fall out boy intensifies

[shegypt]

Who: Thief King Bakura & you
Where: Your bedroom. Yes, yours.
When: Llama 20
What: Bakura has decided she's waited long enough to get the heat off of her. She wastes no time doing the things she do.
Warnings: She has broken into your cabin. So don't tag in unless you're okay with that.

[ Bakura has been lurking.

She has been lurking so well she basically missed the whole platform. The whole mission, too - whatever. But her secret explorations have her thinking stealing the Voidtrecker Express isn't going to be something she can actively plan for. (Something she can someday absolutely do, sure! When she sees an opening!)

What's more, it's now been enough time that she bets nobody is gonna care what she's up to anyway. She doesn't see a guard....

It would be smart to keep lying low.

But it would also be dull.

In short, when next you open your still-completely-locked cabin door, there is a woman standing there. Holding your stuff.

She turns, and, without looking too upset, raises a hand. ]

Yo!

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[shegypt]

[ Utilitarianism! QUAINT!

Alas for Bakura but fortunately for, like, the entire known universe and beyond, she spent last mission alone on the train trying to figure out whether or not it was stealable. (The answer was "not......yet.") So she remains clueless as to the true value of her treasures.

Not that she will ever let that show. She keeps up her smile, arches an eyebrow, goes insufferably rhetorical just because she has a feeling it'll piss him off. ]

Is there a point to reeds rustling in the breeze?

[pragmaticcollaborator]

[And indeed, it is pissing him off, watching a thief casually hold his stuff and act like she had every right to do this, apparently just because.]

Look, what do you even get out of this? You can’t go far even if you do take those, we’re on an enclosed train!

[Are you sure about that, Ray?]

[shegypt]

[ Bakura laughs. ] Hey, you've thought this out. Gonna make me wonder what you've been up to.

[ The hell is she even holding, though. Hmm.

Maybe she better monologue to cover this up, pacing the cabin as if to enforce just how much more real estate she takes up than he does. ]

Don't lump in the King of Thieves with your average burglar. She doesn't steal for gain, or bounty, or glory.

[ Maybe a little bit of glory. ]

She steals because it's there.

[pragmaticcollaborator]

What glory is there in robbing a twelve year old?

[Look, Ray has to get some snark in there somewhere. He does have a point though; what does Bakura get out of robbing a kid?

...And it turns out he's dealing with a kleptomaniac, great. Ray holds his ground in the face of her pacing the room, not willing to just let her go with what little he had. He can't bargain; he doubts that Bakura is the type to accept that and he has nothing to offer anyways. That leaves one option.

Talk her down.]

Look, those are only useful to me, and one of those is dangerous in the wrong hands. Give them back.

[It's an exaggeration, but the disabler does use electricity to do its job, and if Bakura manages to accidentally turn it on, then there's the risk of a (small, it's not that powerful) zap. Either way, he's not above exaggerating the risk.]

[shegypt]

Who's to say these hands are wrong?

[ Says Bakura, who promptly mildly electrocutes herself. She swears.

DAMMIT, weird little magic metal thing! She was being BADASS in front of the KID! ]

[pragmaticcollaborator]

[Thanks for teaching Ray a new word that he’d never heard at Grace Field, he’ll put that to use later.

But for now, getting his belongings back.]

See, it’s dangerous. Put them down. [Who knows, maybe that’ll actually convince her to return his stuff.]

[shegypt]

[ Bakura, sucking a knuckle, scoffs. ] Some danger.

Here!

[ She tosses Ray - the netpoint. ]

Split the difference with ya. Sparky - [ She waggles the disabler. ] - stays with me.

[ Wow, her hand is tingling, that's. Hey, that's funny. It's not enough to slow her down, but it is hysterical. Oh no! It's dangerous! And then that happened! Please! ] I like treasure that bites.

[pragmaticcollaborator]

[He catches the netpoint, but keeps a hold of it - Ray’s not letting Bakura have it again if he can help it.]

It’s not treasure, it’s- [The idea of her keeping his one link with home is enough to almost make him admit what the disabler is, but he stops himself just in time to avoid saying that. Instead:]

That’s something from home, you can’t have that!

[shegypt]

So I'd be stealin' your heart, is that it?

[ Bakura holds the disabler up, tries to make it do the zappy thing again. ] Your heart's a jerk, kid.

[ Hah. She's got it. Zap zap.

Now she's doing it to herself on purpose but her hand is getting a little numb so maybe that was a bad idea. Better not let on she'd overdone it. ]

[pragmaticcollaborator]

What?! No, you’d be stealing something from home that I made!

[He’d really rather you stop zapping yourself Bakura, it’s frustrating to watch. Admittedly, he’d rather have it back altogether, but he’s not exactly in a position to just take it back by force.

The cons of being a twelve year old confronting an adult.]

[shegypt]

[ g r i n ]

So you know what all it does.

[pragmaticcollaborator]

[Fuck.]

It doesn’t matter, it’s not useful here.

[Unless someone here has a tracker implanted in them, it’s just a random electric device.]

[shegypt]

Then you do only want it for sentimental reasons, and there's no big deal if I make off with it!

[ Into her pocket it goes. Bakura backs up towards the door, shaking out her electrocuted hand. Yeesh. This must be more of that "science" stuff. The science dude with the stick-up hair probably knows more. (Maybe that's how it got that way.) ]

Jeez, kid, make up your mind. I'm leaving with it anyway, so pick a story and stick to it!

[pragmaticcollaborator]

[This is a problem. Ray wants it back, but he doesn’t want to admit what it is, especially not to a thief.

Ultimately, his desire to have the device back wins out and he reluctantly caves.]

…It’s made to disable tracking devices. [Just don’t ask why he made such an item.]

[shegypt]

[ .....Huh.

Bakura chuckles. ] Was that so hard......?

[ She turns it around in her hands some more, debating. She is only guessing as to what a "tracking device" is from context, and this does sound like the sort of trinket a lesser thief would therefore find quite useful.

But she is no lesser thief. It's got no utility to her. And this train is probably full of people who would raise just as much of a fuss about stealing from children as they would a nice little impermanent murder.

....Fuckers. She sighs. ]

Say "please".