[The landscape of the void was cobbled together largely by random unseen algorithms trying to find a way to merge the differing memories together so there was little wonder that chaos ensued. What the void needed was a hand to guide it, preferably someone with prior design experience. You know- someone like Seto Kaiba. Not that he currently had the access to undertaking such a project but he wasn't ruling it out for future ambitions.
If it was possibly, Kaiba looked more unfriendly than usual drenched from head to toe from the nearly perpetual rain. It wasn't exactly the image he wanted to project but he hadn't expected the sudden downpour.
Looking up he caught sight of the pair of them, vaguely remembering the girl from before, though she hadn't left much of an impression, and of course the coffee clerk. Straightening his posture, he tried to appear well in control of the situation, ignoring the droplets of water freeing themselves from his bangs and running down his face.]
Don't tell me- this place is also derived either from your memories or your colleagues. [Addressing Ren, but not really qualifying it. Either could answer.]
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If it was possibly, Kaiba looked more unfriendly than usual drenched from head to toe from the nearly perpetual rain. It wasn't exactly the image he wanted to project but he hadn't expected the sudden downpour.
Looking up he caught sight of the pair of them, vaguely remembering the girl from before, though she hadn't left much of an impression, and of course the coffee clerk. Straightening his posture, he tried to appear well in control of the situation, ignoring the droplets of water freeing themselves from his bangs and running down his face.]
Don't tell me- this place is also derived either from your memories or your colleagues. [Addressing Ren, but not really qualifying it. Either could answer.]