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the_campus2013-10-01 01:23 pm
fluffydeathdealer) wrote in the_campus2013-10-01 01:23 pm
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Duel 002: Peaceful Days! The Fluffiest Training Montage Commences
[It's a bit of a pain, being in a school with no teachers.
Ryou Bakura isn't the type of kid who really likes being too active; he's about on the level of most ordinary teenagers. But after being laid up for so long with the burns to his arms and leg, not only is he extremely restless, but he's sure even his metabolism won't hold up much longer, with the amount he eats. That's why, after checking to see that Henry isn't home to take him up on that training offer, he's decided to try treating this like school and taking an hour or so to do his very own gym class, all by himself. It'd be easier with teachers, but... he doesn't have a choice right now.
Most kids probably would just take the break and be lazy, but right now, Ryou's working hard. Apart from the occasional break, he can be found pretty easily in the east wing, dressed in gym clothes and doing everything from running laps on the track field to climbing ropes.
...though that last one is more like 'falling off ropes'. Stupid mats... they don't cushion that fall at all. Hopefully nobody's dumb enough to stand below him.]
Ow...
[Time for a banana and some water, he thinks.]
Ah, I'm so tired...
Ryou Bakura isn't the type of kid who really likes being too active; he's about on the level of most ordinary teenagers. But after being laid up for so long with the burns to his arms and leg, not only is he extremely restless, but he's sure even his metabolism won't hold up much longer, with the amount he eats. That's why, after checking to see that Henry isn't home to take him up on that training offer, he's decided to try treating this like school and taking an hour or so to do his very own gym class, all by himself. It'd be easier with teachers, but... he doesn't have a choice right now.
Most kids probably would just take the break and be lazy, but right now, Ryou's working hard. Apart from the occasional break, he can be found pretty easily in the east wing, dressed in gym clothes and doing everything from running laps on the track field to climbing ropes.
...though that last one is more like 'falling off ropes'. Stupid mats... they don't cushion that fall at all. Hopefully nobody's dumb enough to stand below him.]
Ow...
[Time for a banana and some water, he thinks.]
Ah, I'm so tired...
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But you can't help people like that.
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[His mind drifts to The Doctor, and all the suffering the man caused. As if in response, he feels a stir in the back of his mind, holding his hands out to let the Blade settle in his hands. King's spirit... he can feel it so strongly still, trying to soothe him.]
Thank you...
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[...? That sword... There's something about it. The way Quote seems to be talking about it...
Without even thinking about it, he reaches a hand to touch it, fingers lightly brushing.]
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The spirit's resonance is soft and gentle, anything but hostile.]
...Strange. I believe King likes you.
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[Such a kind feeling... such a friendly soul. He can't help but smile kindly upon someone like that.]
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He did not like Bakura. But you, he seems to.
Which means I trust you completely.
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But I like him too. This King.
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[There's a shift of the soul in the blade. A feeling of guilt, the image of a soft, gentle girl, one of many that he failed to protect. And yet, there's gratitude as well... gratitude to the robot and those that, despite being initially shunned and threatened, still tried to help those he cared for.
Quote, especially... there is an affection of sorts, a warrior's gratitude, that cannot be mistaken for anyone but Quote.]