[He watches the dream in grim silence, a scowl on his face, his brow furrowed. He gives a snarl of hate as Angel flashes across the screen, but settles back into his usual aggravation and mild anger soon afterwards. That's pretty much exactly as he remembered it happening, all right.]
[Those words are almost... Encouraging. Coming from Heat anyway. Although Serph is quite aware how his second in command feels regarding his position, it's still a bit surprising to hear him actually say those words. The emotion sparks in Serph's eyes, if only for a brief moment.]
Oh. [a thoughtful pause] your tribe? and that woman, sera? are you from the same tribe as that pink haired girl. she also dreamed of sera. [does not realize just how many pink haired girls there are in somarium.]
[Thankfully for Bakura, Serph is only intimately familiar with one pink-haired female and quickly comprehends that she would've been the last one to dream of Sera prior to Heat... Unless Bakura is calling Heat a pink-haired girl. That thought provides him a momentary sense of amusement as he envisions Heat in Argilla's uniform. A silly thought -- that is what it is called.]
The pink-haired woman... Yes. She is of my Tribe. Sera is not of the Embryon but we will protect her as fiercely as one of our own.
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I've finally begun to understand what dreams do, but what exactly is their purpose, Serph?
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... How the hell did you make it out, Serph?
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Whatever. It doesn't matter. You're here now, that's what counts.
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What is the last thing you recall before arriving here?
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...was that real? I mean, was it a memory?
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Yes... That was what happened before my Tribe arrived.
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The pink-haired woman... Yes. She is of my Tribe. Sera is not of the Embryon but we will protect her as fiercely as one of our own.
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