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6th Piece // Goldenrod City // Audio/Action

[A fizzle of noise, and then the screams of some likely horrific manner from his company in the room. Yuugi didn't bother turning on the screen, because his faces wouldn't help anything, and a distressed pokémon would likely cut in in seconds.

So there's just one frazzled Yuugi talking.]

Hello? Is- I should just go to a doctor, but. Is.

[What can he ask? This, can't be normal, and he doesn't expect much. But, he can't just keep trying to find answers on his own! Nothing's waking Bakura up, and sitting here by him or keeping his pokémon off isn't helping.

And neither does his growing question of, whether this proceeds, a Johto exit.

When a horrid screech comes from his company - likely heard all the way on the street, at that, drawing attention to the house - he jolts back.]

Does anyone know- Are comas common here?

[[ooc: quick warning- responses may be slow over the week, but the difference might be covered by Fran, with Bakura's distressed ghost-types! Lucky, eh?]]

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[He was going to ask about his experience at first, but. Doodling...]

-did, anyone do that to you...

[... goddamn his big mouth.]

... Can't really deny it now, huh...

-I hope it wasn't permanent ink, at least...

'Course not! You can tell that much by looking, can't ya?

[... Crow, you're forgetting the markers on your face.]

...

Well. I don't know what was drawn on you, by.

Whoever it was.

...so, it wasn't...

Nah, it wasn't.

[A beat, and he lets out a sheepish laugh, scratching his cheek.]

--These don't count!

-if you say so!

[At least it's obvious they aren't part of this tale, even if Crow's made them pretty curious now.]

[He shrugs a bit.]

Ain't that obvious? They don't give people these here.

[... Since they're from the same world, Yuugi should know what he's talking about... right?]

-it's kind of hard to tell what they are, from here.

[He is not an expert on your marks, Crow. Nor is he an expert on drawing on faces.]

--You don't know?

[It's honest surprise on his part. He really thought it was obvious...]

...no. Is it something I should know about?

[Because he's now curious enough to turn on the screen, ghost-types screaming and hovering around or not.]

Well, yeah.

[How could one come from their world and not know that?]

I mean, you must've seen people with criminal markers before, right? Back home.

...no?

[Excuse him if he's looking only further baffled, because.

Criminal?]

I've, seen prison tattoos, but not... Why do you think I've run into those before?

[Crow appears to be just as puzzled, if not more. It's one of the basic things you learn just by living where they both come from, so...]

... They're kinda hard to miss for one, and-- dunno how that worked back in your days, but Security used to make a huge fuss over 'em until a while ago, so... I figured anyone from our parts would know that?

...I've never heard about it before. Criminals just get sent to the prison, and serve time.

...maybe it's just not something from my own time?

Well, yeah, that too, but-- [Don't you worry, he's served his time more than once.

And that... That's never occurred to him, actually.]

You think so? [A beat.] ... So there was a time when Security weren't complete assholes?

...well I don't know a lot of police officers. But I don't think so.

...why would they mark you, though? Some, sort of system for...

[He's not even sure, or rude enough to pull at random. It looks pretty specific for something though, going by Crow's own.]

Back in my-- [He almost says "world" out of habit, but corrects himself.] --time, Security marks most people who committed any sorta crime. Though I guess they've gotten a bit less strict 'bout it now... [He traces one of his markers down his cheek with his finger.] The markers store the data on the criminal and allow to track 'em down with computer program. 'S not that hard to temporarily jam the signal, though. [A shrug.]

As for me... [Crow gives him a slightly sheepish smile.] 'S mostly for burglary and theft of public property. [Big words, big words.] And maybe for assault on officer? ... And maybe criminal contempt or something like that, I dunno.

[A pause, in which he taps his chin thoughtfully.]

... Maybe I should read my file when I get home.

[...Yuugi's not sure what to say... But not for the crimes! Stealing, and fighting with the police? However bad that is, he's ~~living with~~ faced worse.

It's, he can't quite claim Domino would never do that. More...]

I don't think we have technology to pull stuff like that off. Plus, there is still some claim on letting go of crimes served... Mostly.

But- Can you really access your own file? For more than just basic stuff?

[Oh Yuugi, if only you knew what's become of the Domino you know...]

Right, guess that might be it. [The technology part, at least.]

By legal means? Dunno. [But who the fuck would bother with that.] We can hack into their database, though!

[How about he skips that information? Best not traumatize the boy!

But, then, given what Crow just shared anyways...]

...isn't that kind of, counterproductive?

[Yeeaah, no. As bold as Crow may be, casually announcing the poor guy everything and everyone he's loved was destroyed in one of the biggest tragedies in the history of mankind does not lie in his nature.

Instead, he grins in response. Yuugi makes it sound like he thinks Crow hasn't done that before...]

How so? We get what we're looking for, right?

[Ah-ha, awkward grinning back time. Because he half-expects his point not to matter at all, but it is why he hesitated over it, so-]

If they catch you or find out later, it'll just add something else to the file, right?

[Pfft, he's figured it was about something like that. Come on, Yuugi, do you think Crow would get himself caught so easily...?]

That assuming they'd catch us.

Which they wouldn't.

[See that cocky smile? He means it.]

My friend's the best hacker in Japan-- heck, probably one of the best in the world. Security's firewall's like a sieve for him.

[A s- where's a dictionary when he needs it? But he gets the point. And he can smile for the confidence, if nothing else.]

Well, why are you curious, to start with? With things like markings, I don't know what crime records affect, by your time...

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still [video] HEADERS, HOW DO THEY WORK... orz

[audio] gerp, I misled---

[video] NOT FALLING FOR THIS AGAIN!!

[audio] we'll see, we'll see-

[video] X-(!!

[audio] 0=3

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[video] (you are now free!)

[video] VICTORY...!!

[video] /have a trophy!

[video] I want to thank my friends, family...

[video] /snooze-

[video] wow RUDE

[video] /snort! -wha? >xo

[video] HUMPH.

[video] s-so strict.

[video] you bet.

[video] /flail~

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