EVENT: The Great BREW Malfunction Pt II [OPEN]

[soul_mods]

Characters: Everyone and anyone
Location: Anywhere in Death City!
Rating: PG-13
Time: July 16 to July 18th
Description: And then it gets worse.



By now, no one is popping in and out of existence, but that's hardly any consolation when odd things keep happening.

At first it's not that bad. An innocuous item or two shows up. Something harmless wanders around that you're sure has never been in Death City before.

By the second day, bigger and more dangerous things start showing up and by the third...

Well.

As long as you don't mind the giant pieces of debris or creatures blocking the road or the sky, it's not that bad, right?

((OOC: List of canon items and creatures arriving can be found here. Remember, the list only tells you where they initially show up. They'll probably move on soon enough to a new location.

Remember to put Character | Location | OPEN/CLOSED in your subject!))


Open Threads
Sephiroth and Cloud
Amaterasu
Keroro
Edgeworth
Trucy
Aqua
Hyoubu
Eve
Hiro
Morgan
Clopin
L
Alucard
Light
Neji
Lily
Psii
Raidou
Takuto

Comments

[dead_black_eyes]

[He's impatient, but he holds back for his friend's sake, waiting for him to recover.]

I found our handcuffs, and he found his father's police badge. It was an emotional day for him.

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura blinked, going to turn to look behind him before realizing there wasn't far just his neck could go before his back started trying to move too. Bad idea.

"Your handcuffs...?" he repeated, eyebrows rising.

[dead_black_eyes]

[He rolls his eyes, and though they're whited out, it's not too hard to miss the expression of impatience and annoyance.]

Yes. Come on, didn't you ever wonder why a pair of handcuffs was my Weapon form?

[shiromadoushi]

Not really... they just fit you. Didn't think there was a specific pair that were significant...

[dead_black_eyes]

Light and I were cuffed together for months. Because I suspected him. There was never more than a distance of six feet between us at any time.

[shiromadoushi]

[[This time Bakura did turn, only to wince and slowly turn forward again]]

And you didn't kill each other...?

[dead_black_eyes]

It would have been fairly incriminating if he'd tried anything of the sort. And I wasn't about to murder my prime suspect before he proved his guilt.

[He pauses.]

Not that we didn't come close, a few times.

[shiromadoushi]

I'm not sure if it says more about your stubbornness or patience that those things kept you both from it...

[dead_black_eyes]

There's no need to sound so amazed. We're both stubborn, and we're both more patient than we're given credit for. Besides... you know as well as I do that I see little point in living without him. That's what things are like, after you've met your match.

[shiromadoushi]

[[a soft sigh]] Un... that much I can see, at least... You'd be lost without him to push against....

It's sort of like a twisted version of a soul mate, in a way...

[[he trailed off with an unhappy note, thinking of his own situation.]]

[dead_black_eyes]

[L snorts, darkly amused.]

How disgusting. Misa Amane loved talking about soulmates and it took everything not to gag every time her mouth opened.

He just always knows what I'm talking about. And that's worth giving up a lot of things for.

[shiromadoushi]

... about her and Light...? [[It was an easy guess, that]]

...Just don't give up too much, okay?

[dead_black_eyes]

She thought they were in love, and it made her happy to live in that delusion. I pitied her, rather than resented her. She was annoying, but I had what she wanted: the full attention of his incredible mind.

[His voice gets a lot softer at Bakura's plea.]

Unlikely. I have so little.

[shiromadoushi]

[[There's a soft sigh]] That's why you shouldn't give that up... [[His voice is also soft and quiet as he pushes open the door to the pastry shop, hoping it open until he's sure L has caught it.]]

[dead_black_eyes]

[L catches the door, this time careful to make sure it doesn't swing back and hit Bakura in the back.]

Life is like boarding an airplane. If you travel lightly, there are fewer things to hold you up.

[shiromadoushi]

[[The teen shook his head slightly.]] The less you carry, the more what you have to sacrifice leaves you crippled....

[dead_black_eyes]

I am carrying him, now. And you. I am responsible and accountable for nothing, and no one else...

[He actually smiles.]

It's so intimate. Like being no one at all, and very important, at the very same time.

[shiromadoushi]

[[A smile. A real smile, not one that hides a knife. Bakura can't help but pause and almost admire it and the warm feeling that comes with it.]]

You aren't no one. You're still you. [[There's a soft, warm smile of his own]] Just not the title any longer. Instead of carrying that... you have people you care about you carry instead.

[dead_black_eyes]

[Just because there's no knife doesn't mean that the smile is without sharp edges, the variety that results from a broken mirror.]

Something like that... but it's not such a risk, because I know that I'll be carried if I need to be. That you won't use any weakness I show you against me...

[shiromadoushi]

[[A nod]] Because we're friends...

[dead_black_eyes]

Yes. You and Light are the only ones I've ever had.

~Wavey fast forward lines!~

[shiromadoushi]

[[After a pastry break the pair heads back towards their apartment, only for Bakura to pause once more]]

...A helicopter...?

:D

[dead_black_eyes]

[L blinks, cocking his head.]

I beg your pardon? A...helicopter? Where?

[He doesn't hear anything to suggest as much.]

[shiromadoushi]

On the rooftop over there, [[nods in the direction before pausing and instead pointing]] Can you make it out at all? It's a bit hard to see...

[dead_black_eyes]

[His map leaves no doubt as to the unfortunate location of the craft.]

That's Black Mesa... Matt's building.

[He says so as if this is enough to deter him from wanting to get any closer. But Light's words ring alongside those ever-present bells.

So hate them, then. If they weren't your successors, you plainly wouldn't be tolerating this. So what is it that's making you? How much do you owe them, really? At the end of the day, they're only people, L. People who have designed a future that you have no room in.

His fist clenches at his side, and he strides forward, past Bakura and toward the building.]

If we move fast, we can probably check it out. Let me know if I'm about to run headlong into something.