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

The Ring... its something my father gave me. He called it a good luck charm. Neither of us had any idea... [[he trails off a moment]]

It wasn't until I met Yuugi-kun that it started making sense. Seeing the Puzzle... it being close enough was enough so I could hear him. He said... he said it was because of my wish... because I wanted everyone to stay and play games with me forever... that was why he sealed them all into their figures. It was his "rent."

As rent..? That's bullshit! Sounds more like he took some random thought of you and twisted it into something nasty.

[[a small, miserable nod]]

What happened then?

Yuugi-kun and everyone came over and the Ring took over and tried to kill them to get the Puzzle. [[He looked down at the scar on back of his left hand]] It wound up being a battle between the Pharaoh's spirit and the Ring, with Yuugi-kun and everyone being the pieces in the game. Somehow... somehow I was able to wake up and gain control of my hand... so I could help fight against him as well.

[He doesn't miss that look and his eyes narrow. Was that where it came from?]

Somehow that doesn't sound like all ya needed to do was to take the ring of and toss it into a drawer.

There was no way I could... [[Again, he reaches up to touch where his scars lay]] He said I'd be his host for forever, and that I couldn't take the Ring off ever again....

But you tried, right?

There wasn't any way to...

Why?

[[There's a very awkward moment before Bakura lets go of Leo's hand to pull off his sweater, unbuttoning the shirt underneath enough to show off the 5 puncture scars in a half circle in his chest.]]

[He sucks in his breath and curses.]

Shit. That was a ring??

It has pendents [[explains as he re-buttons his shirt]] 5 of them that hang down from the main circle of it...

Fuck, don't tell me it tried to hold on?! [Great, now he has that wonderful mental image of a cross of a facehugger and a golden ring burying into the others chest.]

[[That would be about right...

He nods, pulling his sweater back on and smoothing it down, still feeling horribly self conscious.]]

[He stares.

And stares a little longer because, holy fuck, the immges his brain is coming up with right now!]

How fucking big is that thing?

[[He holds up his hands to mimic the size and shape]] About this big...

Did you try breaking it?

[[shakes his head, fidgeting with his sleeves a little.]] There really wasn't much I could do... and it's not that the Ring itself is something to be destroyed, just the Voice in it.

A voice? You mean that para- no, it was the thief, right? That guy in it?

[[a nod]] The Ring itself... It's important. There's a mystery behind the Items that I want to figure out.

[He grimaces.]

You know, that's got to better be a mighty important mystery behind it if you're alright with stuff like that.

[[looks up, blinking]] All right with what stuff...?

I mean.. If it's worth the risk.

[[a very faint smile at that]] It's fine now...

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