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

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.

A ghost? [He snorts, looking amused.] For that I'd have to have a recognized soul. Don't you know that animals like me don't have them?

But you're here, aren't you? You have to have one.

They say that everybody is given a soul here upon arriving. [He shrugs. Whatever, he doesn't care about it anyway.]

So you could become a restless spirit if you died here. So best not to. [[decides with a fake serious nod]]

Will you stop trying to turn me into a bad ghost? I'm tellin' you I'm not gonna become one! Quit killing me before I'm dead!

[Ironically that kind of talk actually manages to unsettle him. He's never bothered to think about the possible after behind dead much before.]

[[where as it doesn't bother Bakura any because he's all but been there]]

Aaa... Sorry... I didn't mean....

Yeah, yeah, next thing we know is that you've already penned down the inscription of my grave marker.

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