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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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Malik ends up shrugging, reeling the metaphorical line in a little closer.]
You know I'm not that direct... You'll just have to take your chances. Maybe I'm being honest...maybe not! Maybe my revenge will come a few days, weeks, or months from now.
Is it worth the risk?
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[This guy... what the hell was he up to?]
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Keh keh...mark my words.
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I don't trust your teeth anywhere near my dick right now.
[Nope, not buying it.]
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[...He was getting tired. Malik takes a seat on the floor, and then his soul fragment loses control entirely.]
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[Slipping his arms under Malik, he gathers him up in them and carries him into the bedroom, laying him down on the bed and wrapping him up under the blankets. His hot temper has already cooled. But he's sure Malik's hasn't. Malik's rage burns longer.
Letting him out now would be a foolish move. But...]
Heh heh...
[...he can at least take him out of the cold and the dark. Malik can't make the Rod fly like he can with the Ring... And with his soul fragment so drained, he can prevent him from taking control of his body too easily too fast. Taking the Rod out of the freezer, he tosses it on the couch carelessly.]
There, then! If you're so worried about old memories coming out. I'll at least let you get warm... h-heh heh...
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It's been a little while it contacted Bakura--since the main portion of it's soul was sealed in the Rod--but there's something slightly off about it now. It's not just the aura, which had been more vicious last time than ever...but the veins that popped up along its cheeks accompanied by an uncharacteristic half-lidded expression.]
Huhaha...isn't that nice?
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[It isn't just the appearance. The low laugh. The relaxed expression. The lack of anger. They all combine to make a picture that sends unease down him. Just what was residing within this Ring of his? It didn't seem quite right any more.]
What the hell, Malik? You seem... different.
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[He pats himself down in mock inspection before shrugging.]
You should really stop fooling around and return my soul and body.
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[Flopping down on the couch, he rests his feet on the coffee table, and scowls over at him.]
Well? Going to try to beg me?
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[Malik sits on the coffee table in front of Bakura, still looking quite...relaxed, even smug.]
I don't beg. I'll just wait for the inevitable...either the other soul fragment will wake up and reclaim the Rod, or your own boredom and foolish affection will have you do it yourself.
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[This fragment really is acting strange. He narrows his eyes at him, resisting the urge to kick the air where Malik's soul fragment is sitting. It won't do any good anyway. But this is strange. This fragment of Malik has become almost twisted, in a way.]
You're smarter than the rest of you, that's for sure... it's just a waiting game. I don't want Malik inconvenienced for good, after all.
[...he doesn't deny the foolish statement.]
So what are you coming out for?
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[Another shrug.] But it doesn't really matter to me--I'm not in the Rod. I was just bored.
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[Bored... What the hell is happening to this guy?]
Why are you acting so strange? It's like you're turning into someone else.
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[He'd comment more on that. but he was asked a question wasn't he? Don't want to be rude...] What do you mean? I'm Malik. Or at least, a piece of Malik...
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[He could be asking on both, or just the first, but it doesn't matter. Malik doesn't seem to want to answer him. Linking his hands behind his head, he watches him with uncaring eyes.]
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[He leans on one hand, briefly tonguing the edges of his teeth in an open-mouthed grin.]
Hmhm, I think you can put this one together, Bakura!
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Is this what happens when a soul fragment is exposed to the Ring for a prolonged period?
[This is bad. Not from the fragment. Even if the darkness powers it up, he's sure he can fight it off if it tries to seize control. But if the Ring can corrupt people like that... what about the Rod? He doesn't sense nearly as much darkness from it, but it might not be the darkness itself.
The Items were never meant to have human souls trapped within them. The Seal on his own soul was an immense and powerful one. Could Malik too fragment into a state like this from being trapped in the Rod?]
Don't get cocky! Acting so casual about your own degradation-!
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He ignores that rhetorical question. If it wasn't rhetorical...than Bakura was an idiot.]
I don't think that's the right word. That carries implications that I'm weaker than before...but I'm not. Huhu.
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[He scowls even more at that, confused by the odd gesture. What the hell is this soul fragment doing?]
Like hell you're not! Get out of me! I don't want something like you inside of me.
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[Nope, he's just going to settle on Bakura's shoulders, taking his arm and piercing it straight through the other man's torso with an amused smile.]
That'd be nice, but no.
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Kh... What, are you asking me to transfer you into something else?
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Then I can recombine with the other soul fragment.
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[This is weird. It's like being in the company of a very evil cat that's just discovered a way to antagonize its owner.]
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How irritating.
[A moment later, he recedes back into the Ring.]
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