Bakura Ryou [獏良了] (
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And in some cases, cage squishes donkey.
WHO: Bakura, Toph, Kolira and Iron Fist
WHERE: Somewhere in the city where shit's going down.
WHEN: Early Wednesday morning.
SUMMARY: Bakura and Toph are doing rounds when it starts becoming clear that Bakura is in no shape to be out and about in this sort of chaos.
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Bakura had a near death grip on his dice as he and Toph walked through the wreckage of one of Joker's many explosions, looking for survivors.
It was fine. He could do this. He was fine. It was all...
He froze, mid step when a light, alto voice gave a soft, but demented giggle from behind him. "Found you...."
He turned, breath catching in his throat as his eyes widened. No.. it-- it couldn't...
The woman had the sickening grin of the Joker virus, a bloodied knife in her hand, splattered with a red that stained her dress that was a familiar--
No. No it couldn't be...
He shook his head, trying to clear it, fingers tightening even more around his dice.
Pale hair half hidden in a scarf that was half wrapped around her head to keep out the cold that looked--
No! It wasn't-- it wasn't--
I found you, my Ryou---
He stood, frozen utterly in place as the woman lurched forward, knife raised as she laughed again.
WHERE: Somewhere in the city where shit's going down.
WHEN: Early Wednesday morning.
SUMMARY: Bakura and Toph are doing rounds when it starts becoming clear that Bakura is in no shape to be out and about in this sort of chaos.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whatever after.
Bakura had a near death grip on his dice as he and Toph walked through the wreckage of one of Joker's many explosions, looking for survivors.
It was fine. He could do this. He was fine. It was all...
He froze, mid step when a light, alto voice gave a soft, but demented giggle from behind him. "Found you...."
He turned, breath catching in his throat as his eyes widened. No.. it-- it couldn't...
The woman had the sickening grin of the Joker virus, a bloodied knife in her hand, splattered with a red that stained her dress that was a familiar--
No. No it couldn't be...
He shook his head, trying to clear it, fingers tightening even more around his dice.
Pale hair half hidden in a scarf that was half wrapped around her head to keep out the cold that looked--
No! It wasn't-- it wasn't--
I found you, my Ryou---
He stood, frozen utterly in place as the woman lurched forward, knife raised as she laughed again.
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"Bakura!"
She didn't have time to think - merely to act. Her hand snapped forward hard, the force of the movement flinging the pavement under the woman up and back quite a bit harder than she would've done otherwise. Anything to get the attacker away from her friend. It was... it was almost like fighting the Dai Li in the palace at Ba Sing Se, but more violent. There, they hadn't been fighting to kill. Since then, she'd realized the need for it sometimes.
The poor woman made a mess on the wall of a nearby building, but Toph didn't care. She ran to Bakura and grabbed his shoulders.
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"S-sorry," he apologized, putting a hand to his forehead a moment, taking a deep breath as best he could through the gas mask.
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She shook his shoulders a little, careful of his bum arm, and frowned in concern. Not that he'd be able to see her expression through the gas mask, but she was worried about him, dangit.
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What ever it had been was gone now. He wasn't going to think about it. He wasn't--
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"You don't sound good and we've been at this for too long. Let's go back to the base where you can rest."
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"C'mon, Bakura. We're going home."
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"We're going home, Bakura. That's final."
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"Hey! What are you three doing?"
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This was almost as bad as the zombies, really, and she had to wear this stupid mask. Hmph.
Once sure there was nobody else coming, she sighed.
"Trying to go home, what of it?"
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"I'm Danny Rand. A friend." He would have smiled at the elf-thing-person-he-wasn't-quite-sure, if not for the gas mask covering his face. He turned to Bakura.
"Still working yourself to the bone, huh?"
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To Danny, she nodded.
"I'm Toph, this is Koltira. You seem to know Bakura already, yeah?"
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His eyes darted over to where
his motherthat woman had been, his left hand trembling just a little at Koltira's grip on his wrist. "Just a little more. Then I'll rest and recharge."no subject
Danny rested what he hoped would be a comforting hand on Bakura's shoulder. "No. You'll rest now. I'll take care of the healing while you're gone." He paused, patting the boy's arm. "Just think of it as shifts, alright? We'll switch places once you're done resting."
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She crossed her arms over her chest, the tone brooking no argument.
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A crash sounded in the distance, closely followed by a mad cackle. Danny swore under his breath, his head snapping in the direction of the sounds. He turned back to the trio.
"Look. I have to go." He said, already jogging off. He turned around, points to Koltira and Toph. "You two make sure he gets some rest!"
And then he's off.
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