Kaiba already has his jacket with subspace pockets, and he's happy with it too, but he'd like to bring his casual wardrobe a little more up to his personal standards. To that end, he's summoning belts and spikes, going for that tough black leather look he loves so much.
The end result? Try to get too close to him and you're likely to end up lashed by belts. He's already tied up in a mass of them, extending from his sleeves and boots.
"...I hate this school."
come float away
Kaiba's mood is much improved by the second class. He considers these spells essential to learn, so he's practicing with an all-out elemental fight. He's quickly shifting flames and fusing elements in his attacks, a little singed and soaked from previous battles, but he's getting better at it.
He smirks at his opponent...only for his not-quite-dispelled wards to suddenly react to a new threat, bouncing him up in the air. Practicing down the hall from the pocket summoning class was definitely a bad idea, because there's suddenly a flood of pudding gushing across the floor.
"Pudding. Of all things. Couldn't they have tried to go for something useful?" He's still bouncing uselessly in the air, by the way.
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Kaiba already has his jacket with subspace pockets, and he's happy with it too, but he'd like to bring his casual wardrobe a little more up to his personal standards. To that end, he's summoning belts and spikes, going for that tough black leather look he loves so much.
The end result? Try to get too close to him and you're likely to end up lashed by belts. He's already tied up in a mass of them, extending from his sleeves and boots.
"...I hate this school."
come float away
Kaiba's mood is much improved by the second class. He considers these spells essential to learn, so he's practicing with an all-out elemental fight. He's quickly shifting flames and fusing elements in his attacks, a little singed and soaked from previous battles, but he's getting better at it.
He smirks at his opponent...only for his not-quite-dispelled wards to suddenly react to a new threat, bouncing him up in the air. Practicing down the hall from the pocket summoning class was definitely a bad idea, because there's suddenly a flood of pudding gushing across the floor.
"Pudding. Of all things. Couldn't they have tried to go for something useful?" He's still bouncing uselessly in the air, by the way.