soul_campaign | Entry #B-5: "Brake" [May 9, Night, Text]

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Entry #B-5: "Brake" [May 9, Night, Text]

I've ascertained that Gamzee Makara was sent home by BREW. As his former partner, it's probably my duty to inform everyone who might care. So... consider yourselves informed.

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It's nice that you want to share. But I'm doing my best to respect that this type of reference makes him deeply uncomfortable. I am his friend, after all. Aren't you...?

[For a moment he is tempted to say that they are friends, just because he knows that his host will most likely see this after being linked.]

If you complain about my body you complain about his, since I'm just borrowing it from him. [Nicely put. Bakura rarely asks for permission before he takes anything.]

And I wouldn't use 'friends' as the term for what is between us. It can't be categorized that nicely. If anything I'd say that he's my aibou.

Body? You used the word "imaginary." Did you forget, or did you just have to turn this crude and literal for another reason? No, I should be kinder. Perhaps using his body for so long made the line between "imaginary" and "physical" begin to blur for you.

Oh dear, no need to get that worked up for him already. Yes, yes, it's my bad for assuming you were speaking from experience since you're such good friends and you answered that quickly. That and your lack of restraint about using people without knowledge or remorse paired with the knowledge that he will do anything for his friends.

It's a worrisome combination after all.

I agree that one of us is certainly worked up. But I think you're imagining it's me.

I think that you think a lot of things.

But in your words, I am an idiot, and idiots think so seldom.

You are a very conflicted creature.

Thinking only in extremes is no good. Idiots can be either very stupid or very clever.

"Conflicted" doesn't even do it justice. You're downright dichotomous.

I'm trembling with anger and intimidation at your cutting razor edge conclusions and what they reveal about myself.

Why not go and vent your frustrations with your little pets? A rat can eat a kitten but biting a lion in the tail is just plain stupid.

I'm sorry, but telling me I'm frustrated isn't enough to make it so.

Your denial is touching, to use your own logical ways. Maybe you should put a collar on your Meisters again in the future, that seems to have worked better in your favor.

That's not enough, either. If you're trying to get a rise out of me, perhaps to share with Ryou, it isn't going to work. I believe it's my duty to tell you this before you exhaust yourself.

No, this is actually just me being childish by pulling the same petty idiocy on you as you insist trying to put on me every time we interact.

If I seriously wanted to get a rise out of you I'd paint your walls red. [With the blood of anybody who somehow mattered to L. But that'd be going to extremes Bakura doesn't think the other one is worth.]

How fortunate that I matter so little to you. And how odd that you actually want Ryou to see this series of texts, you hardly come out looking reasonable or sympathetic.

Yadounushi already knows the worst of me, don't worry.

And I think this goes both ways.

Oh, he'll doubtless be sad that I even bothered to engage you and your childishness, on any level. Beyond that, though? Again, it was never a contest.

Sure, sure. You really ought to meet Kaiba at some point. It'd be THE clash of the egos.

Ryou has alluded to as much. I'd probably bet on my odds in such a clash.

I'd probably bet on the BEWD, speaking from previous observations. [Since few things can argue against a dragon in their face.]

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Entry #B-5: "Brake" [May 9, Night, Text]

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