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paixaorpg2006-08-14 02:52 pm
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Entry tags:
Waiting, Wishes, and a discussion of The Wild World Beyond [completed]
Characters: Bakura and npcs Tori and various nurses(likely Heather and Lisa)
Content: Bakura waiting for his release orders, Tori giving Bakura a few items to help him out and spouting off bits from The Wind in the Willows in an (almost delusional) attempt to get Bakura to stay in the present in Paixao. Bakura trying to explain to Tori that the world ISN'T black-and-white like she thinks it is. And the usual with Lisa and Heather.
Setting:Paradisio Hospital
Time: a little after midday Sunday
Warnings: Bakura being a bit of an angst bucket and overexaggerating....(shall we say Oh!Drama!) XD
Bakura stood by the window. He had long since finished what he guessed qualified as lunch and was off the machines, simply waiting for a doctor to sign release orders. He hadn't been told he couldn't get up and he wanted to see what Nurse Gayle had been looking at much earlier. He once again had his journal open, his hair a little tussled from sleeping so much and stood by the window looking at people in fanciful outfits walking in the streets below, rickshaws, and the architecture and the sky with nothing less than a childish awe.
He was assured of his liking to this place, although it seemed that very few shared his enthusiasm, as indicated by various messages posted through the journal network and that person's comment in his journal saying it was a first to enjoy being here. Everyone he had met was nice and helpful. It was a welcome change to meet such a wonderously designed place full of friendly faces rather than the cruelty he was almost accustomed to that seemed to partially fill Domino.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair and looking at the bandage on his arm. It hurt a little still, but he could get used to it. He went back to sit on the edge of the bed to wait more.
Content: Bakura waiting for his release orders, Tori giving Bakura a few items to help him out and spouting off bits from The Wind in the Willows in an (almost delusional) attempt to get Bakura to stay in the present in Paixao. Bakura trying to explain to Tori that the world ISN'T black-and-white like she thinks it is. And the usual with Lisa and Heather.
Setting:Paradisio Hospital
Time: a little after midday Sunday
Warnings: Bakura being a bit of an angst bucket and overexaggerating....(shall we say Oh!Drama!) XD
Bakura stood by the window. He had long since finished what he guessed qualified as lunch and was off the machines, simply waiting for a doctor to sign release orders. He hadn't been told he couldn't get up and he wanted to see what Nurse Gayle had been looking at much earlier. He once again had his journal open, his hair a little tussled from sleeping so much and stood by the window looking at people in fanciful outfits walking in the streets below, rickshaws, and the architecture and the sky with nothing less than a childish awe.
He was assured of his liking to this place, although it seemed that very few shared his enthusiasm, as indicated by various messages posted through the journal network and that person's comment in his journal saying it was a first to enjoy being here. Everyone he had met was nice and helpful. It was a welcome change to meet such a wonderously designed place full of friendly faces rather than the cruelty he was almost accustomed to that seemed to partially fill Domino.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair and looking at the bandage on his arm. It hurt a little still, but he could get used to it. He went back to sit on the edge of the bed to wait more.
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"You're welcome, Bakura." Tori smiled, before walking toward the window. She looked out. This city was wonderful. She had loved it here as far back as she could remember. Even the occasional odd looks didn't matter.
She couldn't understand Bakura at all. He was good. Why then was he so intent on making himself unhappy? Why did he deny that he was good? She simply couldn't grasp the concept of goodness as being a bad thing.
She took a breath, reciting something she had read once; an echo of something she felt was right to say here to the foreigner. "'Beyond the Wild Wood comes the Wide World,' said the Rat. 'And that's something that doesn't matter, either to you or me. I've never been there, and I'm never going, nor you either, if you've got any sense at all. Don't ever refer to it again, please.'"
She turned back to Bakura, with a soft smile and bright eyes, "I still think you're good. You're nice to me."
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He'd never before met ANYONE with such a black-and-white view of the world. It bothered him a little. Mostly because from his own experience, life wasn't fair and probably never was GOING to be fair. That was just some silly lie parents told to make someone "feel better". To keep that small thread of hope on the horizon whenever there was doubt.
Although, if his analysis of this place as a "storybook-game" was any accurate, there was the possibility of such a black-and-white world. It scared him a little.
He sighed, "Tori? Come here. Listen to me (http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&ufid=7C2278EB3A5FB8FB)."
He frowned sadly, weaving a tale for the girl. "Once upon a time, there was a little boy. He had a little sister that he loved very much. But, trouble seemed to follow the boy everywhere. His mommy and daddy tried to tell him that it wasn't his fault. They tried to convince him that he wasn't the one causing the problem. But, one day, he played games with his friends...And they all fell asleep and didn't wake up. His daddy was scared and sent him away. He went to another school and lived alone for a while. At that school, he met some friends who wanted to play the game that had caused his friends to all fall asleep. That evening he wrote a letter to his sister that he loved...and then something bad happened. A voice started speaking to him. Telling cruel jokes. And saying he was HIS. The boy was really scared.The next day he tried to scare his friends from his house...but they came in and played the game with him. They helped him defeat the voice, but he got hurt in the process. He later learned that his little sister was in a car accident. He was very sad. And then, the voice came back again. It still doesn't leave him alone."
He sighed looking at Tori, "That little boy is me. The world isn't as kind as you think it is. I'm not all good. The voice can come back. He doesn't go away. I can be very bad because of him. I try to fight him...but...he's just too strong for me and he gets me first."
He swiped at his eyes with the back of his hand.