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

[[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...

It doesn't look fine to me. [He still sounds confused, but also worried.]

Even if he does come back to the Ring... I'm never going back there. So it doesn't matter.

Wait, you want to stay here?!

[[awkwardly scratching at his cheek.]] U-- un... I do...

[He only stares at him for a moment because seriously? HAdn't he just said that he still has a family and friends over there?

...on the other hand, having to deal with such a monster ring doesn't sound fun at all.

After a few moments he just hangs his head with a huff.]

..guess that makes already two of us. Though I hate it here as well.

[[Not quite. His father is somewhere back over there, but unreachable, his friends... well... while he missed Yuugi, he had made new ones in Death City that he had known for not much less than he'd known Yuugi-tachi.

There's a bit of a faint smile at that]]

Where would you want to go that you wouldn't hate?

[He chuckles at the questions and grins wearily.]

Dunno. Hell maybe, but I doubt I'd like it there for long, either.

[[He laughs softly]] Can't imagine you'd be the type who'd be settled in death.

[His smile turns a bit more honest.]

Nah, I sure won't. I'm the kind who needs to feel the fire and burn.

[[a small nod and faint smile]] Better to stay alive, then. So you don't become a vengeful ghost.

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