i hope we come up with a failsafe plot [[tkb + yuugi]]

[99problems]

It is not often, in Thief King Bakura's experience, that the world seems fit to bestow favors upon the likes of him. Society forms an exact replica of the pyramids the mighty Pharaoh's forefathers built, with the rabble at the base both vast and shadowed while the lone living god at the top basks in the sun. This is called "order". This is called "justice".

By the people at said peak, mind you. What a funny coincidence.

Granted, Bakura doesn't mind shadows. They make his job a hell of a lot easier. But he's also not used to gifts from on high, and tends to treat perceived good fortune with suspicion. A careless thief is a dead thief! Yet this gift.....This.....this incredible, impossible present.....

He can't resist.

"Is it my birthday?" he asks the spirits wreathing him where he lounges atop the stone slab, dangling a heavy golden pendant before him like a pendulum, enjoying watching it swing. "You shouldn't have.....It'll ruin my fun."

The crumpled body whence he'd liberated the necklace hasn't moved. Its skin is paler than Bakura's used to seeing, with clothes he can only describe as "weird as hell" - doesn't recognize the fabric, doesn't recognize the cut. It's shorter than he was expecting, too. But while he's yet to see it in person, he would never mistake that shock of tri-colored hair. Not in conjunction with this delightful gift!

Ahh, he's impatient. Whoever and whatever his unexpected visitor is, Bakura can't wait to thank him. Tossing the pendant around his own neck, he grabs a pail of water, trudges over. Chortles. Looks into the bucket, enjoying the silt he can see floating in it - the bounty of Egypt, so much dirt when applied to a body. Spits in the water.

And upends the pail all over that spiky head.

"Rise and shine!" he crows, delighted - maybe he could've, should've, bound the body's hands and feet, but he is nothing if not a curious soul. How this person reacts to their circumstance, how they try to defend themselves, will tell him a lot. "Ah, but don't make any sudden movements. It'll upset the neighbors."

His grin splits his face like the scar across his eye. "And then you won't stand a ghost...of a chance...."