Shadow of the Past

Independent Yami Bakura RP Account

[ivorythief]

[Hiatus update: Still on my unannounced hiatus. Shit has been really hard for me lately, so RPing hasn't been in the forecast. I'm sorry my loves. I hope to return soon.

If you want, add me on skype: soudafizz

also, i'm down with giving you gorgeous peeps my digits since I have unlimited texting. 

I'm really sorry to have just vanished on you so suddenly. I hope to be back soon.]

[ivorythief]

koiba, duke, mai

Ugh. Must I?Seduce: KaibaMarry: MaiCuddle: Duke

[my-ohh-mai]

@ivorythief

She scanned down the wine list until the words “grape and “sweet” captured her attention. It was a bit expensive at almost 13, 000 yen, but it was a bit cheaper compared to the rest of wines listed above it.

"Um.. ‘09 E.M.S. Spätlese Riesling, please?" The waiter bowed at her request and another soon returned with a tray of wine glasses and the bottle.

The white wine looked like liquid gold as she placed it to her lips, sipping gingerly as her violet eyes locked onto his.

"You know.. From what I’ve heard, you don’t have the best track record.. yet here you are, wine and dining me as if you were that simple.." Mai trailed off as she giggled lightly, taking another sip of her wine.

Nothing about the people she knew from that tournament were ‘simple’. Tea’s words then echoed in her mind. “You’ll probably get screwed, but not how you think.”—For someone who was little miss friendship to say that, Mai wondered if she should take the girl’s warning seriously.

Most may not believe it, but Mai really did think that people could change.  Life could be so unpredictable, after all.soon enough, she dismissed those thoughts as the wine soothed her.

The busty blonde leaned forward and gracefully took a bite of her food. She blushed a bit and wondered if her plunging neckline laced by her tight black dress caught his attention…damn this wine!

[ivorythief]

"Track record?" A thin white eyebrow raised, his brown eyes focused on hers. He blamed it on his 'old age' and stubbornness for not knowing what that could possibly mean. And simple? A small frown tugged at his lips, but he refused to even bring that up. He knew it wasn't an insult, but he personally didn't like to be described as such unless he was feigning innocence.

However, Bakura's gaze fell from her to the waiter as he placed their plates onto the table. Not exactly expecting a response from his date, he silently shrugged off the question, slowly, and almost delicately, cutting into his food. He wondered why he suddenly cared about appearances, why was he being so 'polite' with his food. In the past, even in public, he didn't care how anyone perceived him. The way he ate could be compared to a feral beast, especially when it came to meat. So why was it now that he was cutting his dinner like some kind of gentleman?

Was he trying to impress her?

As if in response to his inner thoughts, Bakura glanced up, only to be met with, to him, perfectly framed cleavage. Rather than blush, the dark spirit simply let a smirk grow as his eyes moved from Mai's chest to her blushing face. He said nothing, and eventually looked away to quietly eat, though in his silence, kept his smirk.

Perhaps he could keep this gentlemanly facade up a while longer.  

[gunnerdecody-blog]

SEDUCE, MARRY, CUDDLE. SEND ME 3 NAMES

[ivorythief]

[Life got turned upside down for me. I'm not 100% sure when I'll be able to get back on and give everyone my full attention ;; Hoping it'll be soon. Bakura will return, I promise.]

[drabbles-and-ideas]

Confess something you've thought about me on anon.

[pendulum-scale]

Source

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[my-ohh-mai]

@ivorythief

"Hmphf." Mai blinked a few times, plumping her lips one last time before putting away her makeup. His retort did more than suffice. The busty blonde could even blush at his words—but still. she would always get the last word.

"I’m still a long-stem rose kind of girl.. but I guess your excuse is valid. Anyway. That sounds nice. Believe it or not, I’ve never had french cuisine before…” Mai trailed on as she leaned back into the leather, gazing at the evening sky above them with an almost wistful gaze.

Maybe it was the whole ‘IF I were serious I wouldn’t give you something so temporary’ comment. Her heart nearly skipped a beat at that one, and be filled with doubt right after, but she tried not to be effected by it. Everything Mai ever had something with was temporary, so perhaps that’s why a wave of discontent flowed through her then.

Her thoughts were soon interrupted when the car came to a stop. It appeared to be that they were here already. Her feelings composed when the sight if the restaurant appeared. As nerve wracking as this was, Mai would enjoy the night ahead whether it worked out or not.

She could see the establishment looked nice. It’s awning was as royal blue as the night sky. The name in white script that read from it was something in she couldn’t understand, but it sounded fancy, as the French language always did.

The busty blonde was escorted by the yami down the small cobblestone path, greeted by the maitre’d, as he had called himself in such a dramatic french accent when he requested if they wanted an indoor table or the outdoor table.

Bakura allowed her to choose, as she then went with the outdoor seating. Being that an array of flower pots and subtle glow of fluorescent lights could be seen above the awning Indicated they’d be seated on a balcony.

To her satisfaction, they were. After being lead to their table they were left to decide on their order. Mai smiled then, meeting Bakura’s gaze. She had no idea what to order.

"Would you order for me? This is my first time and I have no idea what I’m doing.. by the way, can we order some wine?" The blonde asked playfully, wondering if he drank in the sight of her as she did to him.

[ivorythief]

Taking his seat, the former spirit shot a quick glare to maitre'd as he pulled Mai's seat out for her. Satisfied by the look of fear that appeared on the French man's face, he turned his focus on the menu. Glancing over it, he tried to hide his frown. For such a fancy restaurant, the food seemed rather... Standard. At least by their short descriptions.

Setting his menu down, Bakura looked up at Mai. "It would be foolish of us not to." He chuckled, not even bothering to look at the wine list as he handed it to Mai. "Pick whichever you want. It's by the bottle." His voice came out nonchalant, eyes glancing over to the side as their waiter walked up to the table.

"May I take your order?"

Bakura tried his hardest not to make a face at the man's more-than-likely fake accent. Instead, he gave his menu one more quick scan before ordering for the both of them.

"The lady will have le poulet with bourdelaise." He kept his eyes away from the waiter, voice calm yet cold, "And I will have le cote de porc with orange sauce. Heavy on the sauce." He spoke the orders almost fluently, as if it was a natural second language. Handing the menus to the man, he looked up at Mai then finally to their waiter, "As for wine, I will allow the lovely lady across from me to pick." Bakura turned back to her, a small smirk on both his lips and in his eyes, "I would hate to pick something she would dislike."

[ivorythief]

[Shit keeps getting worse]

[My phone went dead. I don’t know when I’ll be able to get a new one because I have no money. I can’t get a job. I’m so stressed out all I can do is cry lately. I’m thinking about moving back in with my mom. I just can’t handle this shit anymore… i still have replies to get to, but i can’t handle life right now. i’m sorry.]

[suicidal-dungeon-master]

Feel better, hun. <3 This is for you. Try to cheer up. The dark cloud will eventually fade.

[ivorythief]

[ Thank you <3 ]

[ivorythief]

[Shit keeps getting worse]

[My phone went dead. I don't know when I'll be able to get a new one because I have no money. I can't get a job. I'm so stressed out all I can do is cry lately. I'm thinking about moving back in with my mom. I just can't handle this shit anymore... i still have replies to get to, but i can't handle life right now. i'm sorry.]

[genocideandcharm]

Send me ∩ and I'll tell you how my character would wake yours up the 'morning after'

[ivorythief]

Will be back tomorrow. I've been commissioned and need to buy fabric. That said i will be gone this weekend to work ;; sorry

[ivorythief]

(( Stays up late to respond to RPs. Stares blankly at them because too tired to think. I need to start taking naps during the day or something... ))

[ivorythief]

Drafts

Drafts: For unsent texts

Bakura took out his phone, opening the display to Malik's name. Tapping the 'message' icon, he began to type. "Hey. Malik." He began to type. After a few seconds, he paused. 'Why am I texting him? It'd be rather obnoxious to receive a text with no purpose.' Bakura thought to himself. Shrugging, he exited the text screen and tucked his phone back in his pocket, leaving the message "Hey. Malik. I know you're still around. Where have you been hiding?" to get lost among the other drafts to others the yami had made.

[ivorythief]

Draft, Wine, Truth! ;);)

Drafts: For unsent texts

[TEXT] Hey.. I know this is out of nowhere. But. Would you want to [MESSAGE SAVED TO DRAFTS]

Wine: For the drunken phone-call/text // Truth: My character will tell you what they think of yours in all honesty.

'Please leave a message after the beep' "Oi. Mai. You should know. You are stunning. And not just physocally. I don't think I have ever, 'n I mean ever, met a woman who can acshelly challenge me 'n impress me. You're the closes' thing to perfection, and I think I might be fa--" 'Message sent'

[my-ohh-mai]

@ivorythief

Mai walked out the door with her cellphone in grip, momentarily distracted when a voicemail notification blinked on the screen. Her heels clacked as she stepped.

Soon enough, Mai caught sight of a  foreign red car, along with the ghostly haired man that stood against it. Now standing face to face, heat dusted her cheeks from the sight.

Unexpectedly, Bakura was dressed to the nines just as she was. The tantalizing scent of his cologne toyed with her senses. For someone who sounded so monotone over the phone,He seemed to take this date seriously.

The yami cleaned up nicely, to say the least. So..deliciously.. No! The busty blonde regained composure as she usually did, feinging unsatisfactory as she met his gaze.

"What? No flowers?" Mai’s insecurities spoke for her. she swayed feminely when he opened the car door for her.

It was too early to seem so.. drawn to him the way she was. In the past, going that route always ended in regret. Dismissing the thought, she opened up the passenger mirror. 'Cover cleavage or not to cover cleavage? ' She thought nervously as she fiddled with her touseled locks that hung over her chest.

"This car is almost as nice as mine. So, where are you taking me?” Mai asked, shifting in her seat to find the seatbelt.

[ivorythief]

"As romantic and expected flowers would be, would you really enjoy carrying around a bouquet of inevitable rotting death?" The corner of his mouth twitched. He had such a way with words. Closing her door after she sat, he walked around to the driver's side. Getting in and slamming the door, Bakura glanced over to his date, "Plus," He continued, starting the car, "If I were serious... I wouldn't give you something so temporary such as flowers." 

The white haired spirit flashed her a smirk, beginning to drive before answering her second question. "I was thinking Italian." Bakura seemed to be talking more to the windshield than Mai, brown eyes focused on the road as if by force to avoid looking elsewhere. "But, I didn't want to be too cliche. We're going to a French restaurant instead."