Thief King Bakura (
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Effect Room: Amnesia
[Today, quite a few of the rooms seem to have taken a liking to inflicting some stupefying amnesia. One might still remember bits and pieces of the past, their name, their family, and common knowledge...or one might forget everything. Either way, the effect only takes place once the room has been exited, and then its poor victims are left to wander the halls in their confusion.]
((ooc: so basically, at some point when walking out of a room, your character is inflicted with amnesia! mingle, tag around, etc.~ Characters who tag into other threads don't have to be affected by the amnesia, only the ones making the thread starters do. Effects last as long as you want.))
((ooc: so basically, at some point when walking out of a room, your character is inflicted with amnesia! mingle, tag around, etc.~ Characters who tag into other threads don't have to be affected by the amnesia, only the ones making the thread starters do. Effects last as long as you want.))
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[He can hardly imagine the pain and worry he must have felt. It was a rare thing for Malik to try and empathize with others, but Bakura earned a lot of exceptions out of him.]
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[Bakura smiles a little, speaking almost distantly.]
I lied... I prefer you as you are.
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[Teasing aside, Malik's hand keeps softly petting that fluffy head of hair. His voice softens as he continues.]
And if that wasn't enough, I think the way you're leaning against me now says it all.
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H-hahahaha-! That's right... it's pretty obvious.
[Like a spider caught in a web... he never really had a chance, did he? For all his thoughts about what to do if Malik didn't return to normal... there was no way he could have abandoned him now.]
I've never had much self-restraint, but with you, it's somehow harder.
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As you know, most find my charisma irresistible~ Usually I still need to use the Rod as an aid...
[Malik tilts his head, kissing Bakura on the cheek.] ...But I won you all on my own.
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Your charisma, huh...? I'm not so sure that's got anything to do with it.
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[At least the sap is brief. Malik had it in him, but he tended not to linger on it too long, even if he was prone to dramatics and embellishments at times.
He really is curious of the answer, though.]
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[Closing his eyes, he rests his head on Malik's shoulder, speaking openly. It's not often he does show his serious side, but right now... he feels like being honest is best.]
At first, it was just fun. You were interesting, and things were always interesting around you. Even if it put my plans at risk, I was fascinated by the battle that was begun when you came to Battle City. I wanted to see it to the end.
[Malik probably won't even notice that slip, he's sure.]
But after coming here... Things changed. Bit by bit, I started to see you as more than just entertainment. Little by little, you opened up to me, and little by little, I became caught in your trap. In a way, I've come to think of you as being on my level.
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[Malik didn't notice that slip-up, just as Bakura expected. He was too busy hinging on other words to think of the implications there.]
Keh keh keh...caught in my "trap", huh? And you say it isn't charisma.
[He tilts his head, letting his cheek rest against that cool hair, and then he continues, a little less cocky this time.] I was always on your level, Bakura. It just took you some time to realize it. We're both stubborn...we won't let anybody get in our way.
And I found you annoying too, at first.
...Actually, I still kind of do, sometimes. [He pets Bakura affectionately as he says it.]
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[Bakura's voice is filled with amusement. Really, as if any human was on his level... Malik alone came close enough to be considered so.]
I don't consider it charisma. If it was, I'd have liked you from the start, instead of being irritated by your constant bossiness.
Hell, you still annoy the hell out of me sometimes.
[...that comment loses its impact when he leans into that petting hand, smiling.]
I doubt that'll change... for either of us.
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He and Bakura on the same level...equals. It was still something had had trouble accepting. Malik had a stubborn need to be above those around him, to be in control somehow. Maybe he just didn't like to feel as if lacked control, and that was his natural and easiest way to vent it.
Oh, and he still says it's charisma. It just took some time to set in!]
I wouldn't have it any other way.
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[Being pulled over like that startles him and he stares at Malik in surprise for a moment. Only a moment, before he shifts to get more comfortable on top of him. His voice regains its usual teasing sarcasm as he does.]
I wouldn't either. It'd be kind of pitiful if you couldn't keep up with my level of asshole anymore. After all, I'm stretching the limits of how nice I can be already when it comes to you!
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You're the one who does that. [Except Malik really, really does. He punishes people far harsher than necessary, and he's been spiteful just for the sake of being spiteful. But then again, he doesn't consider it being an asshole--it's deserved!]
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[He laughs softly, honestly amused by the conversation. Really, anyone who mistook him for someone who needed to try to be a dick didn't know him that well at all.]
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[He lets out a sigh, chuckling into it. Malik was beginning to feel too relaxed to even bother talking. Bakura was nice and warm on top of him...]
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[Bakura grins down at him, a little wickedly.]
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[He smirks in return, although it's not quite as devious as usual. He seems far too relaxed for that.]
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[Bakura's teasing voice is shaking with laughter as he makes that joke.]
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[He shoves Bakura clean off the couch.]
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[Rubbing his head, he sits up on the floor and glowers.]
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[Malik folds his arms behind his head, resting his eyes and looking smug as hell.]
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Well, if you love it so much, I guess you don't mind sleeping on the couch for a few more nights! It'll be a little awkward, but I'm sure I can handle the sacrifice of making use of our bed all by myself...
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What makes you think you get the bed?
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What? You just told me you find the couch more comfortable without me. Don't worry about me... heheh, it'll be a hardship, but I'm sure I can handle sleeping alone for a while~.
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Ohh? Are you sure about that? [He takes a few steps, rounding the side of the couch.]
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