Closed (Backdated to August 3)

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Characters: Yami Bakura & Nanami
Location: Lake Okanagan, British Columbia
Rating: PG-13
Time: August 3
Description: Tourists have been flooding to that area as sightings of Ogopogo have been on the rise. However, boats searching the waters have been found empty of all life except the occasional smattering of blood.



She wasn’t sure if she should go today, she wasn’t even sure if he was going to show up but she had already signed them up for the mission. See, Nanami’s last conversation with Bakura had turned rather ugly at the end and she still believed what she said was true; Bakura was an idiot, a dense idiot.

The blond, however, arrived at the transportation mirrors with an overnight bag slung across her chest. She was clearly wearing a swimsuit under her “mission clothing”; the fabric tied in a bow behind her neck was protruding from under her shirt and her hair was tied back into a high ponytail. They were going to a lake and Nanami was 1,080% sure she was going to get dumped in the water at some point so why fight it? That was if the thief bothered to put in an appearance at this point.

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[feelsgoodinyou]

Bakura on the other hand didn't have any reservations or second thoughts as he showed up five minutes late at their agreed upon meeting point. The end of their last conversation had left him rather curious (read: confused as hell) as to where their relationship was currently standing at, and, while he didn't particularly care for any drowning victims, the thief still hated sitting in his room with nothing to do even more.

At least he could vent and pursue a past-time project this way.

Shifting the weight of his big black duffel bag from one shoulder to another he approached Nanami from behind and gave the fabric from her swimsuit poking out of her clothes a tug as a greeting.

"You know, they're paying us to go slaughter a man-eating monster, not to model for their PR campaign." He gave her a one-over. "Or are you aiming for a RPG-armor?" His own clothes were mostly kept in black and functionally casual if you overlooked that he wore them like a king would wear his crown.

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"...!" Her conditioned response was to make sure her top stayed on in case the tug managed to untie the bow, not that it was a big deal at this point since she was wearing a shirt over it and her bag strap would mostly hold it up. She ran her hand over the bow that was still in tact.

"You're late. It's a lake, getting wet is inevitable. I'm just coming prepared this time and I don't know what RPG armor is. Let's go," her reply was concise and she was able to naturally avoid making eye contact with him so far, clearly she was still annoyed with him.

[feelsgoodinyou]

He rolled his eyes at her as he shrugged his shoulders. "A RPG armor for females means that the less fabric you have on your body, the better you'll be protected which is of course utter nonsense. If you're that scared of getting wet and dirty a diving suit would have been better."

Re-shouldering his bag, he nodded at the mirror portal that has already been opened. "Well, at least you're thinking ahead. That's better than going completely unprepared."

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Nanami glanced at him questioningly when he explained RPG armor, it must be a game thing. "I'm not scared of getting wet or dirty, I just know it's going to happen so I've stopped fighting my fate and have come to accept it. And I don't have a wet suit," she added, "they're not very flattering."

She flipped her ponytail over her shoulder and stepped through the mirror and out the other side giving Bakura room to follow her through. She could see the lake from where the mirror dropped her off and she sighed, this thing looked huge.

[feelsgoodinyou]

"Cheh." His derisive noise sounded amused as he smirked in her direction without bothering to disagree. She was right anyway, so why bother?

Following her through the mirror Bakura spent a few heartbeats to do the following things: a) make sure that it really was still Nanami he was going to go on a mission with (fuck Atem, there definitely hadn't been any shard of hope, definitely not! because he's really happy that that asshole's back and dead again!), b) shield his eyes against the sun and take a good look around and c) walk up to her so that he could brush past her with their shoulders touching, just because. "Real armor rarely looks good. It's too busy trying to protect your important parts. Now come, we need to steal a boat."

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...she briefly wondered why he had to pass by so close as to touch her when there was ALL THIS ROOM around them to move. "I'm a weapon this time, I don't normally have to worry about that... and you mean borrow a boat, borrow." She did not emphasis that they had to ask or anything but semantics counted sometimes.

She moved to follow him trailing behind only about a half a step. She tested her partial transformation to be sure she was still a weapon. "I didn't ask before but um... how'd it go last time when we were supposed to do this together?"

[feelsgoodinyou]

"No, stealing. I'm not wasting time trying to find and convince some owners." He corrected her as she followed him just to watch her try out her Weapon form silently as he kept heading right for the shore of the sea.

At the memory of his unfortunate adventure his face closed completely off, turning into an emotionless mask. "I ended up with the Pharaoh and we had to fight our way back out. Same as on your end, I'd assume." Stones crunched under his feet as he kept moving, staring ahead.

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"Borrow," she argued, "we'll put it back when we're done and they won't even notice it went missing."

Nanami glanced away, actually she and Takuto had totally dominated with their combination but she kept that fact to herself for now, "I should have been a Meister," she mumbled to herself. She shifted her bag and carefully stepped down a steeper area so as to not trip.

[feelsgoodinyou]

Bakura snorted, hiding whether it was in reply to her muttered remark or to her claim that there'd be anything of the vessel left once they were done with it and their mission.

Following the line of the beach some ships were easily found and Bakura set right away to doing all the things necessary to 'borrow' the most stable looking one of them. Once the small ship was ready he stopped only for a moment to comment "He drew and used my Soul Monster" before he climbed on board.

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It was the thought that counted... and she had found out that she was an awesome Meister. It was annoying that Bakura would probably never take her word for it and it was no longer and option for her to actually show him.

Nanami was not a good judge of boats and she watched Bakura inspect the available options. If she had been anyone one else, she might have taken that statement a little differently, but this is Nanami we're talking about. "Ohh? That must have been a unique experience," She was using a slightly teasing tone while carefully climbing on board herself. She simply meant the experience of being used as a Weapon; it was one thing to be someone with a talking weapon, it was a whole different ball park being the talking weapon.

[feelsgoodinyou]

Bakura froze for a moment at the flippant answer before his lips pressed into a thin, angry line. Did that buffoon really have no clue what what he had disclosed to her really meant? How much shame and how intimate such a thing had been, to have a believed to be long-lost part of his very soul unearthed and having it successfully used and wielded by another? By his worst enemy??

For a moment he just wanted to push her in the water and hold her head under till she stopped struggling and there was no way to keep his murderous aura from leaking has he moved to steer the ship out onto the lake with jerky movements.

"It was the most disgusting thing I ever had to bear."

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Don't worry, Nanami was not so happy to save him the trouble when he jerked and she had been overcompensating for the movement of the boat. She stumbled a couple of times trying to catch her balance between jerks but eventually was unable to turn her foot fast enough when she hit the edge and the girl tumbled overboard fully clothed. She had managed to drop her overnight bag on the vessel at least.

[feelsgoodinyou]

"..." For a speechless moment Bakura just stared after her, wondering if he had seen right and somebody could really be that clumsy. Watching her thread water as the ship slowly distanced, he couldn't help himself.

Guffawing with laughter, Bakura put the motor output at a minimum as he called after her. "Oi! Having fun there?"

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For a moment Bakura simply received an unhappy glare from the blond in the water. She had half a mind to swim back to the dock, take a different boat in a different direction and eliminate all the monsters herself. She breathed deeply, letting out a sigh before wiping water from her brow and using the breaststroke to make her way toward the boat. "Cut the engine," she was not about to try and board a boat from the water that was moving any faster than the waves naturally carried it.

[feelsgoodinyou]

He considered not doing that and just driving in circles around her until she finally managed to fight her way on board (or drowned), but then decided against it. With a demonstrative sigh the engine was stopped and the evil spirit stepped to the side to watch her paddle close.

"Need a rope or a lifebelt?" Not that he thought they had any of the latter.

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She clung to the side attempting to clamber up on on her own accord but the side was just high enough to make it incredibly difficult to do from the water.

"Rope..." she finally admitted.