capeandcowllogs | Under Peruvian Skies...

WHO: Kiryu, Alastair, Saitou, & Bakura. + 1 NPC for all your tourguide needs :D
WHERE: Lima, Peru & nearby-ish touristy attractions most likely
WHEN: May 29-June 11? i guess?
WARNINGS: Well hopefully nothing drastic happens in Peru because I can't see the future but probably nothing.
SUMMARY: PERU TRIP. Visiting the Nazca lines & Cuzco maybe & just chilling. BECAUSE PERU IS THE BEST PLACE FOR THAT CLEARLY.
FORMAT: Imma start with prose, but we can do anything.

Peru. Finally. Kiryu had been thinking about visiting for a while, almost since his trip with Saitou to Japan last year. He'd been tempted to just schedule a flight straight from Tokyo to to Lima, but it was really only a fleeting fancy. He didn't need it enough to go then.

But the thought had remained, especially after his continued encounters with Cavil. He knew the 'Porter could bring people back to life; he'd experienced that little quirk of its abilities twice after all. But it didn't seem right. She wasn't one of his Gods. She especially wasn't Ccapac Apu. And none of them seemed to exist in this world anyway, much as he tried to ignore it.

Ccapac Apu wouldn't have let him think the things he'd been thinking. Even if he'd found a new being to hate, even if he hated that being more than he'd ever hated Yuusei, even if his hatred for the police and government continued to grow...he knew, when it came right down to it, that didn't matter. None of them were Signers. Yuusei was the one he was supposed to destroy, whether he still hated him or not.

And he really wasn't sure if he still hated Yuusei. He knew he did on some level; even just thinking about his old friend got his blood boiling. Yuusei had betrayed him. Yuusei had handed him over to Security and let his suffer. But Kiryu hadn't forgotten how he'd felt while his anger was gone. He certainly hadn't forgotten some of the thoughts he'd had about Yuusei over the last year--that maybe he was the one who was wrong, that maybe they could just forget everything and work together again. Same with Jack and Crow. Especially with Crow here now...

And if he was going to be really honest with himself, he'd only waited this long to plan this trip because of Yuusei. He wanted Yuusei here and he wanted to be around when Yuusei arrived. A part of him even wanted Yuusei to go to Peru with him. That damn Crimson Dragon had come from there too, after all.

But he wasn't going to wait anymore. He needed this trip. He needed to find his God, if He was there at all. He needed to decide...

He needed to decide whether he should keep believing in Him or not. If He wasn't in this world...

If He wasn't here to see how Kiryu wasn't failing him...

[ooc: So, I'm thinking different threads for different days/activities. You can start your own too, if you'd like. We're pretty much just being touristy with emphasis on older-than-Inca ruins. :D]

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Alastair bit back a sardonic laugh. "What makes you think I have? All right, fine, maybe I don't hate him...he's an asshole and the stupid bastard deleted my bookmarks in our last hacking war, but..."

He sighed, reaching back into his memory for the exact moment. Two years - no, three, now - hadn't dulled the acute feelings any. "Through the whole duel we kept arguing. He kept telling me I was wrong, in that oh-so-charming blunt way of his, but I didn't listen. It wasn't until...well. He had me cornered. The plane was going down and I was running out of ways to stop him, so I decided just to let it crash. The instant we died, the Seal would take both our souls, which would have fulfilled the plan. Of course, his little brother would have died too, and he kinda took exception to that.

"He essentially asked for the chance to save his brother, and I gave it to him. I ended my turn, he wiped me out in the next one, so the Seal released him and he could go stop the plane from crashing."

Alastair paused for a while, standing there staring at the floor. It had been a long time since he told someone the whole story. "As for the actual hating his guts, though...that sort of died last fall when he told me what Dartz told him. That it wasn't Gozaburo Kaiba who supplied the weapons to the Serbs who killed my family - it was Dartz himself." He lifted his head and blinked at the ceiling. "Kinda not fair to hate a guy for something he was framed for doing by the man I thought was my savior..."

Kiryu closed his eyes, partially out of just not liking the idea of Alastair sacrificing himself like that, but he couldn't stop listening. He'd known they were similar, which was why he'd asked, but hearing it like that...that was hard.

Although he couldn't help but make a face at the rest. There was where the similarity ended. Yuusei was the one responsible for everything; he'd seen it. He couldn't understand why, but there was no mistaking what had happened.

"So...you don't really have to forgive someone. Just...shift the hate...?" Which was what he'd been thinking of doing anyway.

"I guess...yeah." Alastair shrugged a bit. "But from what you told me...it's not like Yuusei was framed for something he didn't do. I don't see why you have to forgive him. I mean, unless he goes and does something nice like, I don't know, try to atone for it. If that's possible." He made a face, more at the situation than anything else. "I don't know what you want from him. An explanation, an apology, just to get out of your face and stop reminding you of shit..."

"He could." Kiryu stared at his hand for a moment, then clenched it into a fist. "I wanted him dead to atone for it. I wanted him to suffer like I did. But...I miss him..."

He shook his head and leaned back against the window-sill, staring up at the gray sky. "I want him around. I'm glad he's here. Sort of. An explanation. I guess that's what I want."

Alastair edged closer, so he could lean against Kiryu - or be the shoulder against which he could lean in turn. "Okay, then. That's a start. So you can still get everything you want done here, while you've got your chance, and he'll be there to pester when we get back. Right?"

Kiryu took advantage of that and leaned against him; he really did like being this close to someone he trusted, especially when it was Alastair. "He'd better be..."

He sighed and tugged at his hair again. "Sorry. I know I'm not the best company right now."

"Nah, it's okay." The closeness was definitely nice. "I figured this time, I didn't want to just leave you be so you could brood or something. I gotta look out for you, you know. And you haven't told me to buzz off, so...hey."

"Heh, I'd never tell you that." He smiled, more than a little glad Alastair had chosen to wander in. "I like having someone to talk to. It's easier to sort things out that way."

"Well. Glad I could be of some help, then," Alastair said flippantly, trying to lighten the mood back up. "It's better than sitting here making faces at people out the window - as hilarious as that is, sometimes." He nudged Kiryu a little with his elbow. "So you wanna go out and hit the town, tonight? Or just hang around here and plot our adventures or something..."

Kiryu snickered and grinned down at some passerby, sure it was suitably unnerving, being upside-down. And being him.

"Going out sounds fun," Kiryu said, smirking back up at him. "I don't want to be doing historical stuff all the time. It's your vacation too."

"Don't get me wrong," Alastair assured, "I wanna see the Nazca Lines too. And maybe that place...the one that's way high up in the mountains and I can't remember the name of right now. Just to say I did. But I've been poking around the internet while we're in the hotel, and there's some cool-sounding clubs around here. I don't know about the casinos, though - I'm not that much into gambling."

Under Peruvian Skies...

it's beautiful~

lkajdsjsh THEY'RE SO MUCH ALIKE

isn't it amazing? XD

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