite well. Karasu's claws dig into the ground again, a pained look coming across the dragon's muzzle as he backs away.

...Her eyes turn to Malik, and she slowly lowers her claw to the ground, releasing him there. But once he's released, she begins to back away herself, staying in hearing range but making sure there's some distance between them all.

Her wings tremble, a clear indication of her sudden want to fly away, but for the moment, it seems like she's resisting the desire.]

[Malik falls onto his hands and knees when he's released, breathing still erratic and his entire being shaken to the core. He doesn't do much more than rest there for a moment until he can compose himself and sit back onto his knees.

Right now, he had two options. Either repair things over now that she wasn't useless after all...or try and completely destroy her trust in Bakura. He could use the Rod for either, but not in that form.

Turning towards her, he grips his hair and hunches back over, letting out a pained cry.]

K-Karasu-chan, I'm so sorry! It wasn't me, it was the other me...! I-I got jealous and he... [Sniff, sniff! He wipes his eyes.] Took over...

You have to believe me! [He looks up, desperation in his eyes.] I'm not that kind of person...I would never be so cruel!

[It's like watching a puppy try to figure out why it can't just eat the kitten that chewed on its tail. Only in this case, the puppy was at least two tons heavier than the kitten and had far more dangerous teeth.

He heaves a sigh of relief, letting his body relax and drop down to one knee beside Malik. His leg hurts like hell now. Thanks, Malik. At least now he can gather his thoughts and catch his breath while Malik babbles. He speaks as if to himself, seemingly ignoring the two of them in favour of drawing in on himself.]

Thank God... [It felt like he was going to be sick just saying that.]

I thought we were gonna die...

[If Malik hadn't done enough for it, Bakura's last line would have. Karasu backs up further, the fierce face of the dragon unreadable, then whips around and pumps her wings hard. It kicks up a lot of dirt and grass around the two, especially from her claw marks along the ground, but it gets her into the air, where is exactly where she wants to be now.

Even if she's not sure what Malik entirely means, it's enough that she can't stand to be there anymore. Her... it was her that was the one that was really awful, wasn't it?

It's barely a few minutes, then the dragon's disappeared on the other side of the island.]

[The instant she's out of sight, Bakura's on his feet again despite the pain. Fisting a hand in the back of Malik's shirt, he yanks him up, trying to get him on his feet.]

Are you insane?! I told you she wasn't human, and you go pissing her off that much?!

[Malik hadn't recovered fully just yet, and being yanked up to his feet showed just how badly his knees were still shaking.

It seemed that panicked inflection to his voice earlier hadn't just been an act, even if the words were.

The laugh that escapes his throat shakes not unlike his knees.]

Hahaha... [His voice flattens, harsh and hateful.] I'm more annoyed that she didn't have the decency to die like I told her to. Do you think she bought my act?

[Malik must have been terrified, and it's only the memory of what happened last time he lost his temper with him that forces Bakura to bite back his instinctive rage. Tried to kill her? Something that belongs to him? What a traitorous move! Gritting his teeth, he speaks as calmly as he can.]

Most certainly, or else she wouldn't have left. But she doesn't know about the other you, so I'm going to have to give her even more information I've been holding back about you to keep her trusting in me. I don't know how the hell I'm going to calm her down after this shit.

More importantly, however... Did you forget she'd probably just come back if she did?!

[Malik pulls that hand off his shirt, standing on his own now despite the difficulty of it.]

Just tell her that me and Namu-kun are the two personalities. [He raises his hands in a shrug.] It was all I could think of on such short notice.

[Flicking his eyes open into a callous leer.] We don't know if that works every time...and if she did, I would have just killed her again. Maybe she's like a cat with nine lives...keh keh, and I would have taken every one from her!

Edited 2013-09-24 05:05 (UTC)

Bastard-! What gives you the right to try to destroy something that belongs to me?!

[His scowl only darkens at those words. He approves of the method, and admittedly, it would have been quite a fascinating thing to watch, but his property is important to him.]

That's my pet you're talking about killing!

She was in the way. [Not bothering to clarify of what, Malik turns back towards the school and starts to walk.]

But you can stop complaining...I won't kill her now.

Tch... This isn't over.

[But he'll leave it be... for now. Malik's probably too shook up to answer him anyway.]

... [No, it wasn't, but at least Bakura calling her a "pet" helped to ease the fire in Malik's chest.]

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