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Characters: Nanami and Bakura the batd
Location: Venezuela
Rating: PG-13
Time: May 20th, evening
Description: Tree-houses are being haunted, Nanami and Yami Bakura move in to ~~enjoy the resorts and spent Shibusen’s money under a thin disguise~~ go ghost hunting.

They had arrived early and taken their sweet time checking out a noble resort that was to be their temporary working central before Bakura and Nanami had eventually made their way to the supposedly haunted tree-houses. It was starting to dawn when they finally arrived after they had followed a dusty and half-forgotten street to its end.

Bakura had organized one of those four-wheeled motorcycles whose names me always forgot and had somehow managed to drive and park it well against all odds (keeping to the tempo limit wasn’t something the Spirit of the Sennen Ring considered an option). Climbing down from it, he grabbed his small backpack with equipment before he nodded to his Weapon of the moment.

“That’s it. We’re here.” Despite what they were about to do he seemed rather cheerful.

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Nanami looked a little pale as she stumbled off the ATV after her partner. He really didn't need to go that fast or take such tight turns but it was to be expected, after all, he was kind of a wild one which was one of the reasons she was enjoying their time together on missions. It was a nice change of pace and she rarely thought of home but generally because she was just trying to survive the mission. He was pretty lucky she hadn't broken any of his ribs while hanging on for dear life.

"Can I drive on the way back?" Her voice came out a little shakier than expected. Of course Nanami had never driven anything except a bicycle, so it might not be much better in all honestly.