[The tomb keeper snarls and stands up, rubbing the part of his back that he landed on.]
Tch... I'm not being dramatic! I got the damn wind knocked out of me!
[He watches as Bakura throws the pokéball and... stares in disbelief as it pegs the thing in the eye socket. That is not how a pokéball works. Why did it fail? Because it was his ball but someone else used it? Ugh. This world and its ridiculous rules.
But the Runerigus falls back on to its back with a monstrous thud, apparently knocked out by that one hit.
Marik blinks.]
... What...
[Even Chen seems at a loss. He looks to the two trainers and tilts his head.
Apparently the ball Bakura threw is useless now so Marik throws another empty pokéball at the unconscious Runerigus. It stops in midair and emits a light as the pokémon is pulled inside the device. The correct way its supposed to work. It struggles for a while, seeming like it's going to break out but eventually gives up and the pokéball locks.
The blonde walks over, staring down at it. He remains silent for a moment or two then bends down to pick up the ball.]
... Now.
[Marik stands back up and turns to face Bakura, that dark intense look in his eyes once more.]
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Tch... I'm not being dramatic! I got the damn wind knocked out of me!
[He watches as Bakura throws the pokéball and... stares in disbelief as it pegs the thing in the eye socket. That is not how a pokéball works. Why did it fail? Because it was his ball but someone else used it? Ugh. This world and its ridiculous rules.
But the Runerigus falls back on to its back with a monstrous thud, apparently knocked out by that one hit.
Marik blinks.]
... What...
[Even Chen seems at a loss. He looks to the two trainers and tilts his head.
Apparently the ball Bakura threw is useless now so Marik throws another empty pokéball at the unconscious Runerigus. It stops in midair and emits a light as the pokémon is pulled inside the device. The correct way its supposed to work. It struggles for a while, seeming like it's going to break out but eventually gives up and the pokéball locks.
The blonde walks over, staring down at it. He remains silent for a moment or two then bends down to pick up the ball.]
... Now.
[Marik stands back up and turns to face Bakura, that dark intense look in his eyes once more.]
As you were saying.