[In Progress] -Open-

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Who: Atem and OPEN to anyone who would like a chaperon or who just wants HEY HELP HIM.
What: Welcome to Domino!
When: February 1st, in the afternoon after all the characters get there.
Where: Wandering the streets, parks, wherever you'd like to run into him because he just needs to keep moving.
Warnings: CARD GAMES? ANNOYING CHILDREN? COPIOUS AMOUNTS

Comments

They're out to get everyone D:

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Once Seto let him go he immediately retreated a step, trying to get a hold of his thoughts and emotions- lest he say, his heart? It was close, oh he had been close enough to reach out and taste something no one else had seen, save for his brother. And with that he was satisfied. He'd been close, and if he could get that close, he could again.

His own pride had to be attended to, and as tightly as Seto had held him and then acted this way, the walls rose back into place. He grinned, falling back into something easier, something familiar, something he knew the brunet would have rathered right then.

"Well I'm about to go be less useful outside." He remarked back. "But if you think of a way I could be helpful to you, let me know. I'll consider it." Then the grin widened, he tipped his head to the side, eying Seto rather unabashedly.

"Your staff might also be concerned with the fact that there has been no yelling, and that I am leaving your office a half an hour later. I wonder what they might think." Actually, he did wonder what this would mean for his staff. He was sure they weren't used to seeing someone stick around so long and leave with a smile.

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"You're wasting your time," Kaiba replied smoothly, straightening his tie and heading back to the desk like absolutely nothing of note had happened. "People who have been contained for so long are not going to want to go near each other when they don't have to. I probably didn't even have to offer the monetary incentive to get them out of this city. But do as you will. We'll see what the results are, I suppose, when people start trying to leave. As it is, I don't have time to babysit them."

However, Atem's second comment drew a frown onto Kaiba's face. He was right about how odd the situation might seem. Oddness led to questions, questions led to gossip, and gossip was wasting company time and drew in the media into something they didn't need to be in. He needed to do something. Looking around in his desk, the brunet finally drew out a heavy glass paperweight, put there specifically to be breakable. With a quick heft of the paperweight, he glanced at Atem.

"When you go outside, look upset," he said coolly, before he turned to the doors and threw the glass weight against them. It shattered with a thunk and a satisfying rain of glass, and Seto smirked. "NOW GET OUT!" he snarled to no one in particular, but it was a perfectly familiar tone to those outside who had been working for KaibaCorp for years.

[note_atem]

"It is mine to waste." He responded, though looked quite confused when Seto suddenly was cradling a glass weight in his hand. In fact, his look of confusion could almost be called scared. It didn't click for a second what exactly was going on, because he actually didn't think Kaiba cared about what his employees thought about him. Much less he thought Seto's personal life would not be tolerated for discussion.

But the calm before the fake storm had him smirking, eyes lowering. "I would be happy to keep your mean-spirited image up for you, Seto. But consider this you owing me." Atem acted for no one, unless there was something to gain.

The shattering behind him didn't even entice a jump, but his hand moved to the handle of the door, a smirk at Kaiba over his shoulder before a scowl came over his features. He exited the room, slamming the door shut behind him, taking his little pseudo-tirade all the way to the elevator and not looking any the less grumpy until he was outside and far away from the K.C. employees eyes.