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 Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 1:11 pm
Smirking and clicking his chopsticks he picked up a piece of Fatty Tuna sitting on a bit of rice, popping it into his mouth and groaning. Not a lot of people knew about this little treat, some only discover it by accident. But Fatty Tuna was so delicious, and the flavor just exploded in his mouth and seemed to melt like chocolate.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 1:22 pm
Bakura could tell that that peice wasn't shrimp. It tasted pretty good though, maybe he could try it for real?
"What was that one Ryou?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 1:44 pm
'......Fatty Tuna, it's a rare part of the Blue Fin Tuna......' He said happily, his mind open in case Bakura wanted to take over to munch.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 2:10 pm
Bakura wandered closer to the opened door. He wanted to ry it but didn't know what it looked like first so he didn't grab something nasty.
"What's it look like?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 5:26 pm
Ryou sent him a mental picture of a hot pink piece of meat with white lines of fat going through it like marble sitting on a rectangle of rice. His own eyes spotted one down the way coming on the moving trays.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 5:34 pm
Bakura got the immage and nodded.
"Okay here I come."
Taking control of Ryou's body he looked at where he was loking and when the sushi got into range he tryed snatchingnit up only to have it slip from his chop sticks.
'I never did like these thing....'
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 5:54 pm
'........You can do it!......' Ryou cheered from his Soul Room, having turned on the mirror to watch.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 6:12 pm
Bakura sighed as he was encouraged by Ryou. Carefully he tried to pick up the O-Tori Sushi. after a few more failed attemts he went with a tried and tru metiod: Stabbing the sucker and eating it that way.
'There more than one way to eat this stuff....not bad really...can't beat a good stake.'
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 6:44 pm
Ryou laughed hysterically at watching Bakura stab the sushi, shaking his head as he sat on his bed. Suddenly he realized something, gasping out loud. '.....We left Marik back at the house!!......'
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 6:56 pm
bakura was aiming for a nother piece of sushi when Ryou mentioned that Marik was still at the house.
'YOU MEAN THERE STILL PAST OUT ON THE COUCH???!?!? I THOUGHT THEY LEFT ALREADY!'
He wasn't mad, just ....he didn't know what to be. Letting the teen take control again he was going to help only if he needed to on the walk home. He honestly thought the blond left last night.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 7:19 pm
'........No he was still on the couch........maybe he's fine or he left. I'll call the house......' Ryou took out his flip phone and dialed the house, a few rings and Marik picked up the phone.
"Marik?"
"Hi Ryou, I woke up and wanted to make Malik breakfast. But I noticed that you didn't have a fire pit to cook on, so I made one in the Living room so that you can make hot meals. Don't know how you've survived without one, but this really loud beeping noise is coming from this device on the ceiling and neither of us can figure out why. Also the smoke from the fire pit isn't going anywhere so it's kind of smokey in here, can I put a hole in the roof so it can vent?" It took Ryou a good 30 seconds for that all to register in all of that, then he calmly paid his bill and said he had an emergency to which the bar keep told him he could come back after no charge. He was a good customer after all. After walking a block he began screaming into the phone.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU MADE A FIRE PIT IN MY LIVING ROOM?!!! NO YOU CANNOT PUT A HOLE IN MY HOUSE, I AM COMING HOME RIGHT NOW!"
Fear of the house burning down was in the front of his mind.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 7:52 pm
Bakura listened to the phone conversation and every hair stood up on end. As soon as the young man hung up he too took action. He wasn't sure if he could help much but he would try. Stepping in he didn't kick Ryou out of control but tried instead to add his power to the others.
"He is sooo introuble when we get our hands on him."
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 8:40 pm
Ryou was a little shocked as he felt new power flaring through his system, running full on and feeling the energy from Bakura keeping him going. His limbs were going to hate him of course, but at the moment he was more worried that his house was on fire. Sure enough when he got back there was smoke coming from the windows, so rushing inside he found a hole in the middle of his floor with dirt in it and a fire crackling in the center. He didn't quite believe that Marik had made him a fire pit until he actually saw it, that and the fact that Marik was cooking eggs in a skillet over it.
'...........Bakura............there's a fire pit in our living room...........'
He was going to break down and cry, this was not in his range of things he could handle.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 6:19 am
Bakura ran with Ryou all the way to the house. upon seeing the pmoke he prated to Ra that his jewls were okay. If not he would be ounding on Marik weather Ryou liked it out not. When they went in he looked over the fire pit in the living room.
"I see this.....would you like me to put it out and teach the idiot about fire safty and hazards?"
In truth that intailed roughing Marik up but he would say that out loud, not right now anyway.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 12:35 pm
'......Yeah.......' He could not stand this at this time, let Egyptians deal with Egyptians. So he easily released control to Bakura, trying to keep his tears in and not start bawling at the damages to his house even if the whole thing wasn't on fire.
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