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Millennium Ring Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:25 pm
Bakura prodded Girl's arm, the non-bleeding one. After another moment he sharply struck the wound on her shoulder, trying to awaken her. He didn't want bloody bodies everywhere that he'd trip over. Ryou was out of the way, on a couch, his new numerous wounds open as well. When the boy woke up he could dress them himself. It was none of Bakura's concern, unless he was going to die.
Ryou's shirt was in shreds and bloodsoaked all the way, and it seemed that that area was where Bakura had focused mainly on. There was nothing else on his face, but some scratches and a large bruise. Bakura had also finished his message on Ryou's arm, then added the same thing on the other. In other words, Ryou had gotten punished enough to make Bakura happy.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:29 pm
Kira twitched but dident awaken.Her body was to tired.She just laid there soundly.
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Millennium Ring Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:31 pm
Bakura growled. His bloodlust had already been sated by Ryou, and he didn't want to get angry and worked up again. He slapped Girl sharply across her face, glaring now.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:50 pm
Malik had retreated to his room the second they got in the house.
Marik sighed, "So pathetic--" he said, sitting back in a chair.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:52 pm
Kira twitched agian but still dident wake.She diddent seem like she was going to wake any time soon.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:56 pm
"Stupid little..." Bakura muttered, wrapping his arm around Girl's waist and shifting her so that she was tucked under his arm like a sack. He went over to the apartment door and, opening it, arranged her outside in the hall so that she was propped against the wall. As he turned to go back inside the apartment, he paused and traced his finger along another crack in the wall, wondering how it had gotten there before going into the apartment and slamming the door shut.
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Millennium Ring Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:16 pm
Kira soon woke up and started walkin g twards her appartment.Itwas a bizzard outside and she was still a bit weak.She soon colapsed and it just happen to be outside maliks appartment building.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:23 pm
Icequeen102990 Kira soon woke up and started walkin g twards her appartment.Itwas a bizzard outside and she was still a bit weak.She soon colapsed and it just happen to be outside maliks appartment building. Marik had went out again. Malik heard a thud at the door and opened it to see Kira, pulling him inside he somehow got her to his room so that Marik wouldn't know she was there.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:31 pm
Kira was out cold good thistime.She was pale,freasing,and was drenched in blood.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:33 pm
Bakura leaned over Ryou, his face an inch or two from the unconscious boy's. He prodded him carefully, blinking innocently when Ryou didn't even stirr. Lifting two fingers, he felt Ryou's pulse on his neck and frowned at it. Not wanting to help the boy himself, Bakura hovered over Ryou and pondered what to do before coming to a bitter conclusion. Sulking over to the phone, he fished around in his pockets before producion a slip of paper with a number scrawled on it and dialing Malik's phone number.
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Millennium Ring Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:38 pm
Millennium Ring Bakura leaned over Ryou, his face an inch or two from the unconscious boy's. He prodded him carefully, blinking innocently when Ryou didn't even stirr. Lifting two fingers, he felt Ryou's pulse on his neck and frowned at it. Not wanting to help the boy himself, Bakura hovered over Ryou and pondered what to do before coming to a bitter conclusion. Sulking over to the phone, he fished around in his pockets before producion a slip of paper with a number scrawled on it and dialing Malik's phone number. Malik had just finished tending to Kira's bleeding when the phone rang, "Oy, what now?" he asked before picking up the phone, " 'ello?" he asked, sighing.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:43 pm
"Malik? Oh..." There was a slight pause. "Huh... I think I hurt Ryou too much." Bakura said, almost childlike. He didn't want to be asking for help, but he really didn't want for Ryou to die. Ryou didn't die unless Bakura said that he could die. "There's something wrong with his pulse. It's not normal." Bakura said doubtfully, not finding words for it. He wasn't very smart in this area of things, except for how to avoid major organs so he wouldn't kill Ryou and how to cut angled so that it would look worse than it was.
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Millennium Ring Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:45 pm
Millennium Ring "Malik? Oh..." There was a slight pause. "Huh... I think I hurt Ryou too much." Bakura said, almost childlike. He didn't want to be asking for help, but he really didn't want for Ryou to die. Ryou didn't die unless Bakura said that he could die. "There's something wrong with his pulse. It's not normal." Bakura said doubtfully, not finding words for it. He wasn't very smart in this area of things, except for how to avoid major organs so he wouldn't kill Ryou and how to cut angled so that it would look worse than it was. Malik rolled his eyes, "y'know, if Ryou weren't my friend, I would hang up right now-- but I'll be there in a minute." Malik told him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:53 pm
"Girl may be in the hallway. I'm not sure. I put her there so I wouldn't trip over her, but if she's there you might." Bakura said in his calmest voice, then quickly hung up. He went back over to Ryou, prodded him again to see if he'd wake up, then dashed down the hall and to the bedroom when he wouldn't.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 4:31 pm
The stairs were long, but bareable to walk. Mokuba was so indecicive sometimes, but there was nothing really to blame. He figured that even sitting in silence would have pleased his brother at this moment. Thats what happened when you barely spent time with someone. And not to mention, the small silence they had at the moment was rather soothing. Hearing the small yawn escape out of his brother caused him to look over. It had been later then he had assumed, almost time for Mokuba to head off to bed. Though he would not be, he had to work the night and get as much done as possible.
Once they reached the bottom, Seto walked into the living room which led to the kitchen. He was not sure if Mokuba was following him at the moment, but it didn't matter. It was going to be at least an hour before they would eat, Mokuba should sit down. He decided that teriyaki shrimp, steamed rice and sushi sounded good. And if all went well, he may get out the green tea ice cream. That seemed like an easy enough meal to prepare. Turning on the kitchen lights, reflections gleaming from the clean floors and counter tops. The reflections alone lite the room, giving it a crisp glare. Opening the cherrywood cuboards filled with pots, pans and skilets. Taking out the needed items, he closed the cabinets. Taking food out of the pantry and the crome refridgerator.
"It will take about an hour..you think you can make it that long?" he asked, noticing the rythem of yawns his brother made.
Soon enough he had numerous things cooking at once on thier rather large stove. Flames exploded in a fnacy show as it cooked the shrimp. Sause sizzling, bubbles bursting all over the skillet pan. Rice boiled in steaming water, the glass lid fogging over as the steam begged to be released. As he kept his eye watchfully from time to time, Seto cut cold fresh fish in tiny chunks. The knife cutting swiftfully on the board, clunk after clunk. Seaweed were lined in fancy even rows ready for the rice. Adding spices to the now pink shrimp to add an extra kick to the flavor. Of course he made nothing highly spicy or salty that Mokuba could not handle.
"So, what presents did you get for Yugi and his friends?" he asked as he cooked.
Though he did not care much, it was something to strike a conversation. He was sure that Mokuba was proud of his judgement in the gifts he bought. Also it may be one of the only things to keep his brother awake for their dinner.
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