diatu | October Event Log

[The Bonfire]

This seemed like a perfectly welcoming and suitable way to say farewell to a season, so he was in attendance. In fact, Atem was planning on camping out under the stars like so many of the other sundered. Gazing up at the sky, it was nothing like the vistas from home but how could anything compare with that? With the lack of electrical lights, and the sprawling expanse of the desert sand there wasn't anything to compete with the spherical orbs up above. that being said he could still appreciate the sight before him now.

Coming out of his trance, he unfurled a sleeping bag and laid it carefully on the ground. The festive music ensured a jovial mood. If he'd had a mind to, he would have invited someone else to have come along with him but he likely would run into plenty of his fellow classmates to while away the time with.

[This is Halloween]

As the headmaster proceeded down the hall caught up in a flurry of festival excitement, Atem wasn't able to fully assess what had transpired when he'd been struck with that stray show of magical mischief. The first thing he noticed was just how much draftier the hallway felt, and then there was something covering his face and hair....

Feeling oddly exposed, he looked down and caught sight of his midriff but at least that was all that was on display. Whether it was intentional or not, Atem had ended up dressed as either a genie or a dancing..... girl? At least there had been no physiological changes to go with it. He was still male, just dressed in what appeared to be a more feminine costume.

Perhaps he could make it back to the house tower before anyone caught sight of him? Assuming it had not decided to alter it's location yet again.

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The good news (or perhaps the bad news) is that Atem is not alone in his predicament. There's a person in a badly designed Anubis costume---there's a fully encasing jackal head, cape, skirt, and no of course shirt. Kaiba can hardly believe their terrible luck.

He's dumbstruck for a moment as they face each other in the hallway, and then with a nod and a cough he decides to pass by without saying anything. Please don't recognize him...

The other hall occupant is more sufficiently disguised as some of Atem's bright blond locks escaped being concealed. Still, his eyes locked on to the other silently questioning who it could be and if they could be sworn to secrecy. The height suggests someone tall, but the Anubis head makes it hard to be accurate in guessing. The chest is well defined.

When neither one speaks a word the other unfortunate student starts to make his departure. After he passes by, Atem decides to speak. "Wait."

"You can't go that way." He pivoted on his feet to look at the back of the retreating figure. "There's a class that's about to let out. If you want to avoid being seen you should follow me." If they were as keen on not being spotted that is.

"Fine. Lead the way."

Kaiba really hopes the mask is enough to distort his voice. He'd know the pharaoh's voice anywhere...and he'll always follow, whether he admits it or not.

Best to keep his sentences short. "Headmaster prank?"

There's something about the tone that gives Atem momentary pause- but for now he hasn't quite figured it out.

With a nod,"This way then." He aimed for an adjacent corridor but before going down it he pressed his back to the wall and leaned over enough to peer down it. "The coast is clear." Pushing himself off the stone structure he proceeded to walk as swiftly and as quietly as he could manage.

"Definitely." Then with a laugh,"If I had run into you under different circumstances I would have been more concerned. I'm not quite ready to return to the land of the dead."

Kaiba feels himself oddly heartened by that statement. They'd discussed the subject before, of course, but to know that his friend still had a reason to stay...

He nodded. "Good, because I wouldn't want you to. And I really hope he wouldn't be insulted to be mistaken for this tacky costume."

And there was his distinctive snort. Seems he'd gotten too comfortable.

Atem was unwittingly answering a question that had been posed to him before and it was true- he was less inclined to leave now than he had been when he first arrived.

The answer he received however had him glancing to the side and up at this costumed gentleman. Somehow those words felt more emotionally charged than they should have been for a casual stranger. Who else had he seen on campus that was this tall? "... Mm yes, I suppose it isn't wholly authentic."

Looking back down the hallway he allowed a silence to pass between them before calling the other out. ".. and if anyone knew anything about flashy costuming it would be you... Kaiba."

Kaiba freezes in place, a curious shade of pink spreading down his neck and over his shoulders. At the sound of his name, the mask mysteriously loosens and falls away, leaving him standing there with a flustered expression and mussed hair.

"That's enough, pharaoh. Come on."

He yanks on Atem's wrist, in a sudden hurry to get them away from public view.

"...have I mentioned that I hate this place?"

When his companion came to an abrupt halt it took only a pace later for Atem to as well. Perhaps he shouldn't have acknowledged the other's identity but he really didn't think that Kaiba had any reason to feel embarrassed. In fact the sight of him standing there flushed and half-clothed was rather pleasing to the eye. The embarrassment was soon mirrored as Atem forced himself to look away, now grateful that his veil covered the pink tinge on his features. He had no business thinking of such things now.

"I wasn't going to press it further." He replied still finding the stone floor a suitable source to direct his attention to. Consequently, when Kaiba reaches out to grab him he wasn't expecting it. The first step is more of a stumble but he corrects himself after that.

"I'm sure you must have at least a dozen times now."

"That's because it just gets worse all the time."

Kaiba can't really explain why he's so embarrassed...he knows he looks good, and he's confident and secure in his relationship. Maybe it's just the idea of being vulnerable in front of the man who always pierced his armor in the worst ways. But at least he's not the only one looking like this.

He does smile a little as they hurry along...once he remembers to let go of him. Finally, thankfully, they reach a tower. Atem and Yugi's tower.

"You'll be safe here until it wears off."

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Squint. "Atem?" No suck luck. "Is that... Is that you?" Lady has to cover a chuckle as she makes her way closer. "Interesting costume... but, ah, you look... good." Lady, herself, is in an outfit befitting a Death Queen( scythe included ).

"If you're looking to make a quick getaway, then I might be able to assit... my lady."

"Lady?!" He startled at her call, and his back stiffened. Apparently even with his face covered his identity was instantly apparent. ~~It wasn't very good as a disguise~~. "Thanks....... uh... I think?" Sounding more like a question. He noted that her outfit looked a little drafty, but he tried not to let his eyes linger too long. "That's... some elaborate get up that you wound up with."

"Thank yo-" Trailing off when she added that last part. Crossing his arms over his chest, his face darkened in coloration the embarrassment evident. "Nevermind that lady business... you're the only Lady here."

It wasn't a good disguise at all. Atem was a pretty recognizable person, what with the hair. "It's not bad. Kind of reminds me of home, if I'm, ah, behind honest. I don't really mind it, and it could have been worse..." She tries not to imply that she could have gotten stuck with something like this, but she probably does it unintentionally. Oops.

Lady bites her lip to stifle a chuckle. "Certainly." She offers him a hand. "Shall we?"

The head covering had no chance of fully suppressing that quaff. "Oh..... yes I suppose in someways it would." Though her usual attire didn't seem quite as...... open; so he wondered if that meant she had something more revealing in her own dimension. Pushing the inappropriate thoughts aside. "It's not really... that bad is it?" Holding his arms out to the side and looking down for inspection. Everything of importance was covered.

He eyed the offered hand dubiously, before taking it. "I could try to reverse the spell... but since it was the headmistress herself.............." It might be safer just to try and change clothes back at his room.

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And she had seen a lot worse back home. Lady didn't dress nearly as bad as some as the other Drackin, who wore next to nothing! but the outfit she had on now was definitely one of the most revealing ones in her wardrobe. If not for the fact that Atem was dressed down she'd probably be more embarrassed, but thankfully he looked a bit ridiculous too, so when in Rome! "It looks good on you. I don't think everybody could have pulled that off so well."

As soon as he takes her hand she tugs him closely and quickly heads down the rest of the hall until they're outside. Once outside she wraps her other arm around his waist and gives her wings a flap, so they can make a quick and clean getaway. "Which dorm are you in again?"

To be fair her outfit was covering all the important bits too, which was just making him feel a little more guilty for being so distracted with the flashes of skin in the first place. There were duel monsters cards with less attire and he didn't have an issue with them. At least his outfit had the added advantage of making her feel more at ease. "I'm not sure if that's making it worse, or better!" Looking at her incredulously. He couldn't hold the serious expression for long before he brightened up and laughed at the situation.

Atem wasn't sure what she was planning but he trusted in her directions. Once they were outside he only felt marginally more exposed to prying eyes. Was she sure about this? Before he can question it they're airborne. "Aer et Calculum".

As soon as he told her which dorm he stayed at she took off for it, not leaving any extra seconds for anybody to look up and see them, because that would certainly be awkward. It didn't take long to reach the Tower, especially given that they were flying and she decided to land them at the back, so they'd be away from prying eyes. It wouldn't take long to circle back to the front besides.

"I'm guessing you plan to change, yeah? Are you going to get into another costume for the celebration of... whatever holiday this is, or are you just going to put on some regular clothes?"

Even if anyone had been looking it would have been hard to make out what they were witnessing. Also, was he ever going to get used to Lady being able to lift him with such ease? As soon as they landed by the tower he remembered to issue his thanks.

"Mm. I was planning on it." He agreed easily to that question. "Ha- well that I hadn't considered." Then he thought to fill her in on some details since she must not celebrate it at home either. "It's called Halloween and it's a celebration thought to be held in honor of the dead... but it's turned into an excuse to dress in costume and consume candy." Smiling at that last part.

Lady might be petite, but she's an absolutely powerhouse. It probably comes from being a dragon. She generally tends not to show off her strength, because she doesn't need to give people any more reasons to fear her, but she figured most people weren't paying attention, so there was no harm in literally grabbing him and flying off.

"It seems like a lot of the holidays I have heard about have changed over the years, but I guess there's nothing wrong with that... traditions often change... Are you going to eat candy?" Sweets generally weren't her thing, but that's because back home they didn't have many.

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"I feel like they should have supplied sleeping bags once the Towers started absconding," Isabel said, chuckling a little. She didn't have a sleeping bag, herself, but she had a tarp and about a half a dozen blankets, along with another pillow. (She could always use another pillow, she knew, so it didn't feel like a waste.)

"I've also got a few pies--they're not Headmaster Birony's, but she must be off somewhere crashed from a sugar coma. Surprised she didn't zap me with her wand, but I've actually got an idea of my own for a Halloween costume, at some point..."

Isabel set down her tarp and arranged her blankets on it, setting the bag of pastry up at one end so she wouldn't accidentally crush it. She settled herself on her stomach, crossing her arms on her pillow and grinning over at Atem. "So, how've you been?"

Not that they hadn't seen each other, but she was always curious.

Looking up from his task he smiled when he caught sight of Isabel's face. "Yes, that and perhaps they should have given us more warning than a for seconds time." It was apparently a yearly occurrence and no one had thought to inform them well ahead of time. The fastidiousness of the cleaning staff was often a source for contention. Isabel might not have had a sleeping bag but the supplies she did have seemed equally sufficient- or more so since if it happened to rain the tarp could be repurposed.

Pie was getting to be a tradition for them to share, a delicious one at that. The latter part of that sentence made his expression falter for a few moments. Had she seen him in the costume he'd been gifted with? "Oh? What sort of costume did you have in mind?"

As she set up her space it started to look more appealing than his own. the tarp placed a barrier between her and the ground, so moisture would be less of an issue and it also provided her more space to play with. Still, he plunked himself down on the sleeping bag for now. "Just fine, what about yourself?". His response was horribly lacking in details but the last month- though busy in itself -had been filled with more monotonous endeavors that wouldn't make interesting subjects for conversation.

"You're not wrong, but they probably forgot, honestly. If it's something that happens every year? They're jaded and used to it, and so to them? Utterly trivial." Isabel shrugged at that. "It's like me looking forward to tryouts. It happens every year, and basically everyone knows who's going to move forward, so it's usually nothing to write home about."

She paused, then. "Well, this year would've been weird for me if I were at home. I was going from the juniors to the regular, so that's a whole new level. I might've washed out!" Isabel laughed at that--mostly because she figured it wasn't terribly likely, but there was always a possibility...

"Oh, Aaron and I were discussing costumes, and he liked my idea for one of the Grecian embodiments of the wind for him, and for me? A wood nymph," she said, grinning. Isabel had not seen Atem's outfit--she really would have tried, but been unable to resist making a comment about it if she had.

"Hey, if the ground's damp where you are, I can make room. Other than El disappearing for a bit? Not much out of the ordinary. Just that. And we were exploring some catacombs, but I couldn't tell you exactly where they were, as we kinda got there by portal." Isabel shrugged.

"You're probably right- although." Thinking back on some of the things they've had to encounter already, including the impromptu costuming and Birony's maniacal sugar-infused laughter." I can't help feeling our surprise might also serve as some mild amusement." The comparison she followed with seemed a little boastful on her part but he didn't say as much. He had seen her on the sports field before so she had little reason not to be confident in that area.

.. but then she backpedaled. He chuckled and added,"Well from what I've seen you wouldn't have been in any danger of that."

"Ah- so you both are planning on following a theme." Nymphs themselves were often portrayed as reclusive creatures, shy even. He couldn't say that he ever thought of Isabel as shy but then what would be the point of dressing up in costume if you weren't going for something different? Besides there was much she could do with an outfit in terms of creativity so it made a pretty picture in his mind. "I hadn't really considered one myself." Since he was not in the habit of celebrating that holiday.

"Its not yet, but I imagine the dew will change that by morning.... so... if you don't mind I'll take you up on that offer. I wasn't thinking ahead." For once. He frowned a bit at the thought of Eleven's odd experience. He still wasn't entirely sure why that had happened in the first place. "A portal?" That reminded him of that card Yugi possessed. "How was the portal created in the first place?"

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"Oh, who can tell what amuses Headmaster Birony? Anything and everything, if you ask me." Isabel gave a little snort at that, but really, it was good-natured. If she was a Marauder, she was pretty harmless as those went. She'd heard of plenty of the more destructive sort, back where she'd come from.

Isabel laughed and waved a hand at Atem, now. "Oh, you flatter me--I think I was pretty complacent, so if I didn't up my game, well. I'd be in the bleachers, watching my cousin compete!" Not that Isabel would blame Ronnie one minute, if she made it and Isabel herself did not. Ronnie worked hard for what she did. Isabel admired her for it, though neither of them really discussed that among themselves. Maybe she ought to change that, when she got home.

"You hadn't? Maybe you should--unless the thought of running around and getting candy tires you out. I actually would herd my siblings, so it didn't bother me too much." And she never ended up eating all of her haul--there were enough other family members to make inroads on it.

"Not at all, I don't mind a bit!" That said, she got up from her sprawl and tugged her blankets and pillow over to one side, rescuing the pies as well. They could have them later. "We might still get wet, but at least it'll be a mild dampening and not total saturation." She paused at his next question, lips pursing as she tried not to frown.

"It was some sort of eyeball monster, from what El told me," she said, finally. "It said 'oh, crap, it's you' like it knew him, but disappeared, and left the portal behind it. Mr. Fell and Eleven and I went into it...probably not the best idea in our lives, but we made it out, at least."

"At least no one can argue that she doesn't have a love of life." Trying to place a positive spin on it. They both seemed to take some amusement from the subject. He supposed that Birony was preferable to a more strict disciplinarian.

To his words she replied even more humbly. It was a charming reaction really. "I suppose there was that possibility but you do see to have a natural talent for athleticism."

"I suppose I could." With a snort, "I'd like to think that I have enough endurance for that." It just didn't seem like something someone in his age bracket would engage in. That he kept to himself, not wishing to sound like like a total stick in the mud. "It sounds as if you have some very fond memories attached to these festivities."

He felt bad making her have to move, but he soon relocated his sleeping bag to one side of the tarp. Guess he hadn't been looking forward to waking up potentiality soaked. "Thank you."

"It sounds like I missed quite an adventure. I'm relieved that you all made it back as well." Atem thought favorable of all parties that had been mentioned so their loss would have been tragic.

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