the_campus | CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: I SEE LONDON, I SEE FRANCE~

I let him out quite a bit, lately! As you'd know if you were ever around. [...he doesn't mean that to sound like scolding.]

But he was kind of overwhelmed by the sudden flood of half-naked people and I decided to take over for a while to spare his embarrassment. And my ears.

As to the Ring... I think it fails to count when it happens to be my goddamned soul-container.

Aww, you miss me? I'm so flattered. [She laughs and pets his cheek.]

Quite courteous for someone stealing a body. I didn't expect that out of you.

[Contrary to what she's saying, Sibyll's tone and expression are still light and friendly.]

I never said that! [Dammit, talk about a flustering statement!

He's no stranger to dissonance, but it's no more comfortable than if he was. He frowns a little at the petting, but endures it. What a weirdly parental action.]

I'm not above courtesy, when it suits me. I'd guess you're no stranger to that concept.

[She lets the subtle insult slide without comment. No, she's prepared to tease him about something else.]

I don't know, that sounded like you missed me being around. Sounded almost like you were scolding me for being away. [Reaching out again, she ruffles his hair with a laugh.]

[HISS. He glowers at her a little, baring his tiny fangs like an angry cat.]

I was not scolding! Simply pointing out a true fact.

[The spirit could be intimidating at times. This was simply not one of them. At the moment he simply reminded her of something small, fuzzy and irritated. If she had a clear idea of what a cat was and how it behaved, she would have compared him to one. Regardless, she got the sense that if she continued to antagonize him with touch, he would bite her. Time to just antagonize him with words.]

You know, I've never really see a cat before, 'cept for in books, but you're reminding me of one right now.

Tch... Are you calling me annoying?

[Bakura is not fond of cats. They're not too fond of him, either. There's a reason Ryou never got a pet to help with the crippling loneliness, after all.]

I find it hard to believe that cats have gone extinct by your time.

Don't think they have, but I've never seen any for myself. Deserts aren't the most hospitable places. Coyotes are probably the smallest thing out there. But I get the feeling you and most animals don't get along.

[She's rather sorry there isn't more tea. It's starting to get cold again. Folding her arms over her chest, and with a twisted grin, Sibyll inches towards the grouchy spirit.]

...hm? What the hell are you up to, woman?

[He eyes her suspiciously, leaning back in his chair in a wary manner.]

Most animals can sense what I am. It's only natural.

Just looking for warmth. I did mention I'm from a desert, right. You're from one. Even though it gets cool at night, it doesn't get this cold. It's a shame you don't have more tea.

[She begins to meander about, making circles that get ever so much closer to Bakura.]

If you're so desperate for warmth, I'm sure I can set something on fire.

[Like you. Stop creeping him out, woman.]

If you're so desperate for tea, you can go to the lounge and make your own.

...and how did you know I was from a desert?

Doesn't look like you fared so well the last time you played with fire.

[The courier reaches out to take his burned arm in her warm hands, but lets go fairly quickly.]

You've mentioned Egypt before. Sure, my world is a nuclear wasteland, but schooling does still exist.

[Heh. How warm she was. He supposed that was from the teacup. Resting his head on his hands, he looks her over carelessly.]

...I was lucky. Not many can say they were smote by God and walked away. At any rate, I don't remember much of anything from back then.

Poor Ryou. Can't imagine he's done anything deserving of that.

[There's actual pity in her voice now, and her eyes flick to his face, looking for traces of the boy.]

He's fine. He slept through the entire thing. Like that, he can't feel any pain.

[There's no sign of him. Bakura's keeping him pretty heavily sedated.]

Yes, so much kinder to let him wake up to strange injuries and no memory of how he got them.

[She hops up to sit on the table and watch the spirit.]

Ever had that happen to you? Losing your memory?

[He doesn't bother answering the first part. Like he cares...]

Of course. I don't remember anything about my past, or who I was when I was alive, except for the fact that I was apparently a muscle-bound idiot. He's here, if you were curious.

On top of that, there's gaps in my memory too.

[She actually looks quite interested in this reveal. Sitting up straighter, Sibyll glances down at him more closely.]

Really? Side effect of getting stuck in a necklace?

[Like hell was she going to tell him that she was in the same boat.]

Which part? The amnesia's part of the magic that bound me in here. I get glimpses, at times... but they're momentary, and usually specialized. I didn't get anything of the sort before meeting 'him', so it's probably a side-effect of encountering my enemy.

The memory gaps... I can't explain them away so easily. It's strange. Usually I can remember anything that happens, even if I'm not in control... but these black spots are coming out of nowhere, now. Maybe it's just hitting an overload of information.

[Or maybe Ryou's hiding something. Nah. That can't be.]

So you barely remember anything from being alive?

[Her voice takes on an odd tone. It's not quite sympathy. Nor is it pity. Is it...understanding? Her expression doesn't give away any additional clues as to what she's thinking.

Reaching out, she just barely touches the necklace with her fingers]

That's right. [It's an odd tone to hear from her. He's used to her teasing, but this is new. For once, he doesn't jerk away, just letting her touch it. It's warm, but that's about the only unique thing to its feeling. There isn't even a tingle of magic right now.]

It was a shock at first... waking up in that thing with no knowledge of anything. It became clear pretty fast that nobody else had a clue who I was either, so I just ended up drifting around for a while. Helped a few people out, fucked a few people over, robbed a few tombs... Mostly just hung around and tried to learn what I could from peoples' minds, since Shadi wasn't being much of a help.

Who's Shadi?

[The warmth was nice, but she refrained from playing with the magical pendant any further. Instead, she folds her arms back around herself to keep warm while listening to Bakura.]

Heh heh... [That is not a nice laugh, but it's not directed at her.] Shadi's the guardian of the Millennium Items. He handles the thieves and wicked souls who'd seek to obtain their power undeservedly.

He doesn't like me. Can't imagine why.

[His voice is filled with amusement.]

I can't imagine why. You're just so sweet. [The teasing smile is back, though it doesn't last long.]

You said you sometimes remember flashes. Like what?

I know! Isn't it utterly surprising?

[He can't hide his laughter. If nothing else, he's not embarrassed to admit he's an asshole. But the other bit...]

It's just little pieces. Nothing too personal. [Closing his eyes, he focuses. He won't tell her about the Blue-Eyes, or the Door to Darkness... What else does he remember, and didn't just learn about secondhand?]

I remember... [Hm? What is this? His voice turns thoughtful, fingers tapping against the table.] ...A woman speaking to me. I can't understand the words, but I know what they mean. She's telling me to hide. I can hear something like screaming in the background, but she sounds more resigned than frightened.

Hmph. I can't remember her face. Just her voice. [Opening his eyes, he glowers irritably into the air.]

Things like that.

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