The Third X; The King of Thieves, Bakurah's Deceit
OOC: WARNING, BAKURA-CENTERED FICT! Oh and thanks again for the reviews!
Recap: Cursing himself for over analyzing the situation, Bakurah ran off as soon as he heard the older man yeah angrily when he noticed his statue to be missing. He left with more than a little satisfaction..
Bakurah laughed coldly to himself over the rim of the ale he was drinking, the drunk fool was picking a fight with the tavern keeper. The guard for the pharaoh will loose his life if he doesn't quit his loud mouthed comments about the high priest of Rah.
"And to the priest's younger brother, what a fool." He mumbled to himself with a chuckle. The guard whom he soon found to be known as Jou something or other, would be banned from this tavern if he didn't quit being such a loudmouthed mutt. "Quiet Dog!" Bakurah found himself yelling at the inebriated guard.
Jou stood up sloppily and walked over to Bakurah's table, "Yea n oo d'ya tink u re eh?" asked Jou while slamming his mug of ale on the table. Bakurah chuckled darkly at the 'dog', slowly he drank the rest of his ale and stood up. "I'm the thief lord, and you?" he said politely; very unlike him in every way. Jou's head snapped up, "wat d'ya say?" Bakurah chuckled and let his hood drop. Several men in the tavern lunged at him and Mokuba yelled, "GET OUT!! YOU AREN'T GOING TO WRECK MY TAVERN!!" Ten men came out of the shadows and began shoving the fight outside into the streets.
Sorry this chapter is soo short.
OOC: WARNING, BAKURA-CENTERED FICT! Oh and thanks again for the reviews!
Recap: Cursing himself for over analyzing the situation, Bakurah ran off as soon as he heard the older man yeah angrily when he noticed his statue to be missing. He left with more than a little satisfaction..
Bakurah laughed coldly to himself over the rim of the ale he was drinking, the drunk fool was picking a fight with the tavern keeper. The guard for the pharaoh will loose his life if he doesn't quit his loud mouthed comments about the high priest of Rah.
"And to the priest's younger brother, what a fool." He mumbled to himself with a chuckle. The guard whom he soon found to be known as Jou something or other, would be banned from this tavern if he didn't quit being such a loudmouthed mutt. "Quiet Dog!" Bakurah found himself yelling at the inebriated guard.
Jou stood up sloppily and walked over to Bakurah's table, "Yea n oo d'ya tink u re eh?" asked Jou while slamming his mug of ale on the table. Bakurah chuckled darkly at the 'dog', slowly he drank the rest of his ale and stood up. "I'm the thief lord, and you?" he said politely; very unlike him in every way. Jou's head snapped up, "wat d'ya say?" Bakurah chuckled and let his hood drop. Several men in the tavern lunged at him and Mokuba yelled, "GET OUT!! YOU AREN'T GOING TO WRECK MY TAVERN!!" Ten men came out of the shadows and began shoving the fight outside into the streets.
Sorry this chapter is soo short.