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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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He has to think quickly.]
Sure. You're afraid of knives, aren't you? [Malik pulls the knife from his Rod, smirking a bit viciously.]
Kehkeh, but suit yourself~
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IDONTNEEDTHATKINDOFINCENTIVETHANKYOU
[Okay that was almost worse.]
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He aheathes the Rod with another snicker.]
Just hurry up and do your sit-ups! I still have things to do, you know. This week preferably.
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[Awkwardly, he tries it again until at last...
...he manages to do one without hurting himself.]
I did it!
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You're probably going to be sore for the rest of the day, hmhmhm.
[And now...he'll start doing actual stretches!]
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[He'll probably need to see Lisa later to make sure he hasn't done anything to the wound on his side, but despite that, he feels a little accomplished.]
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[He reaches down now, touching his toes! Malik made it looks so easy and painless.
Once he's finished he heads over to that rope Ryou had been failing so miserably at now long before.]
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[...
He wonders how good at climbing Malik is. Sitting on the mat and sipping water, he watches.]
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Slow and steady, just like everything else. Malik didn't seem interested in exerting himself more than he had to. As long as he reached the goal, he'd get the same amount of work done without straining himself.
Once he reaches the top, he playfully taps the bell with his Rod, smirking down at Ryou all the while.]
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Man... you must really have practiced a lot.
[His arms don't feel capable of climbing up there, so he'll just be watching. Raising his voice so Malik can hear, he calls up.]
If you need to take a break, I brought fruit!
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Malik eases his way back down, not wanting to give himself rope-burn by slipping. Once his feet are firmly back on solid ground, he plants a hand on his hip, looking over at Ryou with interest.]
Did you bring any creampuffs?
[YOU GOT HIM ADDICTED...]
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Uhm... cream puffs aren't fruit...
[Sigh.]
But I can get some.
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[He waves his hand dismissively and walks over to take a seat on the mat next to Ryou.]
Forget it. Fruit's fine.
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[Grabbing his bag of fruit, he offers it to Malik carelessly.]
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Deep down, he knew Ryou was right.
Malik grabs the bag, taking a brief look inside before pulling out an apple and a peach. Setting one down, he starts chomping down on the other as he leers at Ryou.]
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Ah, that's good~!
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Mmm... [It was sweet and soft, but not so soft that it had no bite. Just the way he liked it!
As he sat here munching away with Ryou, a brief thought flickers through his head, that maybe this...isn't so bad.
The thought, and feeling, are quickly snuffed out as he reminds himself of his goals. His expression darkens a bit as a result.]
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Is something wrong...?
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Where did you put the Ring?
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...in the fridge.
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Un. You don't usually need to go in there, and I was kind of grouchy, so I stuck him there because he isn't fond of the cold.
As punishment for the other night.
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Right. Well, I'm going to borrow him for a bit. [He starts to turn, dismissing Ryou with a wave as he heads for the door.] I'm sure you won't mind.
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[Hey, it doesn't involve him... so why not? He waves pleasantly as Malik leaves.]