the_campus | [MINGLE ] And many happy returns to you, Bakura!

Ow-!

[The wad of paper hits him just shy of his eye and he exclaims in surprise, grabbing at it. Jeez, that made his eye water. Taking the ball of paper from where it's fallen in his lap, he unfolds it, recognizes the words and grins.]

Yo, Sibyll-chan~ Figured it out, huh?

[That aim of hers was pretty good... Maybe she should join a sports club.

...he's already braced for vaulting up and running.]

Edited 2014-02-14 19:11 (UTC)

[So what if the Legionaries had found her spear-throwing skills to be hysterical? The damn things were just so heavy they hampered her aim significantly. On the other hand, give her a baseball and she could keep a bionic dog entertained for hours.]

Wasn't that hard to guess, cupcake. You're the only person around here who would even write something like that.

[Now that she felt properly vindicated, Sibyll leaned against a pillar in the courtyard and grinned up at him.]

Oi, oi, cupcakes are sweet! You should find a more acidic nickname for me.

[Well, she doesn't seem angry, so he just tosses it aside. Really... if she thought that, she should meet Malik's crazy alter ego. Though she was right, in a way... he tended to speak more in murder than snark.]

More accurately, the only one that'd write it to you, right? I'm sure plenty of people out there are just as bad as I am!

[Not likely...]

Never had one before, so I wouldn't know. Your hair makes me think of the frosting on one, especially when it's you in charge and not Ryou. And since you won't tell me your name, I think I'll stick with it. It's cute.

[She waves a hand dismissively.]

There may be, but, unlike you, I'm quite good at keeping people on my side.

I don't have a problem keeping a hold on people. The only ones that matter to me don't ever get away.

[Talking from this distance is a pain... Grabbing the edge of the rooftop, he uses it to vault over and down, landing in a crouch on the ground below.]

I'm not cute at all, though! So it's an unfitting nickname.

[...nope, not at all going to mention that dramatic jump.]

[She watches him drop, eyebrows raised. But there was no expected crunch of bone. Maybe it was his magic?]

Really now, have you looked in a mirror recently? Just because you're a nasty little thing doesn't change the fact that Ryou is adorable.

But Ryou isn't me. Attitude counts for at least 50% of cuteness! And that plus the scarring is enough to make it impossible to call me cute.

[At the mention of scarring, Sibyll's expression changes to one of pity. She reaches out and runs a finger down the faded injury. As she stares into his face, it's obvious she's not looking at the spirit, but at the boy he's possessing.]

Poor thing.

[One day she'd free him from this torment. But how?]

Tch... [Lifting a hand, he bats hers away. His host had lived through this thanks to him. It wasn't right for her to act so pitiful. It was actually rather annoying.]

Don't touch me!

Why? Afraid I'll bite? Don't you want my thanks for your lovely valentine?

[She chuckles darkly.]

I'm not afraid of you. No matter what kind of bullshit you pull!

[Snapping the words out, he steps back a little.]

I just don't want to be touched by such a person as you.

Oh? You were sweet enough to send me a valentine. If you didn't want the attention, maybe you shouldn't have sent one out.

[She reaches out to pet at his hair.]

[HISSSSSSS.

He jerks away again, glowering at her.]

Oi, oi, isn't that a little much? I sent you a threat. You're meant to be bothered by it!

It was still a Valentine. I seem to remember it being traditional to respond in kind. So for the first part of your Valentine, here:

[She darts in lightning fast and kisses him on the forehead before dancing away, laughing.]

I already gave you my response for the other half.

What-?!

[Damn you-! he thinks, a little viciously. His lips twist into almost a snarl briefly.]

Tch... I don't even believe in that shit. But I guess next year I'll leave you off my list. I wouldn't want you to start getting weird ideas about a teenager.

[She watches him, smile in place, then shakes her head and laughs.]

You really don't get it, do you? Ryou does, but you don't even have a clue. Guess you've been trapped in there for too long.

I don't get you! If you hate me, then act like it! Don't act all affectionate for no reason! It's annoying!

[Pouting, almost looking like the child he appears, he looks away and rubs his face.]

I understand a lot of people, but not people like you.

Who says I don't have a reason? It's just not the one you think it is.

[Was this pity for the spirit itself? That was strange. Best not to dwell on it, especially since she still intended to use every means she could think of to destroy it.]

Besides, haven't you heard the saying? 'Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.' You make it very easy to do. I want to keep Ryou close and you're already along for the ride.

I don't think it's anything at all! It's just you trying to be annoying!

[Of course he knows that saying... but he still has the scar from her nearly shooting him. He's not sure he trusts her to be near him.]

If I wanted to, I could make it so you two never met again. But I'm nice enough to not interfere in his friendships, as foolish as they are.

Aww, I'm hurt. One of the rare times I'm being genuine and you think it's nothing.

[No, she is not hurt. Teasing the spirit is also entertaining. It certainly serves him right.]

Wouldn't be rid of me that easily. You're still an enemy, so I'd just keep you closer. But I suppose it's nice to hear you aren't a complete monster to Ryou.

Like hell you are!

[He really doesn't understand this woman at all... Frowning, he looks away.]

I'm not the type of person that's drawn close so easily.

I'm not lying, either. For once.

And You thrive in the attention. Why else would you have gone through and delivered such heartfelt messages then gone around boasting about it. And they say I send mixed messages.

Boasting? I wasn't going around anywhere! I was just hanging around on the roof~. You're the one that sought me out!

[Looking amused, he folds his arms over his chest, tilting his head to stare at her. The smirk on his lips makes it clear he's not intimidated.]

If you're genuine, then I'm surprised... You act about the same way I do.

Sitting on the roof laughing that crazy little laugh of yours. I'm pretty certain that counts as 'boasting'.

[The smile doesn't leave her lips, though she does tilt her head a little.]

Oh?

No, actually, that counts as laughing. I was entertained! I'm not going to stop laughing because some woman thinks it counts as bragging.

[Unfolding his arms again, he rests his hand on his hip, waving vaguely with the other one.]

Neither of us are honest people! We put on a front for others, but nobody knows what we're really like underneath. Wouldn't you say?

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