CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: EVERYTHING AND THE KITCHEN SINK

[intercom_voice]

[Hopefully everybody likes waking up outside.

Because as it were, in the middle of the night when everybody had been asleep or lulled into a sudden one by the sheer weight of the air around them...the Campus disappeared in its entirety. Left behind was only the cool surface of the concrete foundation.

For now it seems the residents were left to fend for themselves in the wilderness of the island. Not even the voice from over the intercom would comfort them.]

((ooc: the school has disappeared, along with all the NPCs and everything that was inside! no opt-out areas this time around. The temperature is cool during the day, and colder at night.

The event will last until October 20th, and I'll post a closer to signify it. Everything will be returned to its rightful place then.))

Comments

[fluffydeathdealer]

But you can stop bitching about it like an old wife!

[Bakura just grumbles, looking over the weird plants Ryou pointed out. These were supposed to add flavour, right?

...just going to taste one of them, and immediately spit it out. Ugh, not that one, then.]

[obeytherod]

I'm not your wife!

[He's definitely ending the conversation now! Malik stuffs a few nuts in his mouth, chewing furiously.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I never said you were!

[He scowls, turning back to the meat and waiting for it to cook.]

[obeytherod]

[Malik opts to just be quiet now, simmering in his own agitation for a time before eventually just laying down to rest. He was still sick after all, and the arguing hadn't helped his headache any.

Some time passes, and Malik wakes up having not even realized he fell asleep. He sits up and looks over at Bakura who was still eating.

He couldn't have been out that long if he was still eating, and the cave smelled...not too bad, actually. Maybe it was just whatever seasoning he'd used, because he could certainly smell that.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[For once, Bakura was eating slowly, savouring the flavour. Hm, these spices weren't too terrible.

It was a good thing Malik had slept through him reluctantly waking Ryou to ask him about them. Right now, he hadn't even noticed he was awake.]

[obeytherod]

[As Malik eyed Bakura's meal he grew even more conflicted. It didn't look like any of the meat he'd seen Bakura eating before that lead his stomach to turning. It was white, not red or brown...and the more he sat there, the more that smell made his mouth water.

He'd barely eaten all day, and that meat didn't look half bad right about now.

Getting up despite his aching body, Malik makes his way over to Bakura and takes a wordless seat next to him.

Nope, that food still looked edible, even from here.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...?

[Bakura looks over as he heads to sit beside him. Malik has an odd look to him right now, as if something is confusing him. He isn't sure what to think of this.]

Something up, Malik-sama?

[obeytherod]

[He manages to turn his gaze away from the cooked bird and look Bakura in the eyes.]

Is that what all bird meat looks like?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Mostly. The meat from the legs is darker, but poultry tends mostly to be white meat.

[Has Malik really never seen a cooked bird before? Carefully, he reaches out, peeling off a small bit of the meat and offering it to him.]

Try it, if you like. White meat tends to be milder than red meat, and has less fat to it. So you might find it edible, especially with the spices. It's supposed to be good when you're sick, too.

[obeytherod]

Hm... [Malik looks to be seriously considering the offer as he holds the strip of meat between his fingertips.]

I guess it couldn't hurt. [Not-so-bravely, he takes a tentative bite at the food. When it doesn't immediately repel him, he takes the whole piece into his mouth and thoughtfully chews it.

His eyes light up and he looks back at Bakura in awe.]

...It's good!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[...wait, really?

...

Really?!

Bakura's expression is no less startled by Malik's appreciation.]

Seriously?! ...Maybe your aversion is just to red meat. And fish, I guess.

[obeytherod]

I guess... [He looks down, still blinking with bewilderment.] I didn't even know that birds were a different kind of meat.

[After his shock fades, Malik reaches out towards the bird, but pauses before actually touching it.]

I'm going to eat some more, okay?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Help yourself. It might help you recover faster. I can always go catch more.

[Heh... at least this means he doesn't have to totally refrain from eating meat, it seems.]

[obeytherod]

[Once he has permission, Malik looks back to the chicken and starts to eat. His appetite may have been curbed by the fruit and nuts, but he was still eating a good half of that chicken.

When he's had his fill he leans back with a sigh, looking satisfied.]

Hmm~ That was much better than just eating fruit all day.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hahahahahahahahahaha! That's better, Malik-sama! It's been a while since I've seen you so satisfied!

[Bakura will be happily finishing off the rest.]

[obeytherod]

Keh... [Bakura's laughter is almost contagious, but Malik still feels sick enough to resist. After sitting by his partner's side for a bit he eventually gets up and returns to his "bed", nestling up under the blanket for another nap.

His headache still hadn't gone away...

The next day, Malik was still curled up on his side by well after noon with his face flushed and his forehead worryingly heated.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Kneeling beside him, Ryou looks over the sleeping boy with a worried expression.

Seeing him like this is familiar, but that's the last thing he wants to remember. It's natural to be reminded of that, with Malik in this state, but what can he even do about it? He can't leave Malik alone for even that long, in this state. What if he wakes up needing water? It'd be too embarassing...

No, more importantly, he shouldn't be thinking about that right now. Malik's forehead was burning hot to the touch. He didn't exactly have anything he could soak to rest on it either.]

Malik-kun, please get better...

[obeytherod]

[Malik stirs when a hand rests against his forehead. He was already in a restless sleep, so the words and slight touch were enough to wake him, groggy as he may be. He felt like he'd been run over twice now...

And like somebody filled his head with bricks.]

Hnn...Bakura? [He sees the familiar pajama pants at eye-level, and that's all he sees.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

No, it's me.

[Ryou leans over so he can see him easier, trying to hide the flushed expression on his face from his thoughts.]

Do you need anything?

[obeytherod]

[Feeling as sick as he was stripped a lot of Malik's usual hubris from him, and he answers with surprising honesty.]

Bakura. [Sighing, he closes his eyes again.] I just want to lie with him...

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Ryou wrings his hands nervously. He hasn't been out a lot in the last couple of days...]

Uhm... would you mind if... I laid with you instead?

[His face won't stop burning.]

[obeytherod]

[...He hasn't forgotten what Bakura said; that Ryou was "confused" about how he felt for him ever since they kissed.

He liked Ryou well enough, but he could see uses for this sort of affection. After all, knowing how he and Bakura felt for each other, having somebody else that blindly dedicated to him wasn't a bad thing.

That and he was too ill to argue it. Any contact would do right now, he just wanted to hold on to something.

Malik raises his arm.]

Yeah, that's fine.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[...

He really doesn't want to get sick, but Malik really sounds bad. Reluctantly, he lies down beside him, cuddling up to him a little and trying not to meet Malik's eyes.]

Eheh... this is a little strange. But I'm glad. I didn't want to go back to sleep so soon... I've hardly had a chance to be awake in the last couple of days.

[obeytherod]

[Malik settles his arm over the other boy's pale frame, enjoying the warmth even if his own body felt a bit too hot to begin with. It helped that he'd kicked the blanket down so it only covered his feet.]

Well, Bakura seems more competent at survival skills than you.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He mutters something that sounds suspiciously like a curse - a rarity for mild-mannered Ryou - but doesn't elaborate.]

It's my body, Malik-kun. I deserve some time in it. [A sigh.] Especially after he had the nerve to claim it was his and that he was being kind enough to loan it to me sometimes. That jerk...