Strategy 23 - A Numbing Effect [Video Post]
[The picture turns on, showing the fleeing form of a cat briefly, before the focus adjusts automatically and you can see Kaiba in front of a mirror in his bedroom. He's been up all night again and it shows, from the coffee cup perched on a nearby table, the pristine condition of his bedsheets, and the shadows under his eyes. He's shifting colors rapidly now, from black to a pale yellow to a flash of deep and strong red that didn't last very long and finally to an interesting split between a pale pink and a strong black.]
Hn..If those idiots still haven't figured it out by this morning and are still screaming about it, I might just have to give up on them completely. A child could learn what this is about.
[He watches the mirror again intently, his hand against his jaw and then ghosting over his cheek, making the pink color darken slightly before it all faded to a uniform light gray. Kaiba closes his eyes, and it changes again to white and stays there. He opens his eyes again and smirks. It had taken him all night to relearn how to do this.]
Best lesson you ever taught me, old man. Can't really afford to feel right now, can I?
[He turns away from the mirror to grab his trench (blue this time, white on white makes him look like a ghost and that is the last thing he wanted to be reminded of right now), his key, and the L337POD, the last thing visible being his hand over it before it cuts out]
Hn..If those idiots still haven't figured it out by this morning and are still screaming about it, I might just have to give up on them completely. A child could learn what this is about.
[He watches the mirror again intently, his hand against his jaw and then ghosting over his cheek, making the pink color darken slightly before it all faded to a uniform light gray. Kaiba closes his eyes, and it changes again to white and stays there. He opens his eyes again and smirks. It had taken him all night to relearn how to do this.]
Best lesson you ever taught me, old man. Can't really afford to feel right now, can I?
[He turns away from the mirror to grab his trench (blue this time, white on white makes him look like a ghost and that is the last thing he wanted to be reminded of right now), his key, and the L337POD, the last thing visible being his hand over it before it cuts out]