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CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: SNOWED IN

[Early morning on the 15th, the building is deathly chilly as well as unusually dark. Even with the heat on people will find themselves wandering the halls and shivering, their breath fogging up in front of them. Anybody foolish enough to try and leave the building will find that the door simply won't budge due to the amount of snow piled against it, and any attempts to exit (or look) through the windows will greet them with a daunting wall of white. Even the courtyard is inaccessible, as is the door leading up to the rooftop.

Outside on the island, it seems a heavy snow storm has blanketed everything in a thick layer of white.]

((ooc: The event will last 7 days, with the first 4 being snowed-in, the 5th being a blizzard, the 6th another snow-in day, and the 7th having the snow melting. A post will be made on the 19th and 21st respectively. You can see the conditions here, and on the weekly weather sticky:

15th Wed: -32~-20°F; 20 mph; SNOWED IN
16th Thurs: -30~-23°F; 26 mph; SNOWED IN
17th Fri: -28~-18°F; 18 mph; SNOWED IN
18th Sat: -37~-29°F; 21 mph; SNOWED IN
19th Sun: -45~-38°F; 32 mph; SNOWED IN / BLIZZARD CONDITIONS
20th Mon: -15~0°F; 15 mph; SNOWED IN
21st Tues: 10~20°F; 5 mph winds; SNOW MELTING

Mingle, tag around, make your own posts and most of all--have fun! If you have any questions just contact the mod account. Characters with magic powers or a lot of strength CAN get through the doors, but those doors won't stay clear for long. The snow is VERY heavy.))

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Maybe I can use my monsters... [He says aloud, contemplating the option. It's definitely an idea, but right now he wouldn't mind some tea to warm up. He lightly brushes Ryou's hand off and starts to head for the bedroom.]

Tea sounds good. I'm going to go check on Anubis first.

[The door was cracked open so Anubis could leave if he wanted, and it makes it easy for Malik to just poke his head in to check.]

Huh? [Bakura's black trenchcoat was on the bed now, and Anubis was curled up with it and the bedsheets Malik had left piled up for him.]

Did you do that, Ryou?

...huh? Do what?

[He goes over to take a look and shakes his head.]

It was on the bed when I woke up. I thought you'd left it there.

Mmm... No, it wasn't me. [He blinks, then turns his head to glance back at the Ring.]

Anyway, it looks like Anubis is still asleep. [Turning back around, he places a hand on his hip.]

That means we can drink tea in peace.

What's with that look?! Don't think anything of it!

[Bakura is all too quick to react to perceived slights. Especially ones that imply he might have a heart.]

...? Right, tea.

[Just going to head back into the kitchen to put the kettle on.]

... [Snicker.]

I'll wait. [Malik makes his way back to the couch and takes a seat. Right now, he wishes he had a blanket for the couch or something. It was chilly in here.]

[Returning after a couple of moments, Ryou hands him a steaming mug of tea and sits down beside him with his own. He may be sitting a little too close, but that's just because he's cold.]

The heating isn't doing much. I guess even systems like these have their limits.

[Malik gratefully takes the cup of tea, nodding and uttering a small "thanks" before bringing it to his lips. Ryou doesn't have to worry about sitting too close either, since Malik would have done the same had he not done it first.]

We have enough blankets in here to stay warm. And if it comes down to it we can always take some from another room, or I can summon one of my monsters.

[After a moment, Ryou nods.]

You're right. It won't be too bad. I stocked up on tea and hot chocolate, so we've got hot drinks, blankets, and we're at least used to being in close quarters. It shouldn't be too difficult to get by at all.

That's right... We can always stay close for warmth.

[He takes another sip of his tea and upon realizing how that sounds, quickly covers up with a smirk.] Not that I need to, but I wouldn't want my only roommate to freeze to death. Hmhmhm.

...

[Closing his eyes, he heaves a sigh. Oh, Malik... You're able to make everything sound like a backhanded compliment.]

You're the one from a hot country. I'd be more worried about you freezing. But I appreciate the offer. I'm used to being close to you by now. It's hard not to be.

[Y'know, when he knows you've had sex with his body and when you spend most nights cuddled up together in a bundle of blankets and gayness.]

That's true... But it was cool where I lived.

[His lips shake with the power it takes to suppress his grin. When Ryou says stuff like that, it makes him feel excited in that way he gets when he asserts his dominance. It was a power high at worst, and the thrill of being cared for at best.]

I don't usually care to, but maybe we should watch a movie. Maybe by the time it's over, some of the snow will have melted.

I don't think it'll melt that fast... but it's possible, I guess. Anyway, it's something to do.

[Ryou was used to being used. Even if he'd defy it sometimes, Malik's domineering nature was enough to reduce him to casual acceptance sometimes. It was like being in a really bad relationship sometimes. Malik's harsh side offset by the occasional signs of a nicer person behind it... it was enough to make him tolerate the worse side of him, at least as far as he knew it. If he knew how far it really extended, he might be less compliant, but he just thinks of Malik as being kind of a jerk at times. As long as his violent side stayed mostly with Bakura, he could handle the aftermath.]

We don't have a lot of movies, though. Unless you two have been stockpiling them.

[He'll just hope the snow will be gone, even if it's pointless, as he takes another sip of tea.]

I don't really care for movies, so it's just the same few VHS tapes we had last time.

[Setting his cup down on the table, he leans back and folds his arms.]

...right.

[Putting his cup down as well, he goes to look for those VHS tapes. They're not hard to find, even if he's never really seen them before. Most of these movies, he's never even heard of. Oh well. They'd kill some time, anyway. Putting one of them in, he curls up against Malik's side without any real hesitation.]

[Malik settles back to watch, although even before the movie's started his mind has begun to wander elsewhere. Ryou's warm, and as he thinks he unconsciously leans comfortably back against him.]

[Ryou isn't really paying attention either. Little by little as the movie draws on, he loses himself in his thoughts. It's not hard to unwind like this. Shifting every so often, he works his way into a more comfortable state. In the end, he winds up stretched out on the couch with his upper half resting against Malik's, his head on the other teenager's shoulder.

It should be uncomfortable. Being this close to another person was strange. Ryou had always been used to the formalities and decorum indicated that you didn't get close to people physically. You weren't even supposed to touch them without permission. But somehow, the rules didn't seem to apply here. Maybe it was because Malik was so prone to ignoring them regardless.]

[Much like Ryou, over time Malik shifts to find his comfortable spot. But it wasn't working. So in one lax motion, he wraps an arm over Ryou to take him with as he sinks down to lay across the couch.

It's a little squished, and a little awkward with Ryou strewn on top of him, but it's warm and comfortable in a way he can't quite describe, but can easily appreciate. As long as he doesn't think too long on it...

But honestly, this movie was putting him to sleep. Right now, Malik's eyes weren't even open.]

Ah-!

[Ryou jumps in surprise as Malik moves him, but relaxes after a moment. It's... really weird, lying here like this. Not unpleasant; Malik is warm and the rhythm of his breathing is soothing. But it's strange.

Oh well. Best not to think about it, he supposes. After all, it's not like it means anything. It's just comfort, that's all.]

[Malik still wasn't paying any attention to the movie, and now that they were like this, he could appreciate Ryou a little more.

He ran his fingers through that soft hair, and wasn't ashamed to stay close enough that he could catch the sweet scent of his shampoo.]

[The feeling of strong fingers coaxing through his hair was a mostly-foreign one. Henry had done it at least once before, but that was about all. Even his parents hadn't often brought themselves to touch him in such a casual manner. It was such a soothing feeling that he almost felt guilty for it. After all, he was just a body to Malik. It was probable that the boy didn't even see a difference between them. And even without that, wasn't this the kind of creepy thing that you were always warned away from when you were kids? A shiver ran down his spine that had nothing to do with the cold.

But even so... despite the intimacy of it - or maybe because of it? - it felt good. Closing his eyes, he leaned into the touches. Oh well, he found himself thinking. He gets enough use out of my body... I might as well enjoy what he gives back.]

[Malik quietly continues to pet the other boy as he thinks.

Ryou may have thought that Malik didn't see a difference between them, but that wasn't true. He knew this was Ryou, that this body was Ryou's, and that Bakura lived in the Ring.

It was true that he often saw Ryou as nothing but a vessel, and it'd taken a long time for him to grow past that visage, but the fact was he had. Even if he got annoyed, sometimes... When Ryou didn't do what he wanted, when he did something that would jeopardize his time with Bakura. It was still selfish of him in many ways, but Malik never really cared about being selfish.

He had come to the realization that as long as the spirit shared this body, he would have to share what little kindness he had to keep things the way he liked them. It wasn't just that; that duality between them reminded him and his other half. He still felt a strange pang of guilt for enabling it all, but it was so easily smothered by his own happiness, and his own gain, that he'd almost completely forgotten about it.

It's not that he didn't like Ryou. The boy's softness had grown on his cold exterior and slowly worn it away. He didn't mind having friends. He just liked to think himself better than them.

But despite all his charisma, and all his powers of persuasion, Malik utterly fails around Ryou, and he's pretty sure the boy barely tolerates him. He can never bring himself to be too kind unless it's necessary. He doesn't want to get too attached...

That similarity between the two of them might actually start to bother him.]

I still plan to get out of here, you know.

...Is that so... [To get out of here, huh... Leaving everyone behind out of a selfish desire to escape... it was such an unkind thing to suddenly declare, knowing what Ryou thought of it.

But in that way, wasn't he being selfish by not considering it? No, even if he was, he wanted to stay with people that liked him. He'd been unselfish for a long time. But lately, it was starting to feel as though those rules of politeness were a noose rather than a guide. Maybe it was seeing just how free the people here were. Sure, half of them were scary assholes - his past self apparently included - but they seemed... happy. Was he unhappy? He didn't think he was. But for some reason, that jealousy was still there. Jealousy of people who could stand up for themselves without needing it to be life-threatening before they resisted. Even with his lessons, he still wasn't capable of that. Someday, perhaps.]

Are you still planning to kidnap me?

[His hand stops. Malik may have been leading up to that fact, but Ryou worded it in such a way to twist his intentions.]

It's not like that. I'm just taking you home. [Of course, Ryou isn't the only one who can use wording to his advantage.]

Besides... This place is nothing more than a prison, liable to kill us all at any moment. Even if Bakura would let me, I wouldn't leave you here. [That part, at least, was honest.]

'Home'... [The word is distasteful. Could he really call that silent apartment 'home'? But it's true that the rest of the people that matter to him are there. Even so... how can he leave his friends behind?

And even if he returns home, it's not like his father will even have noticed he was gone. It'll just be that same solitude again. Even if Malik had said he wanted them to go to Egypt, he didn't know if that was wise. It would be continuing the same story they did here. But the spirit and Malik... They'd never let him be. Until he was able to throw off the spirit entirely, he'd have to tolerate it.]

Why? Just because I'm his host?

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