لص Son Of Apophis الملك

Ｔｈｉｅｆ   Ｋｉｎｇ -- ۞ o ۞ o ۞ o ۞ -- Watch your kingdom fall and crumble beneath your feet الملك لص As the Nile is flooded with the Pharaoh's blood.Only then will the spirits of Kul Elna rest in peace. ...

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Watching the other flop on his back Virus moved to close the distance the other had put between them. His gaze following the others but the stars and flickers of the campfire meant nothing but location and light to the male. Sentiment and memories of such family was foreign to him. He moved until he was seated fully next to Bakura. 

❝ Would you consider instructors or teachers family? They do teach until you no longer need them.  ❞

[ofscarss-blog]

 { لص }—  “No, there’s a difference.” 

He turned to look at Vi as he had laid down beside him, as if to verify his current position, only for a few moments, before his gaze returned to the stars again. He watched every single one, followed their lines with his eyes.

   “Instructors teach you for their sake, a father teaches you for your sake.”

He felt like a fool, teaching someone about how it would be to have a father. The only reason he still continued, was to keep his father’s legacy alive. He would not allow time to let it turn to dust.

[mlnochi]

[ofscarss-blog]

{ @azureakhet }

{ لص }—  The air was cold as the thief snuck his way through the temple. It a small shrine within an unimportant village but the offerings left for the goddess where nothing a good thief would ignore. So in the cover of the night, he collected all offerings and was about to leave the temple halls... 

[redeyespride-blog]

He hadn’t even thought twice about what was going to happen. He had been a little hungry, and since the guards were bringing food in, he suspected he could have eaten at least a little in some peace and quiet.

Of course, he didn’t even know what the other meant by ‘wait and see’. His initial thought was that he was going to try and beat them up and run past them. But this was Bakura, so surely there had to be a more sinister way to go about things. It was starting to make him anxious.

He sat there and merely watched as the guards treated the other with such disrespect, but it was probably a given considering all the things he had done. His own body tensed as he heard the sound of something he couldn’t see, and his eyes looked over towards the guards again when he noticed them just standing there.

Without another word from them, they were silent for good, their frames basically cut into half as blood spilled and polled down around what was left up of their limbs. If he had eaten anything, he would definitely have gotten sick. He couldn’t even describe what he was feeling right now. The best word would be absolutely horrified.

“Wh…what the hell..did you do to them…???”

[ofscarss-blog]

{ لص }—  Some blood has splashed onto his features, which Bakurah merely wiped from his eyes, ignoring the rest on his face as he stepped over the remains of their bodies. Beside them, he crouched down to grab the keys, obviously looking for a certain key among them.

      “I killed them, what does it look like to you?”

He got up again, raising an eyebrow at Jou. His horrified features amused the thief who gave the boy a bloodied smirk before he tossed him the keys to his cell.

           “If you still want to see your Pharaoh friend, you should follow me.”

Now was the perfect time and he would not bother to wait as he headed for the stairs already. Something around him was dipping in and out of darkness, giving a soft hiss that could almost be mistaken for the sound of wind blowing its way down towards the dungeon.

[kitsuunix]

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          She realizes at the moment just how dependent she’d been on the necklace, how she’d been so used to being able to foresee the events to come that it had become a way of handling her life. Yes, the visions were sometimes blurry and always exhausting, but she could at least go through life knowing what to expect.

                     And this was not expected in the slightest.

            She’ll admit there are plenty of things she has yet to learn about the history of the Pharaoh; about the items and the power they hide within them. It’s truly frustrating, yes, but it’s a fact she can’t conceal, at least not at the moment. She is visibly shocked, and the only thing she can do glance at the man from time to time, her mind divided between the obvious surprise and confusion and the fact that he might break something of value at any moment.

             “I…I think I will take this for now.” She sighs, and hesitantly reaches to pick up the objects now scattered across the floor. Truly, this man seems to have genuine shock; it’s impossible to fake such levels of confusion.

            “I…I am just as confused as you are, believe me.” Perhaps they should sit down for a moment, “Isis…that’s my name. Do…do you remember your own?”

[ofscarss-blog]

{ لص }—  Bakurah snorted, folding his arms as he waited for answer. As to, where he was or how he had gotten here. His eyes never left the woman, narrowed and suspicious. She reminded him of someone and only as she stated her name did he remember. The necklace, the name ...

          “You’re one of the priests.” He growled out.

Out of habit, he reached for his side only to find no sword or dagger attached. Of course not. An annoyed look appeared on his features and mixed with the confusion. Very well, without a weapon then.

                          He stepped closer to her in a rather threatening manner.

     “I’m Bakurah the king of thieves! Now tell me...                  --- Where am I?”

Things really hadn’t turned out well for him. At first he was knocked out, then woke up in a strange place with one of his enemies. He could not even kill her for he needed her to return to Kemet. Or so he thought.

[mid-k-night]

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[sxluja-a]

▮ ₪┆ The ocean was no stranger to Alibaba. Even before his time traveling to different countries after being exiled from his country as a prince, he’d spend plenty of time playing around its shores as a young kid. Watching the trade ships, learning the art of negotiation from the port markets, and listening to the old stories sailors of the high seas had to tell—the ocean was a pretty amazing place! And that’s why Alibaba knew we was bound to find something good here.

Just like he’d expected, the docks were lively. Sailors and deck hands bustling everywhere, busy pulling cargo to and from the ships lined up against the port—and it wasn’t long until Alibaba himself was pulled into the fray, attracting the attention of a older man lifting wooden crates. ‘Hey, boy! Mind helpin’ me for a sec!”  

“Me…?” Alibaba mumbled, pointing to himself before wandering over to he merchant, “Uh, sure, sir! What is it you need help with?”

[ofscarss-blog]

{ لص }—  Bakurah eyes the ships with suspicion and mild confusion. He had seen ships before but the ones in Kemet were much smaller, thinner and only sailing up and down the Nile. They were just enough to do some fishing or carry a roal along. These ships could fit an entire house inside of them.

    He wasn’t even sure why someone would want to spend all their time on the sea. There was no ground anywhere and this water smelled salty and putrid.

He crossed his arms, leaning against a crate and watching Alibaba jump at the opportunity to help someone out yet again. “I hope you know it doesn’t count when you’re helping out.” He noted, just to make sure he lost the vigor to help someone out when it did not help him win the game.

[bloodyghosts-warmcuddles-mo-blog]

Taking the time to himself, but still listening out in case something happened that he was needed for, Ryou quickly cleaned up the kitchen, dried the dishes, placed them away, brushed up the floor and flopped onto the sofa with a happy content little sigh. This was - this was nice. It was rather pleasant to have company around. Company that wasn’t trying to drive you slowly insane. He smiled a little and turned the TV to some random channel to lazily watched while he waited for him. He should move and get ready for market tomorrow but he was being lazy.

Bored, he flopped back and pulled out his console to play instead, biting at the corner of his lip in concentration. He’d been stuck on the one level for a short while now and it was annoying to admit to himself that he was actually stuck at a section of a game, even if he had turned the difficulty up as high as possible.

[ofscarss-blog]

{ لص }—  Bakurah left the bath only 20 minutes after. Having rested and washed himself, he got dressed in the clothes Ryou laid out for him and rubbed his hair dry with a towel, causing it to stick out in all directions but he did not seem to care much about that.

When he left the bath, he went looking for Ryou and found him on his bed. With a sigh, the thief plopped onto the bed to sit beside the other.

“Your baths sure make one tired.” He rubbed his shoulder, after allowing his body to relax like that, he would be able to get some rest which he wasn’t used to in Egypt. He had always slept with one eye open.

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                              @ofscarss

          Some memories resurface every time she looks at him, though they are far too blurry for her to be able to decipher what she sees. A past life…a life when she also served the Pharaoh. And this man, this creature that might not be human anymore, she isn’t sure how to deal with him. Though she supposes he’s still trying to cope with being in such a different era, just as much as she’s trying to figure out what to do with him.

           “This wasn’t supposed to happen…” she mutters, more to herself, for a moment forgetting he’s nearby. How can this be? How can someone so dangerous be brought back to this world after all those centuries?

                    “Oh, I—please be careful when you touch that.”

[ofscarss-blog]

  { لص }— He had no idea what happened. The last thing he remembered was his fight against the Pharaoh in Kul Elna and when he was about to kill him, blackness was cast over his vision. He had been dragged into complete darkness and remained there for.. He didn’t know for how long. 

   And all of a sudden he was somewhere. In a building, about the size of a temple, with old items standing around behind invisible barriers. This woman that had found him and brought him into a smaller room, reminded him of someone he had once known. His mind was far too foggy to remember though.

He was staring at the screen of a smart phone, tapping the surface to see things happen. He pulled his hand back to look at his fingers, was he using magic? He didn’t see any though and somehow opened the phone, causing the charger to fall out and the screen to turn black. With a snort, he dropped the phone and turned to look at Ishizu.

   “Where am I and who in Apophi’s name are you?”

[sonofasphinx]

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        “I wouldn’t be so sure about that if I were you.” 

       Diabound was strong, but so was he. Especially after learning        more tricks in the afterworld he was sure he could do a better        job at dealing with this horrible man and his monster ka than        the last time they fought. 

[ofscarss-blog]

  { لص }— “Really? You should consider the situation you’re in.” 

He pointed at the magician who was standing lonesome in the tomb Bakurah had just invaded to rob. “This time, you don’t have the other priests around to aid you. A few magical tricks more won’t be enough to defeat me this time.” As if to underline his words, there was a deep hiss coming from the shadows of the tomb.

[redeyespride-blog]

“..wait and see, huh.” Eyes tried to look down further to the hall from where they were, though finding it more than difficult because of the bars. He had heard the footsteps approaching as well, and somehow it made him a little nervous. He knew if he tried to run out if they opened the door he could end up catch and who knows what would happen to him. Not that he wasn’t a fight who could get away, but with how many guys there were around..

Then a thought suddenly occurred to him, and he moved from the bars to sit down again and stared across at the other from his place.

“..have you ever actually.you know, killed anyone?”

[ofscarss-blog]

  { لص }—  As Bakurah heard the question, he couldn’t help but give a low chuckle. Never had he been asked this question before and the mere fact that the boy believed he hadn’t - was immensely amusing to the thief.

  Instead of answering however, he mouthed the words;

                   Wait     -      And      -      See 

As soon as the guards would open his cage to throw a bowl with mushy food in front of the thief’s feed, his smirk would grow. The guards were laughing, having tossed the food in a way that it spilled all over the floor in front of Bakurah’s feet, so that he would have to lick it off the ground if he wanted to eat.

     After bringing Bakurah food for days, they had lost the respect his title had brought with him, now was the first time they actually entered his cage and in that moment - a deep hiss echoed from the walls around them.

The sound was followed by both guards suddenly tensing as a small cut appeared on their chests, they stared at the wounds, almost dumbfounded, before their torsos slipped off their waists. 

[shii-see-sea-deactivated2017011]

Thief King’s Modern Life - Side Story

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Hues flicked up in thought at the sarcastic comment. Virus never knew his family. He’d been sold to pay off a debt and raised to be a cold killer. 

❝ You could look like him. I’ve never met him actually. ❞

Virus shrugged some, but didn’t seem phased by the  others brusque words, or the obvious dismissal of his  request. Bright azure hues flicked quickly as the light  of the fire bounced to and fro. The shadows dancing on his pale face. 

❝ Since you brought up the topic of fathers. What are they like?  Bakura don’t think that if I learn something it will disway my allegiance to you and the murder of the pharaoh. ❞

[ofscarss-blog]

  { لص }— His eyes rolled to the corners, gazing back over his shoulders to catch a glimpse of Vi, as if to try and see his face upon bringing up such an unusual topic. He wouldn’t admit it, but the mere mention of father brought back painful memories that Bakurah had so dearly missed, despite the pain they caused him.

   He sighed and rolled onto his back, gaze stuck on the stars above them. He kept watching them for a few moments, trying to find proper words to explain.

    “Fathers are teachers in some way. They teach you all you need to learn until you won’t need them anymore. At least, that’s what every good father should try to accomplish.”

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【リク絵】盗賊王と王様

Pixiv ID: 4982123 Member: 運庫舐太呂界＠A21・22

[sxluja-a]

▮ ₪┆ Those words; they actually drove deeper into Alibaba’s subconsciousness than he was willing to admit. Balbadd, the people here, his push for an autonomic republic—he had more self doubt before now that his fight for all of these were just for his own selfishness in trying to protect a country that wasn’t even his. 

Maybe he really was just trying to make amends for the things he’d done in the past? Maybe the people of Balbadd…really didn’t need him anymore?

“Anyway. We’re done here, right?” Alibaba huffed back, giving a slight shake of his head to rid himself of the nagging thoughts. “—’Cause after that, I think it’s my turn to go find another ‘good deed’ again.”

And he knew exactly where to go, too. The docks, down by the always bustling shipping ports.

[ofscarss-blog]

  { لص }—  The face he made showed pain. Somehow, Bakurah had found the right words, like a sharp knife, to dig deeper through Alibaba’s chest than he had managed to do before. Perhaps he even caused the boy to doubt his own beliefs. This made the thief smirk a serpent like grin. And here he had thought that Aliaba’s confidence and trust in the good, was unshakable. How foolish of Bakurah to even consider such a thought.

   “Mhrf. Very well - show me whatever you deem safe-worthy in this country.”

When the smell of salt water hit his nose, Bakurah’s smirk turned into a frown. He had been brought here on a boat but he was passed out the entire time, so the ocean was something quite new for the thief - who had never crossed the borders of Cairo to see where the Nile’s branches did end up.

He knew of the ocean and its size but just now he realized how little he had seen of it. Before he even looked at the people, his gaze fell on the endless blue that stretched far across the horizon.