[OPEN] In the palace of a thousand eyes...

[denyamenti]

Characters: Bakura, Elizabeth, Jack
Date: Through May
Location: Various
Situation: Catch all for May
Warnings/Rating: None yet


A. BAKURA - In Jail

Following Bakura's arrest as a result of his Dust-triggered attack on a kedan, he'd been given a combination of jail time, penalty fines, and proposed 'community service' when the time served was up. He had not accepted the ruling lightly, which had nearly resulted in a much larger conflict than the singular initial assault.

It had been resolved, at least to the point that no one else had ended up injured (although it had been close, when one of the KPD officers had tried to insist that removing all personal effects to be stored included the Ring.)

Most of the time he feigns sleep, though more for not being interested in talking to any of the others in adjacent cells. Sometimes Diabound is present as well, coiled on the cot as a form of distraction.

B. BAKURA - Post Release - STARTER PENDING

To be added later in the month...

C. ELIZABETH - All Sectors

Since she'd joined the Guild of Justice and Arbitration, Elizabeth seemed determined to be an ideal member. That meant that she was going around to various places in the city, introducing herself and asking if there was anything that the GJA could do for people. Some people seemed approving that she'd moved outside the Foreigners Guild, while others were indifferent.

"Are you sure there's nothing you can think of? Every idea is an idea worth hearing, I've always thought."

D. ELIZABETH - Greenhouses

The damage done to the greenhouse crops and more importantly everyone's hard work had stoked an indignant fire in Elizabeth, and when she wasn't on deliveries for the Midnight Hotel, she could be found working to help get things back on track at any of the hydroponics sites. At the moment, she was wrestling with a gunk-covered drainage mechanism, which would need to be fully disassembled and cleaned before it could be used again. The messy work clashes with her usual neatly pressed outfit, and yet she looks like she's barely noticing that she's gotten covered in mud.

"Aha, got it! Now, let's see how this comes apart..."

E. WILDCARD

Hit me with anything that doesn't fit in the above starters!

Comments

[denyamenti]

"If anyone else comes around calling for means to try banishing 'dark spirits'? Of course," he replied deliberately. "That part didn't have anything to do with Dust."

[irongaze]

"'Dark spirits'?" She said, and raised an eyebrow. Eliyen was not superstitious as a rule - her job required too much logic for that - but she knew that many kedan were. The rash of attacks on spirit houses made even her uneasy.

[denyamenti]

He gave her a sly grin, pushing off from the cot to approach the cell bars. "Ah, that's right. You haven't been introduced yet."

One hand came up, fingers curled around the outer edge of the Ring-- Eliyen had no doubt heard about the incident when they'd tried to take it. For a moment, it's as though nothing happens... and then the air is thick with them, drifting and fading, forming a shifting, murky corona in his vicinity.

"Say hello, hapireyet."

[irongaze]

When Bakura touched the Ring, she tensed, preparing for an attack - and one came, of a sort.

The ghosts swarmed around, clearly attached to Bakura in some way. Dark spirits, indeed. Illusion or supernatural event; either way, it was impressive, and more than a little bit unnerving.

Still, no need to be impolite, even if she didn't know what the appellation meant (possibly an insult). "Hello." She was still tense, and her voice shook, just a bit, though she did her best to maintain her composure in the face of...this.

Congratulations, Bakura. You've managed to rattle the unrattleable.

[denyamenti]

He lets them move about (which they were doing anyway, just previously unseen) and the way they crowded close to him and moved smoke-like through loose fingers definitely seemed to confirm a type of bond that illusion likely wouldn't mimic. They fade when he releases the Ring, although the gesture his more habit on his part than any actual need to access the Item.

"Chesala was speaking about the goings-on at the greenhouses," he said when the cell once again appeared 'empty' except for Diabound on the cot. "I know that. I knew it then, too, but I cared much less." That part, at least, was the effect of the Dust. Not ignorance, but apathy.

[irongaze]

She watched the ghosts move, and kept an eye on them as they faded like smoke.

"And can they interact with the physical world?" she asked, sounding more curious than accusatory. She was truly intrigued - the Foreigners may have been tough to deal with on some accounts, and this one had attacked a kedan and done much damage, but that didn't mean that she wasn't fascinated.

It wasn't quite 'know thy enemy' - more a case of 'know thy neighbor'.

"I suppose not, otherwise you might have engineered a jailbreak by now." And she favors him with a quick, small smile.

[denyamenti]

"They can in some ways," he said with a shrug. "They don't, normally." Unless he wanted them to, or they wanted to attack someone. Generally those two desires lined up.

"But I wouldn't need their help if I wanted to leave this cell." He returns the smile; his has a decidedly different tone.

[irongaze]

That was absolutely not the answer that she was looking for.

"Oh?" She's a little tense again. On the one hand, at least he was staying in the cell. On the other...how do you contain someone who might decide he no longer wishes to be contained?

[denyamenti]

(He's here to shatter all your expectations, Eliyen.)

Bakura shrugged. "I've been asked to humour this ruling by people whose character carry weight with me."

[irongaze]

(Ruh roh.)

Okay, she'd humor him. "And whose character carries weight with you?" This would be good information to have, to be sure these people are on her side in future.

[denyamenti]

"Not yours, yet," he answered. If she was looking for an angle on him, she'd have to be slightly less transparent than that.

"Was there something you needed in particular from me, or were you just trying to start a new tradition of speaking to your guests?" Bakura added, the last term used as if to emphasize that his containment wasn't immutable.

[irongaze]

That actually made her laugh, just a little. "Very well, then."

The hostility hadn't gone away, it seemed. Not that she'd really expected it to. "I wanted to get to know you better."

Mission...accomplished...?

[denyamenti]

Eliyen has no frame of reference to know this isn't hostility on his part, but that's not her fault. He's not thrilled to be in here, but for the moment that's in hand and not going any further than a bad mood over it.

Her answer surprises him sonewhat, although outwardly only the faint tilt of his head gives evidence to it. "That's the sort of thing better done before verdicts are passed, hapireyet. Trying to do it after the fact is disingenuous at best, and mockery at worst."