Closed (Backdated to August 3)

[morecowbell]

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.