The Voice from over the Intercom (
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the_campus2013-10-15 04:41 pm
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CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: EVERYTHING AND THE KITCHEN SINK
[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.))
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.))
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That done, she reverts, going about setting up the fire and trying not to look at the bodies herself. Mostly because, if she did, she might just end up trying to tear into them as is, though the fact that her tongue keeps flicking over those pronounced canines of hers does give some of it away.]
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He'd taught her the bow method of lighting a fire...it took a bit more time to set up, but it was faster than the tireless persistence needed in the bowless method.]
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There.
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[His voice lowers a bit, darker than before.] Unless you plan to eat these raw... As your Ka, like a wild animal!
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Fine, fine! I'll be right back...
[grumblelazyassthiefmakinghergetthewoodgrumble goes]
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A necklace made out of bear teeth sounds pretty cool, right? He'll just be ripping those out one of those poor bear's gums while he waits.]
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There. How's that?
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[Bakura steps back, his hands soaked in blood and clutching two handfuls of pearly dagger-like teeth.]
My hands are full, so you do it.
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The stench of fur cooking isn't exactly appetizing to him, but Bakura doesn't really mind it. He's just going to try and carve holes into these teeth with the tip of his knife while the food cooks.]
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Are you resistant to fire in your Ka form? Try flipping them over.
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[...But there's no way else to do it, is there? Sigh. She changes again, then gingerly tries to turn them over. It's definitely not "resistant," as the growls of pain clearly show, but at least her tolerance in this form is enough to handle it.
...though he gets to see the bizarrity of a dragon sucking on its hand.]
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[When Karasu actually does it, he's a bit surprised. What an obedient Ka she is!
...And what a bizarre sight indeed. It amuses Bakura enough to make him grin, but not much more. Silently he turns back to his ministrations, searching his person for some sort of string or chain he might be able to use for his teeth.]
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She remains in her dragon form, at least long enough for everything to finish cooking and her to yank it out. That starving feeling is pressing on her, so she unceremoniously shreds the cooked bodies apart, ripping them into pieces that can actually be eaten... at least, so she hopes.
A quick shift after that, and... well, "wild animal" isn't too far off the mark, especially with those sharp, inhuman canines of hers.]
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Bakura lets out a laugh, leaning forward to snatch a few large chunks of meat for himself. He picks the reddest he can find in arm's reach and digs in, lacking even the slightest of manners. Hope you enjoy the sound of him chewing!]
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Before too long, she's managed to devour about half of what she brought all on her own, licking the juice and blood off her hands and mouth and pointedly avoiding his gaze.]
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She may be avoiding his gaze, but considering the way he was intently eying her as he ate, it was only a matter of time.]
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Sigh.
She still makes sure not to look at him, laying down on her stomach near the fire and closing her eyes. Nope. Not gonna say anything.]
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Bakura messily wipes his face with the back of his hand, having eaten his fill of meat. As he continues to stare at Karasu, he smirks and flicks his tongue out across his lips to lap up any remaining blood.
Now, perhaps he could use her to help him steal the items under the guise of "training" as well...]
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What?
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By the way, that flying lesson counts as another favour. You're up to four now.
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[Sigh. She lays back down, on her back this time, and closes her eyes some to relax.]
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[Bakura leans back against a tree trunk, folding his arms and closing his eyes. He wasn't going to sleep with her around, but he could rest his eyes.]
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