[...This guy is bad news. And you know something's up when an emotionless assassin gets that kind of feeling from a stranger, right? Just say the word, mun, and he'll try to kill him.
[But since there's no such order, and he's not being threatened, he stays his hand.]
[Wait, is that - and here he's going to be grateful that he's had plenty of practice at going unnoticed. What is it with the amount of unstable people showing up all of the sudden? And where is Yugi when you need him?]
[Just act calm, it's always worse when they know you're afraid. Does he think he's the thief? He doubts he can act like the spirit of the ring as well as he can act like Ryou, but maybe he can brazen it out if he keeps his head. Even though he doesn't remember much of anything about that night, he knows enough from what his friends have told him.]
I see the shadows don't hold much of a candle to the light. [Not his wittiest remark, but at least he kept his voice steady and played along.]
[See mun, even this guy is willing to challenge him! He normally doesn't have a will of his own, but he just... his fingers itch, mun! Not that he shows it even the slightest bit.]
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Yeah, I keep getting told that by the council, yet I've saved their butts more times than I can count.
Guess you've still got to parade around like some snob even if you're half-blooded.
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[His arm goes behind his back. Tensing, like he's grabbed onto something.]
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[Silly Mark, don't you know you can't tame a dragon? That is unless your name happens to be Hiccup, but that's a different barrel of eels.]
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He finally pulls a golden hand-sized staff from behind his back, flipping it between his fingers. His voice is sing-songy.]
My methods are very effective.
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...Er How about we go through the method that doesn't involve anything including that.
[She's got a baaaaaaaad feeling about this.]
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[He puts his other hand on the base of the staff, wrapping around it as though prepared to dismantle it. He doesn't, though; not yet.]
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[If not for his tone of voice, the smile on his face might suggest he's kidding. Maybe.]
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[Don't risk it. Do *not* risk it. Marik isn't worth getting yourself killed over. When you see an opening - make a run for it.]
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[But since there's no such order, and he's not being threatened, he stays his hand.]
...Time? For what?
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[Except that her casual tone of voice should indicate that she's not intimidated at all.]
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[Duh.]
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[He matches her tone of voice with a touch of arrogance.]
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[He points the Rod at her as if to emphasize the meaning.]
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Time's up.]
I see you've got your ways of rising from the ashes.
[He chuckles quietly -- get it? Ashes? Ra? Right.]
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[He chooses this moment to pull apart the Millennium Rod -- just to check on the dagger inside of it.]
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[She brings her hand to the sword sheath at her side. Just in case, because one never knows.]
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...
[Why not?]
...Be grateful that my mun has told me to stay my hand.
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I see the shadows don't hold much of a candle to the light. [Not his wittiest remark, but at least he kept his voice steady and played along.]
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[But he peers a little closer. Something seems off -- but this is Bakura, isn't it?]
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[He shrugs vaguely, rolling a shoulder.]
Don't worry. You're not on my radar just yet.
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[He flashes a smile as he lowers the Rod. Just checking it. Why so defensive?]
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[And Karla has yet to meet anyone who can strike fear in her.]
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[See mun, even this guy is willing to challenge him! He normally doesn't have a will of his own, but he just... his fingers itch, mun! Not that he shows it even the slightest bit.]
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Why is that?