Bakura [001]
Who: Bakura
Where: Espoir
Style: third
Status: Open
Bakura looked around himself in confusion. This was differently NOT Egypt, nor was it the tomb he had been battle Mahaado in. Memory rushed back to him and he searched for the Sennen Ring he had won. Satisfied that it was still around his neck, he examined his surroundings more carefully. He was in a village, an abandoned one by the looks of it. Repressing a shudder, he examines the buildings. They were old and falling apart. Weeds sprouted from buildings, walls and the pathway. This village hadn't been occupied for ages, he decided.
Starting down the path Bakura notices strange shapes in the distance. Huge shadows that towered high above everything else. Letting out a whistle of appreciation at the height of these odd shapes he begins to walk towards them. Eyes focused up, instead of watching what was in front of him.
Where: Espoir
Style: third
Status: Open
Bakura looked around himself in confusion. This was differently NOT Egypt, nor was it the tomb he had been battle Mahaado in. Memory rushed back to him and he searched for the Sennen Ring he had won. Satisfied that it was still around his neck, he examined his surroundings more carefully. He was in a village, an abandoned one by the looks of it. Repressing a shudder, he examines the buildings. They were old and falling apart. Weeds sprouted from buildings, walls and the pathway. This village hadn't been occupied for ages, he decided.
Starting down the path Bakura notices strange shapes in the distance. Huge shadows that towered high above everything else. Letting out a whistle of appreciation at the height of these odd shapes he begins to walk towards them. Eyes focused up, instead of watching what was in front of him.