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
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It was easy enough to pick up the sadness in Atem's smile, but it only made Kaiba more defensive. It better not be pity. It better not be regret. The brunet had no use for such things. It implied he was doing something wrong...and some degree of care. That was probably the part that made him the most unsettled.
"Go, stay, do as you will. I will be here regardless," Kaiba replied while trying to keep his reaction in check. "In fact, I was not expecting you...at least not so soon. What about the Game Shop, Atem?"
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At least Domino was giving him a hard time in Kaiba's stead. "I don't know what else you expected," the CEO commented dryly. "With that hair, you could only be a Mutou, and nobody here is sharp enough to notice that the Yuugi who appeared before the match was different from the one during. 'Fail' is a good nickname either way though."
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Instead he smirked, that was easier, and would probably be easier on Kaiba. "Oh yes, I suppose, thank you." He rolled his eyes, moving over to the desk to eye Seto some more, though he looked away, still grinning. "You win one game of DDR and it's already gone to your head." It was a simple joke, or something really more of getting back on the field they were used to. He'd worry about Seto later, and probably be angry as well.
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"You think this is about the DDR? I told you, it's not like I can tell anyone about that," he said with a dismissive look. "What you said before was more accurate. For whatever time I have, I've gained back what I earned. And it is substantial enough that people remember me. You've got no chance to catch up."
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That actually felt like that might have been too low a blow. Though he supposed Kaiba wasn't really that familiar with the name he tried so valiantly to earn back. Really, Seto was just being Seto. His remarks were callous, but not purposely personal.
Here was the split decision. Did he rag on and on about how depressed and upset that one sentence, the meaning behind it, make him? As little as that would get him. No, he knew better.
Moving swiftly passed it he just shrugged. "Or perhaps you say that in fear. Scared if I challenge you now I might gain a name back so quick it'll make your head spin? I wonder, I wonder.." And with that he turned on his heel, intent on making his way to the door- slowly; with all the sauciness of his usual walk. Hips swaying, leather conformed so tight in his new outfit, ankhs clinking together. He knew a few things, and he hadn't missed those lingering gazes.
As on the playing field an opponent would use anything and everything to their advantage. This was no different.
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...oh. It was a new outfit for him, Kaiba observed, most of Atem's words ignored in favor of watching those little ankhs swing. Damn it, this was his office, and he was not going to be turned away from!
It only took a few strides forward to close the distance between them, as the shorter man didn't seem to be in too much of a hurry to actually leave. Kaiba grabbed him by the shoulder and yanked him around to meet a calculating and wary gaze.
"There is no fear in this building," he hissed, "save from those who try to turn their back on me like you just did. I thought you were smarter than that." The heavy hand on Atem's shoulder slowly migrated up to hold him by the chin instead.
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He let his thumb trace random patterns on the other duelist's jawline and leaned in close, enough for the brunet's breath to skirt over the other's skin. "Especially since you seem to have no idea who you're talking to. In this office, you focus on me at all times," he murmured, his words more breath than sound at this point.
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"Or are you mocking your own intelligence?" He chuckled softly, his own breathing mingling with the others as he got close. His hand continued its trek upwards to his shoulder, over his collarbone, and to the back of his neck.
The smirk softened a little. "Well you have my focus now, Seto.. But I do enjoy those windows.."
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