[Open] RNG Path

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It had been nearly dusk, you and Atem walking side by side on the way to somewhere. As you both continued walking there were strange flashes of light in front of your eyes, but he didn't seem to be reacting strangely so you didn't say anything. Next you were feeling heat, flustered, unnerved by something. It was then that Atem finally turned to you

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lol 5, not nearly as nice as Yuugi up thar. >>

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Atem really shouldn't have recognized him. Kaiba had never kept weight on in the best of times, and now was barely more than skin, bone, and sinew built from heavy work. Visible cheekbones and a stark jawline were hidden under shaggy, unkempt hair (reminiscent of Mokuba's in thickness) and three months growth of facial hair. His chest was bare and covered with barely healing welts from whips and clubs. It almost matched the net of scars on his back, also marked with a few fresher wounds. Everything that wasn't covered with dried blood was marked with dirt, just as the bandits were

I'm actually surprised you didn't pick four XD

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He had come here with the exact same plan of revenge in mind. Seeing Kaiba's condition only furthered his anger and need for blood. But Kaiba had been the one forced into this position, taken down and abused by these people. In pride alone Atem could understand his need to sate the feeling for revenge.

A shorter sword was pulled from behind his cape and tossed to Kaiba as he contended with another man afterwards.

"How many are you planning on killing?" He called as he smacked through another two trying to take him head on. His puzzle could easily clear up all of this but it was Kaiba's decision alone. The man deserved payback.

I didn't pick anything, it was the roll, I swear. >>

[shutupandduelme]

Kaiba had never held a sword in his life, as least as far as he was aware of. But as the ropes around his ankles were cut and he felt the weight of it in his hand, all he could think of was running them through.

"All of them," he swore, his voice as dark as it had been during Death-T, or the worst of Gozaburo's antics. He wanted all of their blood on his hands. He didn't care..and he certainly didn't wait for Atem's permission. The sword was already flashing in his hands, Kaiba stepping in to engage with any bandit within reach, no matter what the risk of injury.

WELL YOU COULD HAVE PICKED I MEAN

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He was toeing a fine line here, he knew. Kaiba could have easily fallen back into a very dark and insane place that Atem just did not want or need him to be in. He was hoping the other could take care of himself, could fight this out and return to a better place after. Would revenge do that?

But he couldn't just stand out of the way and let himself get attacked. He tried to keep the ones on the side where they are, just routing through them with well practiced precision and an uncaring hand as he took their lives. If nothing else, Kaiba would at least want the head of the boss. And Atem would abide by it.

COME ON MAN, CHARACTER TORTURE AND AN OPPORTUNITY FOR CRAZY AT THIS LEVEL? HOW COULD I PASS IT UP?

[shutupandduelme]

What a glorious dream this was. Kaiba let his detachment save him, shield him from the insignificant slices he got from the thieves' own attacks. He just didn't care anymore. There was no energy to waste, no time available for talking or deciding who was friend or foe. He could only lean on his own knowledge; a head, heart, neck, or deep belly strike would kill a man.

After a few kills, Kaiba was smirking. After a few more, he was full on laughing. He always won, no matter what the tactics of his enemies. Always. Their failure was not killing him in the first place, and they would learn one by one. There would always be another waiting in line for their defeat. When there wasn't, he turned to set his sights on the fools on the side, especially the one with the wild hair. There were only enemies in this world. The idiot who armed him would be next

UR RIGHT.

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His eyes were mostly with the other when he wasn't fighting off somebody. It was nearly too much for him to see Kaiba this way. It was reminiscent of very dark times that he wanted nothing to do with anymore. But he couldn't just stop him, especially not when he had to fend for himself.

It seemed like the thick of men on his side had died out (at his hands) soon enough and he was left turning to Seto. The brunet was on his knees, Atem couldn't see for what reason. He'd said something as well, but the Pharaoh failed to hear it. He moved in quicker when he noticed someone going in for a kill.

His sword was brought up to block the blow before he very succinctly punched the man in the stomach. Quickly after he was dazed Atem brought his sword through the man's chest in one quick, clean motion. It was removed just as easily, his skin, his clothes and his sword all stained with blood at this point. The sounds in the cave were all gone now. Either all the men had been killed or the rest had fled.

"Seto..." He murmured, turning to the

I'M ALWAYS RIGHT

[shutupandduelme]

Kaiba didn't even flinch as the man was killed right over him. He had his core in his hands, his focus. Everything else was irrelevant, though slightly less irrelevant as it had been a few minutes ago. Not that he could get up to react, anyway.

At the sound of his name, his head turned. Feverishly bright blue eyes, sunken into a face that seemed to have no fat on it at all anymore, fixed on the other. "Seto," he murmured. He repeated it again as he slipped the locket cord over his neck, though he still didn't let go of it. "You only call me that in the good dreams. This has been the best one yet. I must be running out of time."

...ALWAYS?

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The Pharaoh frowned very deeply, going to one knee to place a very tentative hand on the other's shoulder. The sword was slipped between the gold band around his waist. "I'm sorry." He should have found this place sooner. He should have prevented this from happening. It was all his fault and he knew it.

"Let me take you back to the palace now." He couldn't fix the odd problem of being here in this strange warped version of his homeland yet. Maybe he hadn't been really looking for a solution. Kaiba had come first. And he would come first now. He needed to be taken care of.

ALWAYS. :|

[shutupandduelme]

There was no reaction to the hand on his shoulder, either. Atem was touching him, too? This was a very nice dream indeed, if a little misguided.

"Now don't start getting my hopes up," he mocked. He knew what was coming next. All of this would fade sooner or later, and he would have nothing left but wisps of memory. His hand clenched around the locket, while his other hand traced some of the blood from his newest injuries.

"You and I both know that I'm not going there. So save it and just let me enjoy these last few minutes, okay?"

>> idk about that

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Atem stood after just another moment. There was only one real way to do this. He might have been about to very awkwardly carry Kaiba out of her, what with the loss of his physical presence, but it wasn't the best way.

"The only reason you can't leave is your own ability. Don't tell me that even after they've died by your hand these men still have the ability to keep you here." His tone was quiet, though not quite cold and not spoken with a sneer but a deep-set frown.

"Let's go, Seto." He said once more, offering a hand to help the other up.

HDU

[shutupandduelme]

Blue eyes went from that hand to Atem's eyes. Kaiba smirked weakly.

"The costume suits you," he rasped, "but it won't make me jump to your orders any more than usual." His hand curved into a fist as Kaiba started the long and laborious process of getting up himself. Atem's offered hand went ignored, even as Kaiba stumbled forward from the effort.

:|

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His hand returned to his side when it was ignored. It was painful to watch this but what more could he do? "This place does not suit you." He said in turn, really left with nothing else to do about any of it.

He did move forward, hand suddenly outward as the other lurched forward, ready to help him if need be. His eyes left Kaiba now as he turned towards the mouth of the cave. "My horse is waiting outside."

I AM ALWAYS RIGHT

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"Horse?" Kaiba repeated before shaking his head and snorting. Horses. Desert bandits. That fucking language he shouldn't know. How did he get dragged into these things? Even his hallucinations continued to throw these things at him.

"I've never ridden before," he admitted quietly as he continued to stumble forward.

LIES

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"That's alright." Kaiba wouldn't really be doing any riding, just sitting behind him. The palace was a little far out from there, though, so he wanted to get going as soon as possible. Before they exited he stopped to turn to the other, unclipping his cape from his shoulders and handing it to the other.

"Use this to cover up." Kaiba seemed beaten up and worn down enough already. They didn't need to add heat stroke on top of that.

NO U

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The cape went ignored too. "I can't feel it anymore," Kaiba replied bluntly. "Getting your clothes dirty for that is a..waste of time."

He kept moving forward until he could look at the animal. Hallucination or not, the CEO wasn't in the habit of trusting his wellbeing to a dumb animal. Kaiba glanced down at his hands with a frown. Could he even hold on?

"...I was going to walk anyway," he rasped, shaking his head. Walk when he freed himself. Waiting for a rescue was silly, or so he thought. "..I can do that."

NUH UH

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Kaiba being difficult should have been foreseen but this was a level of ridiculous he could not tolerate. For now the cape was attached back to his shoulders before he stepped up to the horse and mounted. A hand was offered to the brunet.

"Walking would be very stupid. The destination is too far away for us to make it in good time if you do that and you'll pass out from heat stroke long before we even see the palace in the distance." His tone was serious, not giving much room for argument.