Eye for eye and this for that

Oct 22, 2011 21:12

WHO: Alastair and Kaiba
WHERE: Spark Roast
WHEN: Sunday morning around 11 am
WARNINGS: swearing?
SUMMARY: Alastair was tasked with getting Kaiba out of the house prior to his birthday party. Hijinks ensue.
FORMAT: we are the prose monsters

You hit me I'll hit you back )

seto kaiba | n/a, alastair | hacker, *in progress

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ceodragon October 23 2011, 02:41:02 UTC
Kaiba was not having a good day. He knew something was up as soon as he woke up. Mokuba had been acting odd for a few days. He assumed it had something to do with his closely approaching birthday. He always made a big deal out of Mokuba's and hadn't found a way to explain he didn't want anything in a way his brother actually believed. At least he thought he had until Tuesday before whatever plans Mokuba was making would actually come to fruition ( ... )

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hackeralastair October 23 2011, 02:49:39 UTC
It was still warm enough in Alastair's estimation to be riding his bike around - he wasn't putting it up for the winter until there were snowflakes, no sir. It pulled up down the block from Spark Roast with minutes to spare, and Alastair sashayed his way up the sidewalk with his gray coat floating magnificently behind him. Perfect, he thought as he ducked inside and checked to see whether his prey had made it. The shop wasn't too busy, they could have a chat without making too much of a scene. He took off his sunglasses and ordered his new signature drink before this could all get started.

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ceodragon October 23 2011, 03:01:24 UTC
Kaiba arrived shortly after. It was an imposing sight on a Sunday morning. He threw open the door and glared at everyone in the shop looking for the annoyance that had brought him out here.

Seeing him at the counter, he walked right up behind him and barked, "What?"

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hackeralastair October 23 2011, 03:05:58 UTC
Fortunately for Alastair, he was in the process of turning around, so he saw Kaiba out of the corner of his eye moments before he could be startled into dropping his coffee.

"I see you got my message," he said as smoothly as he could. Tipping his head in a gesture, he led the way over to a corner by the windows where no one else was sitting. "You want to know, I'll tell you, but you better remember that we promised Agatha, no more fighting in her shop."

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