And when you're down you've got something up your sleeve...
Who: Atem, Bakura
When: After this friendly little exchange
Where: Bakura's dorm, Room 108
What: Despite being sick, the two Egyptians can't seem to resist the urge to get into an arguement...
Rating: PG or up, depending on how violent they're well enough to get.
Bakura sat by his dorm room window, scowling at nothing in particular between frequent coughs and a few sneezes. This was humiliating. Completely and utterly humiliating. How had he, of all people, managed to get sick?! By the gods this was the worst possible thing that could happen to him... Besides the whole scenario of being unwillingly transported onto an island containing not only his mortal enemy but several other bothersome people, of course.
Another cough.
"Tch. This is such a boring waste of my time... The stupid pharaoh had better hurry up..." He grumbled irately as he limply rested his chin in one hand.
When: After this friendly little exchange
Where: Bakura's dorm, Room 108
What: Despite being sick, the two Egyptians can't seem to resist the urge to get into an arguement...
Rating: PG or up, depending on how violent they're well enough to get.
Bakura sat by his dorm room window, scowling at nothing in particular between frequent coughs and a few sneezes. This was humiliating. Completely and utterly humiliating. How had he, of all people, managed to get sick?! By the gods this was the worst possible thing that could happen to him... Besides the whole scenario of being unwillingly transported onto an island containing not only his mortal enemy but several other bothersome people, of course.
Another cough.
"Tch. This is such a boring waste of my time... The stupid pharaoh had better hurry up..." He grumbled irately as he limply rested his chin in one hand.