[(Okay, that's fair. Can't really blame him for that.)]


Which was the point, you idiot. I was going to see if you'd recognize me like that or not.

[He offers him a 'sweet' smile before he sits back and strips out of his jacket. Bakura remains pointedly seated while he takes his sweet time pulling his shirt out of his pants as well and smoothes it back down over them.]

That'd be new. Are you planning to completely stop moving and die to do something like that?

[But he finally gets off. Flipping the jacket inside out Bakura ties it around his waist before he bends down and gingerly takes his pokeball out of Marik's grasp.]

Thanks for the catch~