ow the edge (open)
Who: Kaiba (
blue_ice) and you!
When: One early September morning
Where: All over campus!
What: DUELS. In any and every game. Or try to talk him down from this madness, idk.
Warnings: Excessive edgy shonen rival behavior. Possibly some dark themes, will be labeled in subject lines!
Kaiba's request, in hindsight, was a foolish one. Every interaction between their worlds and this one thus far had been a disaster with unintended consequences, why would this be any different? And why would he risk his most priceless possessions this way? He could kick himself, but that's not going to save his Blue Eyes White Dragons. His hand trembles as he holds them, watching their attack and defense values slowly tick toward zero.
You are not the worthy heir we chose, says the trio of voices in his ear. Your emotions have made you weak. We seal our power from you until you prove that the spirit of a champion lurks within. Crush your foes with precision! Or are you now a coward?
No. He's no coward. Kaiba sweeps through the hallways with an icy expression, searching for prey. Any instrument they might hold for a game draws him...a deck of Fantastic Foils cards. A basketball. A chess board. A wand. Any game, anywhere...he absolutely must win. He swivels to face his chosen opponent.
"You. Duel me. Now."
Are you game? Or more inclined to tell him he's out of his mind? It's your move.
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When: One early September morning
Where: All over campus!
What: DUELS. In any and every game. Or try to talk him down from this madness, idk.
Warnings: Excessive edgy shonen rival behavior. Possibly some dark themes, will be labeled in subject lines!
Kaiba's request, in hindsight, was a foolish one. Every interaction between their worlds and this one thus far had been a disaster with unintended consequences, why would this be any different? And why would he risk his most priceless possessions this way? He could kick himself, but that's not going to save his Blue Eyes White Dragons. His hand trembles as he holds them, watching their attack and defense values slowly tick toward zero.
You are not the worthy heir we chose, says the trio of voices in his ear. Your emotions have made you weak. We seal our power from you until you prove that the spirit of a champion lurks within. Crush your foes with precision! Or are you now a coward?
No. He's no coward. Kaiba sweeps through the hallways with an icy expression, searching for prey. Any instrument they might hold for a game draws him...a deck of Fantastic Foils cards. A basketball. A chess board. A wand. Any game, anywhere...he absolutely must win. He swivels to face his chosen opponent.
"You. Duel me. Now."
Are you game? Or more inclined to tell him he's out of his mind? It's your move.
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He inhales deeply. To lose is to die. Those words from so long ago still echo in the back of his mind. "Have you seen anyone pass by with a game? A ball, a deck of cards...anything?"
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"Does it not strike you as strange that this is happening so suddenly and that nothing changes while it is in my hands? If that card is supposedly based upon myself, why would there be no reaction or change while I was holding it?" ... That makes sense, probably.
"I think there was a group heading outside earlier, though I didn't catch what they were going to do, but it's as good a place to start as any?"
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But it was too late now. He sighed.
"Sounds that way. And...if you do start to feel off, tell someone."
He gave her another worried look.
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"Just... be careful, please?" She barely knows him and yet she still can't help but worry, the familiar visage but entirely different personality and motivations, yet she can't help herself at the end of the day.
Until he's worrying over her and she's just pursing her lips in return. "I'll be fine. It seems myself and that card aren't on the same page to begin with, so I doubt there would be any difference towards myself due to it." As far as she's aware, everything has been perfectly normal for her.
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And...well, and he's just glad she's all right. He nods. "I'll see you later. When this settles we'll see about those books."