He vaguely heard the disant rapping noise, but fandom was much more important at the moment and besides, it was probably one of his father's business assosciates. He had just finished a rather melodramatic reply to one of Echizen's comments when a shrieking noise caught his attention and told him it most definitely wasn't a business man.
The maid's reaction left Atobe with three options. Either Ryuuzaki-san had turned up in her pink bikini, Akutsu had turned up in all his ugly glory, or Death had turned up for their game of chess. Musing over how odd it was to hope that Death was at your door, Atobe tentatively made his way to the landing.
Death had become visible after rapping on Atobe's door, so that when Atobe opened it he would know who was there. He should have known that he'd be seen the instant he became visible, but what was done was done. The maid had shrieked and run off, fear colouring her movements. Death waited patiently for Atobe to approach him, then said, with a voice like the slamming of coffin lids, HELLO, ATOBE.
Wearing black taffeta in theme with his rather morbid visitor, Atobe welcomed Death into his home over-jovially, still a little unsure as to what pissing Death off would do to his future.
As Death made his (Was Death a 'he'? Atobe wondered to himself) way through the door, Atobe flicked his hair out of his face magnificently.
"The chess board is just through those double doors, if you'd like to make your way through. Would you care for a hot beverage?"
Death grinned. There wasn't much else he could do, being a skeleton and whatnot, but this time he would much rather have been smiling benevolently. YES, THANK YOU, he said in response to Atobe's question. WHAT SORT OF BEVERAGE DO YOU HAVE? He went through the magnificent double doors and found himself in front of an equally magnificent chess board. He sat down on the side with the black pieces and proceeded to examine his surroundings.
((ooc: I royally suck at chess. Just warning you. XD))
"We have some chai tea my father just ordered in, it's divine," Atobe called through the kitchen doors. Not used to making tea (or doing anything, for that matter) by himself, he hastily added the tea leaves and stirred it all up haphazardly before bringing a pot and some expensive looking cups out on a tray.
Sitting down opposite Death, he smirked.
"That eager to play already? No time for pleasantaries?"
(OOC: Haha, it's OK. I used to play for my county. *dorky*)
Death carefully refrained from laughing softly. He really didn't want to frighten his companion. He took the cup of tea from the tray in his skeletal hands and sipped it, relishing the warmth against his bones. YOU MUST FORGIVE ME, MR. ATOBE, he said. I AM ENTIRELY UNFAMILIAR WITH ACTING SOCIABLE, AND SO MIGHT SEEM RUDE AT TIMES. I DO NOT KNOW WHETHER IT WOULD BE APPROPRIATE TO ENQUIRE AS TO YOUR WELL-BEING, IN LIGHT OF RECENT EVENTS. He sipped at the chai tea again, appreciating, more than the taste, the fact that Atobe had made the tea himself.
The maid's reaction left Atobe with three options. Either Ryuuzaki-san had turned up in her pink bikini, Akutsu had turned up in all his ugly glory, or Death had turned up for their game of chess. Musing over how odd it was to hope that Death was at your door, Atobe tentatively made his way to the landing.
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As Death made his (Was Death a 'he'? Atobe wondered to himself) way through the door, Atobe flicked his hair out of his face magnificently.
"The chess board is just through those double doors, if you'd like to make your way through. Would you care for a hot beverage?"
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((ooc: I royally suck at chess. Just warning you. XD))
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Sitting down opposite Death, he smirked.
"That eager to play already? No time for pleasantaries?"
(OOC: Haha, it's OK. I used to play for my county. *dorky*)
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