Waking up in a new place with no idea how he'd gotten there was honestly so normal for Bakura that he almost didn't notice that he had actually been asleep this time.
What he did notice, however, much to his delight, was the sentient trees that had woken him. His entire face lit up, grin so large his face almost couldn't contain it as his eyes all but sparkeled.
"Aaaaa! So cool!" Scrambling to his feet, he looked up, a small, amazed sound escaping as he took in the full height and majesty of the Roaka in front of him.
Wherever this place was? Was awesome.
[B]
Fanboying over Treebeard and friends the Roaka over, Bakura was going through his bookbag and checking out how water damaged the contents are. With a bit of concern, he pulled out one of his notebooks, carefully removing the band holding it closed before opening the pages.
"Just the edges... thank goodness!" he sighed, shoulders going slack. "Just a little sunlight and it should be fine!" he beamed, shifting to carefully set it out next to him before going to the next one. "Glad I didn't write in these in pen!" he laughed, shaking his head.
[C]
The first step of any adventure when there wasn't a starting town tavern-- Mapping! Notebooks properly dried and pencil sharpened, he's carefully filling in the graph paper squares as he walks, face a mask of concentration as he balances the hard backed book in the hook of his arm.
Complicating this setup is the duel bag set up; the usual newbie knapsack hanging off one shoulder while his blue "Jaunt supply kit" backpack hangs off the other.
It's not the best balancing act, but so far, he's managing it. For the moment.
Bakura | New arrival! | OTA
Waking up in a new place with no idea how he'd gotten there was honestly so normal for Bakura that he almost didn't notice that he had actually been asleep this time.
What he did notice, however, much to his delight, was the sentient trees that had woken him. His entire face lit up, grin so large his face almost couldn't contain it as his eyes all but sparkeled.
"Aaaaa! So cool!" Scrambling to his feet, he looked up, a small, amazed sound escaping as he took in the full height and majesty of the Roaka in front of him.
Wherever this place was? Was awesome.
[B]
Fanboying over
Treebeard and friendsthe Roaka over, Bakura was going through his bookbag and checking out how water damaged the contents are. With a bit of concern, he pulled out one of his notebooks, carefully removing the band holding it closed before opening the pages."Just the edges... thank goodness!" he sighed, shoulders going slack. "Just a little sunlight and it should be fine!" he beamed, shifting to carefully set it out next to him before going to the next one. "Glad I didn't write in these in pen!" he laughed, shaking his head.
[C]
The first step of any adventure when there wasn't a starting town tavern-- Mapping! Notebooks properly dried and pencil sharpened, he's carefully filling in the graph paper squares as he walks, face a mask of concentration as he balances the hard backed book in the hook of his arm.
Complicating this setup is the
duelbag set up; the usual newbie knapsack hanging off one shoulder while his blue "Jaunt supply kit" backpack hangs off the other.It's not the best balancing act, but so far, he's managing it. For the moment.