For moderndaydragon and fluffydeathdealer

[shadowscall]

[Kai's managed to dig up at least two books on memories, but they aren't as simple as 'How to recover lost memories in five easy steps'. The books he's found look to be similar to the spellbooks he's studying from, and that means he's definitely going to need Karasu's help going through them. Even if they find something useful, he wouldn't dare try to cast anything on her; he's hoping it'll at least point them in the right direction. Kai has a sneaking suspicion the Creeper's involved in the mess somewhere, just based on what Karasu had told him.

Honestly, if it weren't for Ryou...

Kai takes another bite of his carrot stick and glances over at the closed bedroom door from where he's sprawled on the couch, flipping through pages. He'd put Surge in just a while ago, and so far the big Labrador's being as quiet as a mouse.]

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[fluffydeathdealer]

Who knows? If it's something you can keep on your person, I can connect to it.

It's a tiresome bit of magic, but once the connection has been established, it can be connected with ease at any time. All you'd have to do would be to touch it and try to contact me. I'll be alerted and the connection will establish. Though it does mean that I can't contact you unless you're touching it, so it's probably best if it's something you don't take off.

[moderndaydragon]

Like jewelry or something?

[Crap. She doesn't have any of...]

Oh, wait!

[She gently pushes Bakura's legs off her lap, then disappears into her room. It's only about a minute later that she comes back, holding up a choker.]

Will this do?

[fluffydeathdealer]

...that would work. If you're comfortable enough wearing it, or at least keeping it to hand.

[He holds out his hand for it.]

[moderndaydragon]

I've been meaning to wear it, I just sort of forget. But if I know it's to contact you, I won't.

[She hands it to him, sitting down on the armrest of the couch.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Just give me a moment.

[Taking it in his hand, he stares at it for a moment. It's best to at least look like he's doing something. Closing his hand over it, he focuses, calling up his energy. That blue aura of his sparks up slowly.

It's an eerie sight. This energy isn't his usual darkness, devoid of the cruel feeling of it, but instead the true power within him. It's an energy that's unique to him, chilling and yet controlled.

The Ring chimes in a wind that doesn't exist, his hair flickering up further from the same source. And then...

...it stops.]

It's done.

[moderndaydragon]

[Whoa... Karasu tilts her head a little at seeing and feeling that, rubbing her arms a bit but not looking anywhere near as turned off as she would usually be.

She takes it back from him when he's finished, carefully clipping it around her neck. But just as she moves to put her hand on it, she pauses, blinking a little.]

Do I need to touch it? Or is it just skin contact?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Skin contact should be fine. If you focus on me and think that you want to talk to me, it'll send me a signal.

Give it a try if you want.

[He links his hands behind his head, relaxing.]

[moderndaydragon]

Hm...

[She folds her hand in her lap, closing her eyes and trying to do just that.]

Does this work?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heheheh... Isn't it useful?

[It's harder to transfer messages through her than it is for the thief king.]

But we should keep it for emergencies. It's tiring trying to connect like this, especially from a distance.

[moderndaydragon]

That's easy enough to do. You did this in case of an emergency anyway, right?

[And it's not like she's ever had trouble finding him when she wanted to talk. Besides, this feels kind of weird.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Yeah. Though I doubt it'll be needed.

[moderndaydragon]

I hope that's true, but you know the old saying. "Better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it."

[fluffydeathdealer]

...Shall we take a look at those books?

[moderndaydragon]

Ah, right! Let's go ahead and do that.

[Whoops. She completely forgot about the books.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Might as well.

[Getting up, he reaches for the old-fashioned one, scooping it up in his hand and sitting back. Drawing his legs up, he rests it against his knee and starts to read through it. He hasn't seen this kind of writing in years... No, in centuries, even.

But if there is a way to fix Karasu's memory, he wants to know about it. He can't hide it if he doesn't.]