And it normally doesn't work like that. You just got lucky.
[It's Marik's turn to listen, taking the suggestions to heart. He's been beyond lazy since arriving here. The teen's barely had to walk outside of when they got whisked away to Hisui. Once they were back in modern times, he rode Usi and Bahiti everywhere. And as soon as the snow hit, he's pretty much been locked up in the apartment doing nothing but perhaps gaining the bad kind of weight and letting his mind rot away.
It's not good.]
Bakura... He joked about being my mind slave. That's how he revealed himself to me the other day. You have to... be a madman or insanely confident in your own skill to joke about something like that...! That would be like if Ryou made a casual joke about being your landlord.
[He shudders.]
I don't think he's the same guy you last dealt with. He isn't for me, that's for damn sure. He drove and handled his bike like a gods damned motorcycle...! Even if I were to start working out or something, he'll always be leagues ahead of me. They all are...
[It wasn't an unpleasant experience meeting up with Joey but it made him keenly aware of the ever growing gap between the crew from a couple years in the future compared to him. Still only sixteen, fresh from Battle City, unaware and an outsider to the many events that happen to Yugi and the gang.
Just like he's always been.
Chenzira peeks a bit around Marik's shoulder. What he's telling him isn't incorrect but... big brother should better himself for good things...! Not for wronging others.
The blonde sighs and runs his hand through his hair.]
But... I should... work on making myself better. Stronger. Sharper. I'm getting dull. I've been dulling for months now... I'll have a flare up where I improve for a bit but then I fall right back into doing nothing.
[He closes the distance between them and gently attempts to poke Bakura in the chest.]
... Perhaps your arrival here, temporary or not, is the Gods' way of kicking my butt into gear yet again. Or a cruel joke to rub in my face at just how far I've fallen.
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[It's Marik's turn to listen, taking the suggestions to heart. He's been beyond lazy since arriving here. The teen's barely had to walk outside of when they got whisked away to Hisui. Once they were back in modern times, he rode Usi and Bahiti everywhere. And as soon as the snow hit, he's pretty much been locked up in the apartment doing nothing but perhaps gaining the bad kind of weight and letting his mind rot away.
It's not good.]
Bakura... He joked about being my mind slave. That's how he revealed himself to me the other day. You have to... be a madman or insanely confident in your own skill to joke about something like that...! That would be like if Ryou made a casual joke about being your landlord.
[He shudders.]
I don't think he's the same guy you last dealt with. He isn't for me, that's for damn sure. He drove and handled his bike like a gods damned motorcycle...! Even if I were to start working out or something, he'll always be leagues ahead of me. They all are...
[It wasn't an unpleasant experience meeting up with Joey but it made him keenly aware of the ever growing gap between the crew from a couple years in the future compared to him. Still only sixteen, fresh from Battle City, unaware and an outsider to the many events that happen to Yugi and the gang.
Just like he's always been.
Chenzira peeks a bit around Marik's shoulder. What he's telling him isn't incorrect but... big brother should better himself for good things...! Not for wronging others.
The blonde sighs and runs his hand through his hair.]
But... I should... work on making myself better. Stronger. Sharper. I'm getting dull. I've been dulling for months now... I'll have a flare up where I improve for a bit but then I fall right back into doing nothing.
[He closes the distance between them and gently attempts to poke Bakura in the chest.]
... Perhaps your arrival here, temporary or not, is the Gods' way of kicking my butt into gear yet again. Or a cruel joke to rub in my face at just how far I've fallen.