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

10/20

[obeytherod]

[When he woke up, Malik was sprawled over Bakura, half under the blanket on his beck, with one leg thrown over Bakura's waist.

He blinks himself awake, looking up at the cave ceiling.]

Nn... [Removing his leg and sitting up, Malik gives the other boy's shoulders a nudge.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Mm...? [Bakura grumbles, not really wanting to move.]

What is it...?

[obeytherod]

I heard something...it sounded like that woman's voice.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...What woman?

[He gets up. Odd... his head kind of hurts. The hell is that all about?]

Come on, let's go see.

[obeytherod]

The one who we've heard over the speakers before.

[Malik nods, climbing to his own feet. He leaves the blanket behind as he heads out to the entrance of the cave, stopping there as he tries to peer through the brush.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura follows, less hesitant; there's no signs of movement that he can detect, so he just heads past Malik, avoiding the traps, and heads back through the woods. He stays silent at first until he sees the light glisten off the edge of the building.]

...huh. Malik, isn't this good? The building decided to come back.

[obeytherod]

[Malik follows, of course, and he almost walks right into a tree when he notices the building for himself.]

...!! It's really back...!

[His deck, his Rod!

Malik breaks into a sprint.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura follows, suspicious of this new apparition but not really bothered enough by it to avoid it. he reaches the apartment a moment or two behind Malik, stopping off to check on his deck before anything else. He needs to get something like the sheath for his knife, but for his cards... either that or get his goddamn duel disk back. Possibly both. It's not like his pants have pockets the size of those Malik has.]

Much better.

[Brb, showering. Gah, warm water is such a luxury...]

[obeytherod]

[Malik makes a beeline for the nightstand, letting out a sigh of relief as he was greeted with his Rod and deck. He casually changes into some fresh clothes afterward.

And then, totally enthralled with the fact they were "home", Malik grabs the blankets off both top bunks and makes what can only be described as a nest for him to comfortably lay in.

He flips through his deck as he waits for Bakura to finish, and eventually summons Thunder Nyan Nyan to give him a shoulder rub.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Once he's done, he redresses, reclaims his deck and goes to flop on the beds tiredly. Odd... he still feels kind of drained. But this is good. Comfort, his deck, peace and safety... He barely even snarks, his mood lifted too high.]

You really have a thing for that creature, it seems...

[obeytherod]

What, are you jealous?

[Malik opens an eye, peeking a look at Bakura from the edge of his blanket-nest.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Who knows? You'd get too tired from a partner like that... and besides, I know you're mine.

[He buries his face in the blankets. Mm... that's not bad.]

[obeytherod]

[Malik returns Thunder Nyan Nyan to her card and rolls over, his shoulder knocking against Bakura as he rests up against him.]

And you're mine...but what do you mean I'd "get too tired"?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Having to keep them summoned and supply them with energy would be a bitch on a long-term basis... and they've got a lot more energy than you. They'd tire you out if you decided to do anything intimate with them.

[...he sounds so matter of fact. Bakura tiredly cuddles up to him.]

1/2

[obeytherod]

... [Malik just stares, his lip curling up in mild disgust.] What the hell do you take me for? That...

[obeytherod]

[His eyes widen and he jerks away from Bakura to get a better look at the man.]...Don't tell me you've done that!

[fluffydeathdealer]

...the fuck are you talking about?! [Okay, that has him more awake. He sits up, staring at Malik as if he grew a second head.]

I may seem like a perverted bastard to you, but I don't get laid all that often, asshole! And I don't mix business and pleasure except where you're concerned.

[obeytherod]

You act like I'm supposed to know this! I'm just glad you don't...that would be disgusting.

[Malik settles back down in the sheets, reaching over to yank part of a blanket over his slender frame.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Tch, assuming a thing like that... Even if I had, it wouldn't be worth talking about!

[Lying back down on the bed, he grumps irritably. Like his past experiences are anything to do with Malik... Besides, he could never be bothered summoning someone just to fuck them, sheesh. That's like using the takeout menu to order a whore. Totally boring when you can just go out and pick one up on any street corner, and they have better selection out there anyway.]

[obeytherod]

You're the one who seemed to know about it.

[Malik sits up and starts to climb out of bed. They just woke up, so as much as he was enjoying the comfort of their blankets and bed, he wasn't actually tired.]

I'm going to go shower...and then make some koshary! Keh keh, after all, we should celebrate~

[He exits the bedroom.]

The Next Day...

[fluffydeathdealer]

[The dull ache in the back of his head had lessened over the day before, but by the time either of the Bakuras would have recognized the warning signs, it was too late. He seemed fine, until they sank into sleep, relishing the comfort of the beds they'd pushed together.

The light shining in through the window in the morning was irritating. He knew he should go shut it, knew he should get up and draw the curtains or something. Instead, he simply rolled over, muttering curses, and pulled the blankets up over his head. Finding them insufficient, the pillow followed. That done, he did his best to sink back into sleep.]

[obeytherod]

[Malik was feeling like new again, much to his own excitement! He had more energy than he had had in days, and it was nice to be able to move without aches and pains.

He was awake first as always, but he hadn't moved from his spot at Bakura's side because he was comfortable, and he had little to do just yet. Feeling the other boy stir, however, gave Malik a devious idea.

Rolling onto his side he wrapped his arm around Bakura and tugged him close, mumbling near where he thought his ear might be under that pillow.]

Keh keh, why are you hiding? Wake-up! I feel like doing something with you...

[His tone wasn't any more suggestive than usual, and considering Malik had never made advances on Bakura in the morning like this, the meaning behind those words might go missing entirely.

He was in a good mood, his mind and body felt great...so why not feel better?]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Malik's voice is grating to his ears right now and he groans in frustration. His head feels like bricks are being scraped painfully through it and it's difficult to talk. The last thing he wants to do is to argue with Malik.]

Go away... Leave me to die.

[It might be melodramatic, but damned if he doesn't feel rough. His voice is a little hoarse, but considering his usual gruffness, it's probably not all that noticeable.]

[obeytherod]

...What? [Malik mumbles, poking Bakura in the side experimentally.]

Don't be so melodramatic. I just said I felt like doing something with you--so get up!

[fluffydeathdealer]

I said no-! [He throws the pillow at Malik's face, before slumping back onto the bed. Nn... He hasn't felt this bad in a long time.]

Just let me sleep! I'm not in the mood...