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ANNOUNCEMENT 005

[The buzzing of an intercom coming to life that you've all undoubtedly have come to know and love can be heard throughout the entire campus again.]

For the record, 'property damage' includes smashing the intercoms I've so graciously provided you all with as a means to communicate with me. In case you hadn't realized.

[She clears her throat.]

Now then, I hope that little blackout didn't keep you all from being productive. Sharpen those minds!

[And then the feed ends.]

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[Henry politely ignores the wrong address.]

I see... we're both the same and different in that case. I know what I want for my child as well, but I also want one badly. And not simply for an heir to the throne, either.

I couldn't have a child even if I wanted one. It's part of the problem with being sealed inside of this thing. Everything I have is borrowed, after all.

Besides, I couldn't give a child what they needed. Although there was a girl here that seemed to regard me as a surrogate parent of sorts... But I haven't seen her for some time.

Isn't that how everything in life is? Whether mortal or not, everything leaves our hands and we all return to our creator eventually. Can we claim to be doing anything more than "borrowing" ourselves?

Heh... true enough. Though I could grant immortality easily, if I wanted to. If the soul is preserved, a new body can be found easily enough. But why would I bother with such a thing? Most people would prefer the afterlife, after all.

Heh... it isn't even a case of the afterlife for me, though that may surprise you. Immortality just seems too terrible a burden for even I to carry.

[Just like with Malik... interesting. Humans had such odd fears...]

Too much to bear? That's the only guess I have. It's really not so bad... but then again, I didn't enter this Ring by choice. A normal mind might have broken by now.

To lose those you felt connected to because of the ever-marching progression of time. To see work you've done personally crumble to the same harsh mistress. To have to endure the hatred and ugliness of humans for longer than any other; perhaps enough to even make one feel that they should all die or otherwise disappear.

The flow of time, it's always a cruel thing. To be subject to it for eternity, I can't imagine. One normal mind indeed have shattered from it by now.

...

I've been waiting for a long time, now. Three thousand years of watching time pass on. I've seen all of those things pass by. Kingdoms falling, wars, cruelties that only seem to grow further with time... But I prefer it to the alternative.

When there's no body to inhabit, it's just emptiness. No light. No sound. Nothing but that void.

Perhaps it's better to be human after all... if your mind is the type that would break from that.

I can't even begin to imagine suffering so long in emptiness. Surely, it would have driven me mad even if I had been willing to take a body for a time.

[He shakes his head, hands lingering for a moment before he resumes his work, moving to Bakura's back.]

I'll hold to the humanity that I have now, and especially the mortality that comes with it.

[Bakura closes his eyes with a slow sigh. How long has it been since he's spoken of this to anyone?]

Heh... I cling to interesting things so tightly for that reason. Childish it may be, but by this point in time... boredom is the one thing I detest the most.

Pain is meaningless. Rejection, rudeness, anything like that is nothing.

Yet somehow my mind cannot handle the thought of being unoccupied.

I believe I can understand, a little. Negative emotions, you still feel. It is still a stimulation of sorts, if bad. But without any at all, you're left a prisoner in your own mind. And for some of us... such a thing is almost a worst fate than hell itself.

...

Henry.

[His voice is quietly serious as he glances back over his shoulder.]

You'd benefit as much as me from this, so I'll make you a deal. Willing to listen?

I'm always willing to listen, if nothing else. What is it?

I know your type. Curiosity alone must lead you to a lot of things here... and if you feel so fondly towards Ryou as you appear to, I don't doubt you'd be happy to see me gone.

So if you stumble upon a way to allow me to exist on my own, I'm not sure what I can offer you... but the reward of having Ryou as himself, with no resistance from me, might be enough.

[...And then, Bakura had the King of England in a laughing fit right behind him. But it's not a mocking type of laughter, strangely enough... it's almost happy, relieved even.]

...eh?

[He peers over at him, curiously.]

You seem happy...

It's hilarious to me, Spirit. Because you're asking me to keep an eye out for something I've been actively trying to discover.

I didn't think you would be content with our deal, but to go that far... You really are a scary guy, you know?

It was simple enough to me. The Ring "belonged" to Ryou, and no matter what, we could never get rid of it. So I had originally started looking for a way to free him of you; giving you your own body, or the ability to manifest one, was the most obvious and acceptable way to do so. In the latter case, that would even spare everyone else from you.

You are hardly one I would hold close to my heart, but in a way, I like you, Spirit. Perhaps I see too much of myself in you and unwisely lean on that, but I do. So it ended up being a way to spare you as well.

...

I see. I'm relieved, in a way. But part of me is still rather confused. Well, I guess it doesn't matter.

If you find something, I won't fight you on it. You have my word on that. I may be attached to this body, but I rather dislike being dependant upon it.

I seem to cause confusion in you and Malik both. Am I that hard to understand?

[Back to cleaning up these wounds now.]

I'd hardly try to bring up something that you'd be disgusted with. It would just give you more reason to return to Ryou. It's better to put the effort in to make you pleased, for your sake and Ryou's.

Malik sees things in black and white. You were an enemy then, so you are now. He wouldn't understand your calm tolerance.

Worst yet, you have the face of his worst enemy, the person he hates the most. To know you as you are... must confuse him more than anything.

And I... don't understand most people. Even after all these years, meeting someone like you, who irrationally tolerates and entertains me is rare.

[A slow sigh. That's better... The less the air gets to them, the less pain.]

Heh heh... it'll just make things more difficult for you, you know... After all, I didn't lie when I said this body was comfortable. It's... nostalgic, in a way.

It must be terrible to see such a bleak world like that. Though I suppose I should feel honored that I'm apparently "rare."

[Apply that here... and now comes the bandages.]

You say that as if anything I've ever done has been "easy." I believe that choice was taken from me when I was born into the Tudor family.

That feels good. Thanks. They should keep healing up nicely.

[He stretches a little, now that the bandages are on, feeling the stiffness settling in just from this.]

Call it what you like. Bleakness is ordinary, after all. Bright spots are rare... and you just happen to be one.

...don't mistake that for an admission of liking. I like you, but not as much as all that. Though I may have to kiss you, Jack or no, if you succeed.

You're welcome.

And I suppose it is. Though for that "bright spot," you can thank Christopher for that. And even Jack himself.

[...Snrk.]

If I do manage to do that, then I'll allow the kiss, if for nothing else than to celebrate.

Edited 2013-10-03 17:25 (UTC)

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