blue_eyed_obsession: (Are you out of your mind?)
blue_eyed_obsession ([personal profile] blue_eyed_obsession) wrote in [community profile] tabularasa_rp 2020-11-10 04:46 am (UTC)

[When his call for Blue's blood the recording to be confiscated initially went unheeded, Kaiba renewed his efforts to regain his feet. Eyebrows knitting tightly, he balled a fist digging his nails into his palm until he left crescent-shaped imprints. Normally, he would have pulled away from the attempts to console him immediately but circumstances being what they were he tolerated it. Ann pushed the bounds further, much to his surprise. It was perfectly innocent but so, so foreign.]

Oh, this is far from over [He spat, before he could stop himself. Surveying the room coolly, he mentally ran a damage assessment of what would happen if he proceeded to act now, and further fed into this travesty. Although he wanted to rearrange the jock's face, that would likely mean losing the meager support he currently possessed. That coupled with both Oak, and Legion standing in his way significantly decreased the likelihood of his success. Although he hated to do it, he could bide his time. He would pay this back... tenfold.

Still seeing red, he managed to relax his fist, flexing his fingers to get the kinks out. Raising his head high into the air, he tried to resume a sense of superiority and dignity.. from his position this isn't easy to achieve. Perception was everything. No matter that a portion of his anatomy might still be throbbing from the encounter, he would try... TRY to brush it off. He also didn't want to go through the old man to get to his assailant, assuming he could have pulled it off before the dragon and robot ganged up on him.

He even managed a tight smirk when Bowser offered his opinions on the subject. The lizard was right, this was no one else's business- however Kaiba didn't want to be a spectacle for the others. At least, not like this.

Prone to needlessly antagonizing others. That got the brunette to shoot Legion a disapproving look. Despite the validity and accuracy of the statement, the boy didn't want to hear it. The additional cooperation speech isn't much better.
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...

[He bit back saying tell someone who cares.. and before he can reconsider and say it anyway, volleyball-boy loses his mind, what little there was of it to begin with. The laughter is an assault to the ears and what he ends up saying is equally offensive.]

He's clearly unhinged- see what I had to deal with?

[Then.. oh great. TURING. More individuals adding to the peanut gallery.]

A three-ring circus.. what does it look like?

[So much for trying to suppress his haughty demeanor. Still, he hopes that Iwa will leave, then he can be the only one to relay an account of what transpired, and he can twist the narrative. Not that it's necessary, but it would be satisfying on some small level. Go on, newb. Run. After Ann stands up herself and begins her tirade, he makes a considerable sacrifice on his part by finally forcing himself to stand. He expelled another undignified groan, that was likely masked by the heated discourse.

He's in no position to stop her, when she bolts forward- not that he's sure he wants to. Shock flashes over his features, and he's left standing there dumbfounded as he like some of the others are left watching the fireworks.
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