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

[intercom_voice]

[Everybody sees everyone's underpants!

By whatever sadistic, poltergeist-like conscious that ruled this place, everything that isn't undergarments has gone missing. Luckily for everyone, tank tops and socks also count as an undergarments, along with the usual.]

((ooc: event will last until the 20th~ available clothing are: socks, plain tank tops, underwear/boxers/etc. and bras. UNDERAGED CHARACTERS DO NOT HAVE TO BE AFFECTED, but if you want to that's fine too.

Have fun, tag your series title, and so on!))

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[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[A sentiment she has never really shared. She can almost see the appeal, but why settle for that when you could have so much more?

Still, she sympathetically reaches out to place a hand on his cheek.]

One way or another, you're going to have to fight. Fight, or die. Or in your case, be subjected to something worse then death. You're a sweet kid. Wish I could just let you play your games, but you have something bigger on your plate that you have to do something about.

1/3

[fluffydeathdealer]

...eh? I do?

[It doesn't seem like he's in that much danger here. And he can't see how summoning will help him fight the spirit. But...]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[That's right... Henry said he needed to know how to defend himself, anyway. It would help him once he got out of here, even if it wasn't helpful while inside here. And if he did meet trouble here... like, say, that crazy bastard of a past self of his... it would be useful.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I'm not afraid of dying, Sibyll-san. But you're right. It's something I should try to learn, if only in case I need to defend myself.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[Inwards she gave a little sigh of relief. Perhaps more drastic actions wouldn't be necessary so soon. She had been prepared to take them, but that didn't mean she would like doing so.]

Glad to hear. But you should also look into a new hobby. One with less magic. Maybe I should teach you how to play poker.

[Her expression goes to pure wickedness in a split second.]

Perhaps I'll make it strip poker...

[Okay, maybe she was a little evil.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I have a lot of hobbies. None of them involve magic.

[His voice is expressionless - until she mentions that last bit. Squeaking, he turns his back to her.]

I- I really don't think that's necessary!

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[Sibyll takes issue with his claim about not using magic, but it's far more entertaining to tease Ryou.]

Good point. Part of the fun is actually getting to this state.

[Laughing, she reaches out to pat poor, flustered Ryou on the head.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Are all women like this? Considering his feelings towards girls in general, it doesn't surprise him somehow.]

You're kind of weird sometimes, Sibyll-san. I don't know how you can be so relaxed.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[In her world, post-apocalyptic Romans are trying to take over Las Vegas. Las Vegas is run by swingcats over 250 years too late, potential cannibals and men who worship The King. Her life is weird.]

I have my gun. That helps. Doesn't hurt that I've run into tribals and citizens of Vegas alike who wear even less on a daily basis. I fought and killed both a man and a dog in this getup. The dog was the harder fight.

...How old are you again, Ryou?

[Teenagers. Always so awkward.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Me? I'm... [Give him a minute to think. He'd blacked out so much before he came here...]

I'm seventeen. Why do you want to know?

[...It's probably a bad idea to wear so little when you're facing down a dog. But he doesn't wanna be rude and point that out.]

might possibly be mare's reaction as well XD

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

What?

[Clearly Sibyll needs to work on her age-estimating skills. She had been expecting 14, give or take a year.]

...You certainly look young for your age.

Bahahahaha. He doesn't really get older-looking in the FOUR YEARS YGO takes place during

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Ryou laughs a little.]

One of those years is mostly a technicality of being here, but I've always looked young. Yugi-kun's around the same age and he's still mistaken for a grade school student.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Another side effect of your shiny little toys? Maybe I should steal it from you and keep my looks for longer. You don't still have that gold sphere, do you?

[She laughs, pushes Ryou's hair aside and tugs on the chain at the nape of his neck lightly. Despite the gesture, she's just playing and indulging in a little curiosity regarding the pendant.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[A hand grabs her wrist, suddenly.]

The Millennium Eye's with a new owner now... or perhaps I should say an old one. As to the powers of the Millennium Ring, I'm afraid they're unable to perform a miracle like that. You'll have to grow old gracefully... or ungracefully, knowing what I do of you.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

You move fast. Was that just because I gave you warning?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Tch. Hardly. I'm a thief after all! I react fast.

[Letting go of her wrist, he jerks away, irritably.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

You're able to knock Ryou out that quickly and take over the reigns? Quite impressive.

[Despite the perpetual smile, Sibyll's watching him quite intently, filing information in her mind for future reference.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heheh... It only takes me a second.

[He doesn't care how much information she gathers. She's nothing to him, at least in terms of power.]

Let's face it, Sibyll-chan. Even if he learns every bit of magic I have, he's three thousand years too young to outmatch me.

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

And people say I'm overconfident.

[Once again there's that pity in her eyes when she looks at him.]

Oh, Ryou. There really is not saving you, is there?

[fluffydeathdealer]

That's right. He's mine. This frail, weak and innocent boy won't ever escape me.

[He doesn't sound quite as confident as before on that front. The other Ryou he met, so long ago... He remembers that Ryou as from being... after. Free of him.

That little shit. He should have kicked his ass.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

[Was that uncertainty she caught a whiff of? Hmm. How odd. Well, time to chase him off again.]

Oh, right, I wanted to thank you for the enlightening demonstration.

[Moving equally fast as he was just a few seconds ago, she cups his face in her hands again and kisses him on the forehead.]

1/2

[fluffydeathdealer]

?!

[Grahhh, what the fuck, woman?! Stop creeping him out!]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...uhm. Sibyll-san?

[This is kind of weird, miss.]

[wildcard_of_the_desert]

Sorry, Ryou, just learning more about your little friend. What is his name, anyways? I can't keep calling him 'cupcake' or 'fluffy. It makes having a serious conversation difficult.

[She lets him go. Even if he's older then she thought, the desire to be maternal towards him was still strong. It was interesting how the spirit reacted when she did so.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

His name is Bakura. Just like my surname.

[Huh... so Sibyll and the other him have that kind of relationship, huh? She actually kisses him goodbye? That's weird, but cute.]