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Ryou Bakura ([personal profile] softspokenlandlord) wrote2020-11-18 01:10 am
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softspokenlandlord: (travelbat3)

[personal profile] softspokenlandlord 2022-01-30 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Mmnh.

[It's as much an acknowledgement as a noise of uncertainty. They have to do this...they have to see but he doesn't want to see.]

...I'll go with you. I want to.

[Just because he doesn't want to see the end to this week's troubles doesn't mean he'll let Atem go alone. And as Atem had said, he could just close his eyes if it gets too hard.]
knifemonopoly: (the blonde waitresses take their trays)

[personal profile] knifemonopoly 2022-01-31 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
...okay.

[Slowly and with care -- with an almost supernatural smoothness of motion -- Atem moves them off the bed, and gets to his feet. He holds Ryou to his chest one-handed, and takes careful, deliberate steps through the apartment.

There's a sliver of one window visible through a gap in the curtains.

There's blood splatter on it.

Step by step, Atem crosses to the back door, which Tybolt is sniffing and pawing at.]

Ah-ah. Go to bed!

[Tybolt makes an argumentative, plaintive squeak.]

Go to bed.

[Tybolt, unhappily, follows the command and trots to one of his hides.]
softspokenlandlord: (travelbat8)

[personal profile] softspokenlandlord 2022-02-01 10:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Ohh, the smell is very strong out here. Ryou really doesn't care for it at all. It smells like dead blood, dead before it had happened. So clearly, since he didn't want to focus on it, and how very close to their own blood it was, he instead focuses on how quickly Tybolt listens to Atem.]

...He's quite an obedient lion. Y-you've done well with him.
knifemonopoly: (holding him for ransom)

[personal profile] knifemonopoly 2022-02-01 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't want him...

...I don't want him to get into whatever is out there.

[Eating it, rolling in it, tracking it into the house...Tybolt isn't permitted to do that.

Speaking of...

I really can't put it off anymore, can I?

Atem reaches for the doorknob, and turns it.]

It might help, to hold your breath--

[And with that advice, Atem pulls the door open, on...

On gore.

Not just Ankhsunatem, everything she was reduced to purplish-red chunky paste across the stoop and door and window. There's patches in other places that Atem can see from up here: disgusting red starbursts stretching across a sidewalk, patches of smeared, sinking viscera on buildings' walls.]

...ugh.

[The others are mostly a brighter red, though. The blood on their doorstep...it's dead, deoxygenated.

This is a vampire's remains. And, it lines up with Atem's memories -- this is where she last was. The pieces fit, it all adds up...]

So, that's how it ended, this time.
softspokenlandlord: (travelbat3)

[personal profile] softspokenlandlord 2022-02-02 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ryou nods quietly, holding his breath. It helps, not needing to breathe. Or...it might if he didn't immediately gasp upon seeing the remains of Ankhsunatem smeared across the entire area.

And now he can smell it too, but not just her, everyone else too. Every single doppelganger who had exploded within the nearby area. Ryou...really hates it. He buries his face into Atem's chest, his thumbs clinging harder to Atem's shirt.]

It's...it's awful.

[His words are faint, because the scent of it all is deeply overstimulating, and even when he stops breathing again, it's already in his sinuses, in his brain, and he can't help but be equal parts disgusting, and disgustingly interested.

No. No. Nope. He refuses.]
knifemonopoly: (they're walking like an egyptian)

[personal profile] knifemonopoly 2022-02-02 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[The No. Nope. is mutual.

Atem reaches a decision, and takes a step back.

He shuts the door in front of them.

Maybe it'll be cleaned up in a few days. Maybe they'll have to do it themselves. But he doesn't want to take it on right now.]

Back to bed?
softspokenlandlord: (travelbat6)

[personal profile] softspokenlandlord 2022-02-04 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Ryou doesn't immediately open his mouth to answer. Instead, he lets out a stressed chittering noise, because he can't help himself. It's embarrassing, but eventually he gives a less bat-like nod.]

Yes. Bed.
knifemonopoly: (all the school kids so sick of books)

Oh my god the LITTLE FACE IN THAT ICON

[personal profile] knifemonopoly 2022-02-04 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[And that's exactly where they'll go. They are going to crawl right back into their cave, and wait for the super to clean that up, and Atem will hold his boyfriend as a bat as long as he chooses to be a bat, and hold him in his normal form as long as Ryou likes that, too.

There's nothing to be done now but rest, and try to fix what's broken.]
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