soul_campaign | Seventh Roll: February 7th, Evening. [Text]

As if there's anyway I wouldn't! Mou, saying something like that after I said not to die. [[still smiling so warmly. It's almost a relief, being able to joke around again.]]

Yeah, because you started declaring me an undead right after that. Making up your mind, will you~

Have something against the undead~?

For honest? I don't believe in them.

Really? Not even after...?

After what?

After the attack that had them here and everything...

Oh. Those? I figured that they're just another version of the usual monster number here. Y'know, working bodies but in this kind definitely no minds. [In any case, he finds it easier to think of them that way.]

Mmmm... they really did look like zombies, though...

[He grimaces. They really did which was one of the reasons why he had liked dealing with them the least.]

They did. Still, that wasn't life after death for sure.

No more life than a puppet on strings has, yeah.

I'd rather say less. It's all just instincts. Or was.

Mmm... like a wind up toy, then?

Or a Half who's lost his reason.

Eh? [[blink blink.]]

[He leans back and sighs.]

You saw me when I tried to pick that fight with Haru, right? It's like that.

[[blink blink]] With Haru-kun? I thought you only fought with Ryoki-kun?

[He grimaces. Aw shit, his memories of tat night were pretty scrambled but adding somebody to it who hadn't been there sure is no good sign.]

Uhm, yeah. I had that kill all thing before. I tried to off Haru and leave the city by force shortly after I arrived. 'Ended with me in the emergency ward.

Eh? [[blinks a few times, eyes wide]] Before I was here, you mean? [[thinking of the scars Leo had showed off now...]]

Mhmm.

[He pulls out a fresh cigarette and puts it in his mouth. Then he lights it, expression perfectly cool and devoid of any hints of what he might feel about it.]

I miscalculated and and ended up rammed against the pointy end of mister fail-red's scythe rather than bashing his head in against the asphalt like I'd planned. [He shrugs.] Shit like that happens.

[[where as this rather disturbs Bakura and almost unconsciously, he reaches out for Leo's hand]] You shouldn't be so light with your own life if you don't want to be painted as dead already... [[said a bit softly, despite his attempt to make a joke.]]

[He gives him a strange look as he instinctively pulls his hand back but stops before he can finish the movement.

He smiles.]

Ya know, there's a big difference between not caring if you die and not wanting somebody else to decide it for you. Taking the Candy has turned me into a dead man walking years ago, so I really don't care about it. As long as it's my call.

Candy...? [[You know that feeling you have, Leo, when Bakura backstories? Bakura's getting that now]]

Fire Candy. [He shrugs.] It's a drug that kills you by burning you inside out. First your tongue melts and then.. you've got a couple of minutes where the fire starts spreading and in the end - kaboom. No need for a coffin or an urn anymore since it's a pretty hefty explosion at the end.

[[Stares, eyes huge]] Wh-- why would you take something like that?!

[[asks the boy who wears a Ring that had been known in the paste to combust people in 3 seconds from the inside out.]]

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