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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 12:03:54 GMT -5
 It had taken some time since leaving the crypt, but now, Marik could actually see the town ahead of them. "...almost there..." His eyes narrowed somewhat as he wondered... would Bakura still be there? |
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Post by kelik on Dec 5, 2012 12:11:41 GMT -5
 He looked ahead too. "We're nearly there. I'm sure there's still quite a gathering at the town too. Finding what we're looking for may be difficult, master." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 12:13:41 GMT -5
"...which is why we have to look sooner than later..." Marik noted, as he folded his arms; watching the town come closer. "...where in town did you say they found the duelist, Odion?" |
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Post by kelik on Dec 5, 2012 12:35:10 GMT -5
"In an alley way. My assumption is whoever met with the duelist wanted to make sure they were away from the public eye." |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 12:39:10 GMT -5
"...makes sense..." Marik spoke. ...it would fit... hopefully, he should still be in town... "...let's hurry..." |
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Post by kelik on Dec 5, 2012 13:12:24 GMT -5
"Yes." He lead off. They got into the busy Egyptian town, just through the bazaar. It's been some time since the accident, but there were still a few officers around the area. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 13:15:23 GMT -5
Even as he kept a sharp eye out for the one he suspected would be the culprit, he couldn't help but glance around at the town around him. It wasn't often he went out from the tomb ever since his training started again, so seeing the lively town was a refreshing change of pace... ...but he wasn't going to let that distract him. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 13:23:11 GMT -5
Except he would see a blanket of darkness peak around the corner.
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Post by kelik on Dec 5, 2012 13:27:07 GMT -5
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 13:28:37 GMT -5
Seeing that, his eyes widened. ...that... it must be him! "...Odion, keep looking. I'll be right back." With that, he hurried around that corner without hesitation. |
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Post by kelik on Dec 5, 2012 13:30:54 GMT -5
He looked over. "Huh? Master?" He didn't want to leave him alone, but... |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 17:49:06 GMT -5
Sadly, no. It was just a homely skinny man, in a robe, and turban, sitting on a towel filled with junk. However, he was surrounded by people, who seemed to be begging to buy his stuff, no matter how useless they were.
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 17:50:16 GMT -5
Marik's eyes narrowed. ...not... Bakura... He blinked a touch at how the crowd was fighting to buy this merchant's wares, as he approached this peddler. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 18:39:31 GMT -5
Grinning, his arms filled with coins. But something was strange about the people. They all had glassy eyes, as if they were brainwashed.
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 18:42:57 GMT -5
His eyes narrowed at this sight. He knew it all too well... given his influence beforehand... "...excuse me." He walked up to the peddler. "Did you do something to these people?" |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 18:43:44 GMT -5
"Oh? Would you like to buy something?" the man, with a Hindu accent, asked, while giving out merchandise.
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 18:45:56 GMT -5
"...I would rather not." Marik noted, as he looked at everyone in the crowd, before looking back at the man. "...you're no ordinary peddler..." |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 22:08:51 GMT -5
"Yea, seems I'm not!" he grinned, with rather odd teeth, for some are missing. "Them ads really helped me hit it. I can buy those gold teeth I always wanted!"
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 22:11:39 GMT -5
Marik blinked, as he narrowed his eyes more. ...since when did peddlers advertise themselves? And the customers... they look like they've been brainwashed... "...I see..." he spoke out of politeness... ...but where did that dark aura come from? From... this peddler? |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 22:13:56 GMT -5
More like from a card pouch by him, coated in a dark aura that only Marik could see, it seems.
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 22:21:17 GMT -5
Seeing that, he looked back at the peddler. "...you play Duel Monsters?" he assumed. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 22:23:33 GMT -5
"Oh yes," he nodded, rapidly, frantically selling and giving. "But a bit busy." Handing out his tra---erm, merchandise to the customers, "Thank you, come again!"
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 22:26:17 GMT -5
He grew curious... why did that dark aura eminate from his card pouch? "...you... wouldn't mind if I looked through your deck, would you?" he inquired. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 22:32:55 GMT -5
"Busy!" he shouted, finally giving the last batch of customers his sells. "Thank you, come again!" With that, his area was finally free....except with the piles of coins around him. "WOO HOO!!"
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 22:35:30 GMT -5
Marik found that... odd. How could a mere peddler, selling rather low-class junk, somehow sell out and earn a small fortune? There had to be something else to this... like... the dark aura from that card pouch? |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 22:39:56 GMT -5
Blinking at him, he held out an old rag doll. "Would you like to buy what's left over?"
For some reason, Marik would feel a sonic pulse of darkness wash over him. A hypnotic call ringing in his ears, trying to soothe his mind.
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 22:42:13 GMT -5
"Nh...!" Marik's eyes widened, as he clutched to his head. "...wh-what..." Even if the darkness seemed so hypnotically soothing, it also felt like a drill was piercing his mind... both the sensation of blistering pain and blissful oblivion was sweeping against him. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 5, 2012 22:43:24 GMT -5
"It's quite an ancient little toy. A true collectors item. In a few more years, you could score a fortune." he grinned with his bad shaped teeth, as that hypnotic spell still rang.
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Post by YolkaEd on Dec 5, 2012 22:45:51 GMT -5
"Ngh...!" Still trying to fight that pain, he glared at the peddler with a scowl. "...n...n-no...!" With a sudden movement, he tried smacking the doll out of the peddler's grip; barely resisting this hypnotic spell ringing in his mind. |
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Post by AnT on Dec 6, 2012 20:42:21 GMT -5
Next he held a yellow rock. "Or how about this rock? A mighty rock, found near the Sphinx. Says to give you good luck."
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@bakura@ 