My feelings won't get across, our bonds are torn apart

[fujigglephysics]

Who: Asagami Fujino and Yami Bakura
When: Friday
Where: Hope's End
Summary: Somehow, the want for bloodshed has lost its excitement.
Rating: R, just to be safe
Warnings: Violence, maybe language, and one woobie going too far.

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[denyamenti]

[ Partially due to Shikamaru's instruction to set traps along the perimeter and partly due to his own curiosity and nosiness, Bakura had been methodically scouting around the abandoned buildings in the town. Truthfully, it felt a bit nostalgic carrying around a sack full of scrounged things to call loot and the solid week of dry dusty air and unrelenting sunlight was just about as perfect as he could've wanted. Consequently, he should have been in a pretty good mood -- and he was, for the most part.

But then there was the influx of new arrivals, Val's comment that she'd brought one or two just for him (which he still didn't know to whom she was referring, and had spent hours staring at the 'berry in case the damned pharaoh had been among the arrivals) and Maka's seemingly inexplicable swandive off the deep end which had resulted in the first real opportunity to assess just how much shadow magic he actually had left without the collar's interference

[fujigglephysics]

[Snapped out of her thoughts, she stops in her tracks. But, the moment she does, it only takes a minute for her mind to register the fact that he's right in front of her.]

Ah- !

[Just the one person she did not have to see today, and yet, fate had a cruel sense of humor to do so.]

[denyamenti]

[ He leans against the doorframe, the canvas bag resting lightly beside his leg and frowns at her surprised reaction. ]

You haven't been around much lately.

[fujigglephysics]

Eh? Oh...yeah.

[She's tempted to take a step back and just leave, but it'd be way too rude of her. Thus, she can only glance to the side slightly.]

Well, the place is big, so it'd make sense for one to not see someone else for a while, right?