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[morecowbell]

Characters: Nanami & Yami Bakura
Location: Nanami and Clair's Condo
Rating: PG
Time: May 17th 4PM
Description: Bakura's got some 'splainin' to do.



Nanami was sitting on the couch turning the pages of detective novel when she heard the knocking at door. "It's already four?" She thought to herself glancing over at the clock. The blond hadn't intended to spend the entire afternoon reading but somehow it had happened again. After marking her page, she set the book on the coffee table and made her way to the front door checking through the peep-hole first. One could never be too careful these days especially after the riots and then there was that creep, Zagi.

Even though she could clearly see Bakura she still paused before finally opening the door for him. "Hello, please come in."

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[feelsgoodinyou]

"What form?" He looked up at her, looking just a tad bit surprised. "The Ring, of course." He inclined his head a bit to the side, sounding the same way of puzzled that one would react in if one were asked what color the sky were. The Ring had been his alternate body for so long now that it seemed only natural that his soul would have kept being tied to it.

After maybe half a minute, he grinned as he straightened up a bit and lightly shrugged his shoulders. "Or maybe a blade like the ones I used to own or something like that hourglass that I used during the latest game. Being a die like that asshole would've also been an option, although I wholeheartedly doubt that my effects would have been anywhere as nice and passive as that pansies." He chuckled. "But the Ring is still the most likely choice. It's my mobile gravestone, after all."

[morecowbell]

"The Ring?" That was certainly a quick reply, Nanami had expected him to mull it over even if it was just a minute or so. Wasn't that some sort of horror movie...? "What... what kind of abilities would you have as a ring? Or an hourglass or a die for that matter?" Nanami was not familiar with the ring or the children's card game game items he was talking about.

[feelsgoodinyou]

"The Ring is one of the Millennium Items. It finds, opens and locks paths." As well as it did a couple of other useful things that Bakura wasn't going to mention around her. "The hourglass was a tool used to change the flow of time in the game. As for the die" He held up a finger and wagged it. "the roll of the die decides the fate of those who play."

[morecowbell]

"Oooh," she made a impressed sound. She was actually surprised to find that he seemed to be describing mostly assisting abilities she had felt he'd have been something a little more vicious with the aura he gave off when they were resonating. He seemed fairly confident so she truly believed he would have become one of he items he had listed. "So you like games then?"

[feelsgoodinyou]

"Like? I guess you could say I do." He seemed amused at the idea.

"The truth is that I don't really know how I feel about them. I mean, I play a lot" he gave her a little shrug to show that it wasn't the way it sounded, "but pretty much all those games where Dark Games. Things that decide whether somebody lives or dies."

[morecowbell]

He didn't really hit her as the type to do something he didn't want to do for very long. "Everything with you is always so drastic, you sure don't do anything half way do you?"

[feelsgoodinyou]

He chuckles at her question. "I'm from a place and time where doing things half way was a sure way to get yourself killed."

He waved his hand through the air, as if to show that the whole thing wasn't that big in his opinion. "The Dark Magic the Items use works best when applied in a Dark Game. Some of them can even only be won that way, in a contest that pits the soul of one person against another."

[morecowbell]

She gave him a look that said 'there, you're doing it again with all the dire stuff' besides that game didn't sound fun at all. "Have you thought about taking a vacation?"

[feelsgoodinyou]

Somehow Bakura managed to give her an amazingly dry look without moving a muscle in his face.

"Before or after I was killed and had my soul bound to the Ring?"

[morecowbell]

"Stop that. I mean recently."

[feelsgoodinyou]

"I haven't."

The idea had never crossed his mind and seemed pretty silly even now.

[morecowbell]

"Clearly you need a good pampering." Taking care of oneself was not silly at all. "I'll even let you use my hot tub." Gosh she was so nice!

[feelsgoodinyou]

He tsk-ed at her suggestion, his expression turning dark. "I'll have all the time for that later. Unless you are trying to kill me."

[morecowbell]

Nanami was confused and wondered if he even knew what that word meant. "I fail to see how you could die from a deep tissue massage and some aromatherapy followed by a soak in a hot tub."

[feelsgoodinyou]

"Evil spirits," he felt a bit silly having to explain, "are bound to this world by their grude. It's the focus on a goal that works as an anchor."

[morecowbell]

She stared at him for a minute. "I don't know, you sure seem pretty human here. Besides, one afternoon of luxury shouldn't make you forget your grudge, right?"

[feelsgoodinyou]

"It shouldn't, but I'm not taking any risks." He shook his head. "I don't mean that I'm against having a good time. I just can't switch off from what really drives me."

[morecowbell]

"Suit yourself," she shrugged finishing the last drop of her wine, "the invitation still stands should you change your mind." It was nearly time for her to be heading out. "Oh, before I forget," she pulled a manila envelope from under the vase on the table and slid it in his direction. "For the princess application for your event."

[feelsgoodinyou]

He raised an eyebrow as he took the envelope and quickly peered inside. Looking back up, he smirked. "I'll keep it in mind." He had half the mind to tease he about trying to bribe him.

[morecowbell]

Nanami would have been confused if he had brought that up; if she had been bribing him she would have been far more obvious about it. She was quite convinced she'd be chosen because even if she had nothing else, she at least had her good looks and refinement so bribing was not necessary. Unbeknownst to her, it was a creepy alien frog making the decision who might have a different idea of beauty.

"Thank you for dinner and the wine."

[feelsgoodinyou]

"You're welcome." Setting his finished plate aside, Bakura stood up. "I will leave you to your preparations for work, then."