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[private to Bakura Ryou] [voice: Japanese]

[sounding irritated and impatient, possibly worried (although that one's not real)]

Where. Are you.

[private to Dark Yuugi] [voice: Japanese]

[also sounding irritated, though not quite as much]

We need to talk. Preferably in person.

[private to Hodge] [voice: English]

You say some interesting things. I have half a mind to want to help you.

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Fine, name the place. I'll meet you there.

There's a park near the MAC. It's open and private enough with people still being around. Good enough for you?

["Absently" reciting the location] The park near the MAC... Yeah, I know that's at. It'll work.

[He sees what you're doing, King. :|]

Good. I'll be there in fifteen minutes.

[Well, just in case he's brutally murdered people don't have to go hacking through things to figure out who did it and where. :P ]

Understood.

want to log it?

Why are you giving me the insane face? Sure, quick or full log? You know full logs take me much longer.

^_^ 'cause I can. quick is fine. I don't care either way.

THEN QUICK LOG IT IS

[Dark Bakura is there in fifteen minutes, as promised, waiting under a tree.]

[It took Dark Yuugi a while to get there, as the bus was longer than he thought it would be. Walking about the park with his hands in his pockets, he was looking for anything that resembled white-haired mop that belonged to Bakura.

He wondered faintly what Bakura had wanted to speak to him privately about, and he frowned. Was it about the City itself?

Soon enough, he saw the other waiting under one of the park's many trees. He didn't bother walking over to Bakura; had the other wanted to talk with him, then he would have to walk to Yuugi, not the other way around.]

[Dark Bakura didn't notice him at first, too busy looking the other way at that moment. The Ring, however, pointed at Dark Yuugi as soon he got close enough. Dark Bakura frowned down at it for a moment before looking over.

Of course, Yuugi was going to make this difficult. He usually did. Bakura pushed away from the tree and walked over. The King looked extremely similar to Yuugi. He wondered vaguely whether he and his host looked that similar to other people.]

Afternoon, King.

Afternoon.

[He nodded to Bakura. That was it for the greetings. Anymore would have been too much.]

What was it you wanted to talk about?

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You've tried my patience enough for it.

[He scowled a little, wondering just how much he could say before he gave away his secret. He quite liked being able to spy on the King. Although he doubted there was much he could do about his Mind Parasite anyway.]

You haven't told anyone who you are. You've done nothing to find your memories. Why?

[That statement caught Dark Yuugi completely off-guard. For a second, he grimaced. He shifted the weight onto his right leg and held his strong posture. Bakura must have looked back on all his past entries and hacked the private ones.

Why? Why did Bakura care so much?]

Those are some strong assumptions you're making, Bakura.

[Well. At least it seemed the King felt /some/ amount of guilt for being so lazy.]

Keh, assumptions. I wasn't just sitting around over the weekend, Yuugi. You haven't done anything, and neither did your "partner." Don't you care about discovering your past?

[His eye twitches. He glares at him, and his stance remains firm. Dark Yuugi wasn't going to show Bakura anymore weakness.]

Why does it even matter to you?

[Dark Bakura is quiet for a moment, and crosses his arms.]

It wouldn't, except that I'm trapped here as long as you are. I want to move on. But the doors to the afterlife won't open without you putting some effort into it.

Tch. You're still a parasite, living off others hard work.

[He sneers at him, before turning on his heels and walking ahead. He couldn't stand being solitary with such a conversation anymore.]

[He sneers right back and follows, catching up with him.]

Believe me, King, if I had my way, I would have been gone ages ago. Unfortunately, it doesn't work like that. You're the key; I can't do anything without you.

There's no door to open here.

[Okay, he's started wondering about that, but he'd rather not believe it.]

How you you know? You don't know where to look for it.

Domino City isn't here and neither is Kaiba Corporation, or anything else that existed back home.

[Looks up at Bakura]

You didn't bother looking, I take it?

[Bakura scowls and flexes his fists a little.]

I see.

No, I haven't had the chance yet...

As for the reason why I telling anyone who I was... isn't any of your business, Bakura.

[Yuugi stops walking, and looks up at the sky. He still had his promises, friends, and goals. While he didn't tell anyone who he was in the past, that didn't make it less true than it was.]

Are we done here?

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[quicklog] No new thread, then? Okay.

[quicklog] nah, I like chaos.

[quicklog] but this way it doesn't get me the activity credit damn you, cal ; n;

[quicklog] I always stick quicklogs in the logs so I can find them easier. >_>

[quicklog] I don't think they check it there, oh well, if this goes over 15 comments... I'm good.

[quicklog] Didn't his conversation with Alastair go over 15?

[quicklog] It was in his own post. I DON'TKNOW activity check confuses me.

[quicklog] /forgot this YOU HAVE FIVE MORE DAYS. If you get really worried, put up the bike log.

[quicklog] TWENTY YEARS LATER, A WILD BIKE LOG APPEARS.

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[quicklog] Jeez Bakura, that sounds dirty.

[quicklog] He's a sweetheart under all that bastard. Really. >_>

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