Duel 002: Peaceful Days! The Fluffiest Training Montage Commences

[fluffydeathdealer]

[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...

Comments

[helpusduelist]

I never said that you were.

[Henry leaves it at that. No need to let Bakura in on his plans... especially since he has no idea how well any of them will work.

Instead, he sweeps his cards off the duel disk, storing them away despite Eria's slightly disappointed whine.]

...How do I turn this thing off?

[fluffydeathdealer]

It'll shut off on its own if detached, but there's a switch, too. Here. On the underside.

[He points it out.]

[helpusduelist]

[Henry flips the switch, moving it off his arm and rubbing that spot a little.]

Those must take some getting used to in order to wear for long periods of time.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Once I got mine, it literally never left my arm until I ended up in hospital. I didn't notice the strain. It feels familiar, somehow. Like my mind recognized it.

But I don't think most people who wear them took them off too often during that tournament.

[helpusduelist]

Hmm. It must be like a sword. Carry it enough and the weight becomes a comfort, so much so that it feels odd when you don't have it.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I wouldn't know anything about that. But I know I felt uncomfortable after I lost mine to Kaiba.

[helpusduelist]

...I wasn't aware you carried a sword.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[He's got to be kidding.]

I meant my duel disk! I've never wielded a sword in my life.

[helpusduelist]

[Henry laughs, unable to keep the expression.]

Yes, I know.

[King be straight-up trollin', yo.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

O-oy! You...!

[He snickers, realizing how easily he'd been tricked.]

Not bad. I fell for it.

[helpusduelist]

I hadn't thought you would. Nice to know even you can still be tricked.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Kh, even I get fooled... as annoying as it is. Or didn't you notice how many times your monsters have startled me?

[helpusduelist]

Oh, I notice. I just wanted to try my own hand at it.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oy... I don't mind it so much, but shouldn't you behave a little nicer?

[helpusduelist]

I'm perfectly nice, aren't I?

[fluffydeathdealer]

I wonder... But I don't find you annoying, so that's close enough.

[helpusduelist]

I'll take that as a compliment.

[Henry stretches a little, glancing at the door.]

Well. I suppose I should take my leave before Malik arrives.

[fluffydeathdealer]

If you like. But... Before you go.

What was it that Ryou asked you to ask me about? I can't find it.

[helpusduelist]

Hm? ...Ah, yes. He wanted to know why his wounds had worsened.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...ah. That.

A woman I'm friendly with got a little drunk and kissed me. Malik didn't approve.

It ended up in a bit of a vicious fight. And surprisingly one-sided. He took advantage of my injuries... that boy. He really is more underhanded than even me... I should have remembered that from Battle City.

[helpusduelist]

A viper will always be a viper, whether it sheds its skin or not.

But thank you for the answer. It seemed to be bothering him enough to request my help, so I'm sure the answer will at least ease that some.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I underestimated him. It won't happen again.

[He's not telling Henry what Malik told him about Harriet... but that doesn't mean he's forgetting it.]

For once, I didn't actually intend to let this body get hurt. I'd apologize, but he wouldn't believe me. But you're welcome.

[helpusduelist]

[Henry inclines his head politely, then turns to go.]

Farewell for now, Spirit. Walk well.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[...what a weird thing to say.]

Later, king-sama.