tabularasa_rp | [Open] This Is What Happens After a Month of Sleeping...

[Personally, Kaiba thought the guy had already used up his allotted questions but he didn't openly say so. His patience was worn thinner by the asinine query.

Another audible huff.]

I don't know why I bother with you people... [To him it wasn't a sissy move but a strategic one. He had a lot of enemies and he needed to remain at the top of his game, at all times, in order to be able to deal with them. That and he was a terrible workaholic.]

What are you supposed to be anyway? For all your snide remarks and complaints I've yet to hear anything about your own achievements... which I imagine.. you can total up on one hand.

[As flatly as possible:] I’m a high school student.

You know. Normal.

[It’s not his fault that makes him a minority around here!]

[He snorted to that] .. And?

[Technically, Seto was also a high school student but he was running the aforementioned Kaiba corporation, he'd completed an accelerated learning program already, and was technically a genius.]

You must be so proud.

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And what?

I’ve got plenty to be proud of, asshole, and I sure as hell have nothing to prove to you.

What’s the name of that big fancy corporation again? And why haven’t I heard of it?

And nothing, from the sound of it. [Not impressed so far with what the other male had to offer]

In your own mind- sure. Too bad it's nothing the rest of us can acknowledge.

Kaiba Corporation. With a memory like that your grades must be abysmal on top of it. [Calling it. This is likely some dumb jock, right here] My guess would be that you can't afford my products or have been living under a rock for several years.

[In your own mind - sure. This guy is starting to sound a little too much like someone he knows - something something “worthless pride” something something.]

My pride doesn’t need your validation, pal. I’ve worked hard for what I have and I know it.

[Man, he really wants to kick this guy’s ass.]

If all your after is recognition, then maybe you should ask yourself what yours is worth.

[That likely isn't a good correlation to forge. You know, if Seto cared.]

.. And I didn't need you up in my face the moment I awoke, but here we are.

[Giving a shrug]

Recognition I have. [Just not... here.] .. Nor are my sights set that low but they're none of your business anyway.

[Up in his face? You know what—-]

YOU’RE BLOCKING THE GODDAMN EXIT, MORON!!!

Ok, that's it.

[The hotel lobby had multiple doors for one, so what was so special about this one? For another, he'd had enough of this guy's lip. Reaching out he grabbed the other by the collar, before shoving him aside. Then Kaiba walked past him to head back into the building rather than exiting it]

You're not worth my time. Why don't you go find a ravine to fall in.

[Oh no the fuck he did NOT. If Kaiba thinks he’s going to just walk away after putting his hands on him, then he has got another thing coming - namely, a volleyball, which is now being pulled out of Iwa’s bag and lobbed at Kaiba’s head with full force (and it’s not soft).]

YOU WANNA FIGHT, ASSHOLE?

((ooc: lemme know if you want me to change this - all I ask is the volleyball doesn’t get destroyed lmao))

[Oh yes, he flipping did. The altercation was meant to end, when the uptight ceo said it did. Apparently, the other male disagreed. The actions that followed occurred too quickly to be prevented. If anything Kaiba had expected retaliation would come in the form of fists, which he would have had an answer for- not a ball whizzing through the air.]

Gah!

[Crying out as the volleyball thwumped against his head. He reached up to cup a hand to where the impact had been threading his fingers through his hair in the process. For an anxious moment, silence followed. There was however an uneasy tension in the air that only seemed to grow as time progressed. Then he snapped, wheeling around to face the other his jacket swirling around him.]

You just couldn't leave well enough alone... [Murderous intent seemed to flicker in his eyes. He was in no mood for this, but he would not back down now.] I'll make you regret that you were ever born! [Reaching into his duel disk he deftly whipped out a card and flung it towards the guy's head, anticipating that he'd have the reflexes quick enough to dodge the projectile. Then he rushed forward to presumably intercept him mid-dodge to slam that idiot into the very door he was trying to exit, attempting to pin him there.]

[Iwaizumi certainly does have the reflexes to dodge, yes, but instead he simply lets the card bounce off of him without so much as a flinch. Kaiba’s attack isn’t without value though, as he next stops to inspect the thing and...start laughing.]

What is this, a baseball card? What the hell did you think that was gonna do—-

[Aaaand the next thing he knows he’s being pinned to the exit door. Oh no. No, he is not about to go down like this.

[Iwaizumi might just be a “high school student - you know, normal”, and he also might be just 7mm away from six foot, but he is by no means weak, nor small. This is a guy who spends 90% of his free time working out. He’s fit, toned, and lifts weights for fun. Is this guy finally ready to get his ass kicked?

[He’ll attempt to shove him off next, holding back absolutely no force in doing so, and if he’s successful will reel back and deliver a punch directly to Mr. Kaiba Corporation’s ugly nose.]

TAKE THAT, YOU LITTLE CREEP! YOU READY TO FUCK OFF YET?

[A bounce? There's an indication that Kaiba is not really in the best condition for this currently, since his card-flinging abilities were usually more disastrous for the people and creatures he struck than that. Perhaps it was the close proximity, but either way it was a flub. The card was thunder dragon, and it sat there on the floor as the fight escalated]

[Seto wasn't short on height at 6'1", but he was on physical activity courtesy of the random comatose state. He was asking a lot from his body given those conditions but adrenaline and anger were powerful allies. At first it looked as though he might pull this off but of course it couldn't be that simple. The guy does manage to push him off- but when the fist goes flying, he intercepts it and tries to use the momentum against the newcomer to flip him just like he used against one of Pegasus's henchmen back at duelist kingdom.]

I'm ready for you to shut your yap!

[So, this Pretty Boy is tougher than he looks, huh? Kaiba doesn’t quite flip Iwa, but he does cause him to land back painfully on his butt, which is probably just as irritating. The athlete doesn’t let that keep him down for long though. He’s nowhere near against fighting dirty, so once he’s up off the ground again, he’s gonna be aiming for a swift kick to the nads - you’ll want to dodge that one, Kaiba!]

I said fuck OFF!!!

[All Blue Oak knows is that there are two loud Feebas thumping and hollering outside his door before he flings it open, meaning to send Arcanine out after them to quiet it down-]

[Instead, he's treated to the sight of Kaiba getting almost decked.]

[Opportunities like this don't come along often! Scrambling to snatch up his Pokégear, Blue hurries to switch it on to the camera function, cheering as Iwaizumi swings his knee right for Kaiba's junk.]

YEEEEAH! KNOCK HIS SHIT OUT! [Blue cheers, making a bad situation worlds worse. He has no idea who that other dude is, but he's totally on his side.]

[Kaiba practically hisses when his move partially fails, he doesn't accept mediocrity, especially not in himself. By this point he's realized he's bitten off more than he can chew but he's still not content to just turn tail and retreat. He's just going to have to come up with a clever way to seize victory.

There's just one obnoxiously loud problem with that. When the apartment door opened, and the words of encouragement for his opponent were shouted it made him hesitate for a fraction of a second he couldn't afford. The kick found it's purchase, Kaiba's eyes widening in shock at the pain and surprise as he's forced to drop to one knee. It's only from sheer stubbornness that he doesn't fall further than that.

Reeling from the pain that radiates out from the point of impact, he is unable to move anytime soon. That one move- in his mind, has sealed both the other males fates. He didn't fight his way up from nothing, to accept defeat or humiliation here. This might not end well for him, but in the end it would be so much worse for those that put him in this position. How he would delight in plotting their undoing..]

[ How lucky for her, to walk in just as a kick from a man she's never seen before manages to hit Kaiba right between the legs, sending the man sprawling onto a knee. She doesn't know how the fight started, or who started it... but one man she knows and the other she does not, so she moves for now to the blue-eyed man's side, a concerned hand falling onto his shoulder. ]

Seto. [ Her voice is soft. ] Are you okay?

[ It's a stupid question; the man seems to be in a lot of pain. But there's really nothing she can do about that with her powers gone again since waking. By the time she managed to make it up Mt. Silver and find some snow to ease the pain, it would probably be over and done with. So instead, she stands at his side, her eyes flicking back to the man who kicked him in the first place. ]

You're new here, right?

[ Ann's not really been awake for long. Just long enough to make her way back to her apartment to try and get herself together. She feels like absolute shit after their little nightmare adventure, and she's ready for a little peace and quiet. Alone time. Unfortunately, her Me Time™ is cut hideously short by some sort of altercation somewhere down the hallway.

One voice, she recognizes off the bat: Seto Kaiba. Can't really NOT know who that voice is, after all the times they've hung out ~~willingly or unwillingly, take your pick~~. But there's another one, and both men are getting increasingly louder.

Unfortunately for all parties involved, it's Blue's voice that catches her attention the most. Something about 'knocking his shit out', loudly, too. Ann is not known to have the best temperament -- she tries, and she does put up with a lot. But a girl needs a little me time, god dammit, and there are boys being loud and obnoxious and fighting.

With a growl, she all but flings her apartment door open, and it hits the wall hard enough to make a resounding bang! that echoes down the hallway as she marches towards the group. Seto's floored, God only knows why, Blue is definitely the one egging... whoever this newbie is on. ]

What the hell is going on out here?

[ She stops, pausing just long enough to crouch down by Seto and place a hand on his shoulder, her frown deepening as she quickly looks up and shoots a withering look at the newbie and Blue. ]

Seriously? We just wake up, and everyone's pulling this shit? Which one of you did it. And which one of you was the loudest while doing it? Because I'm going to kick your ass.

[ Gymnasts are early risers. Yoshizawa has been up for a while, moving things back and forth from the beach and the apartment that's become hers. There's been some stepping over the man sleeping in the doorway, some careful maneuvering to make sure she doesn't drag something over his form, and once there's the thought of moving him, but from the little she knows of Kaiba, he doesn't seem like the type that would appreciate it.

When the yelling starts, she regrets her inaction immediately. For a few moments, she's hesitant inside her apartment, but then a third voice joins the fray, and then she hears Takamaki-senpai, and... well.

Yoshizawa emerges from her apartment, a concern written over her face that quickly becomes irritation. And in the moment, anyone who has met her as Yoshizawa and not Violet might be confused by how different she seems; there's no mask, but the confidence in her steps as she crosses the room is all her Metaverse self, not her usual self at all. ]

What's going on here? We only just woke from that nightmare; we should not be fighting with one another!

[ She joins Kaiba's side, but she's more flanking Ann than anyone else, a gentle hand on her senpai's forearm as if to pull her away from flying off the handle too quickly. Takamaki-senpai's a great ass-kicker, but somehow she thinks it will only make things worse. ]

The shouting, fighting, and cheering got Sam's attention pretty quick, and he makes his way to the scene as fast as he can. Gaze flicking between each person present, his hand dives for Dragonite's Pokeball, tossing it and causing Dragonite to appear in the middle of the ruckus; most importantly, between the two men who seem to be the most heated up about this. It spreads its arms wide like a defending basketball player, tilting its head back and giving a restrained roar; loud enough to demand attention, but not so loud as to deafen everyone present.

"That is enough!" His voice joins the cacophony, but only temporarily, like a teacher shouting to be heard over a boisterous classroom. Once he's sure he and Dragonite have everyone's attention, he speaks again, more quietly but with all the confidence and authority of a (possibly, canon is vague) undefeated champion.

"Now, we're all going to stop fighting and shouting, and take some time to take a few deep breaths and calm down. Once you're ready, you can all give your account of what's happening here. One at a time, if you please."

It's a more benevolent mandate than 'I don't care who started it', at least, you have to give him that much. His voice softens slightly, closer to his usual more grandfatherly tone, as he continues:

"Is anyone seriously hurt?"

[One minute you’re kicking some sorry asshole in the balls, and the next thing you know the entire apartment complex is out in the hallway yelling at and/or lecturing you. It’s all of the random girls suddenly flocking to Kaiba’s side that pisses Iwa off the most - and now there’s a fucking dragon (and here he had really wanted to earn Dragonite’s respect from earlier). He stands there a little dumbfounded for a minute, the hallway having fallen momentarily quiet after Oak’s reproach.

[Then he starts yelling again.]

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL LOOKING AT ME FOR? HE’S THE ONE WHO STARTED THE GODDAMN THING!

[You cannot be serious right now!]

[It was bad enough to have one onlooker however the din was drawing an entire audience of spectators. This couldn't get much worse for someone who preferred to keep a tight hold on the image he projected. Still, the pain was paramount, and he couldn't simply ignore it like he desired. First, there was one hand on his shoulder, then the other shoulder coupled with concerned inquiries and additional threats.

No, Rinoa, he was definitely not ok

He shifted slightly as if to force himself back to his feet, but a sharp intake of breath and an additional wave of nausea prevented the follow through. Great. Just. Great. Kaiba would have liked nothing better than to lunge at the new arrival and seek his vengeance right now like a feral creature but that wasn't happening. Yet.

The third female to arrive, he recognizes too however there's something different about her tone. Usually she seemed quiet, semi-shy but this was as if she'd traded personalities with someone who exuded authority. It almost reminded him of the peculiar shift that could sweep over his rival who was mercifully not here. Yugi, didn't need to see this. Also he was just as likely to display concern then start preaching to him about he brought this all on himself- and that was the last thing Kaiba needed now as he crouched there vulnerable and mentally begging for an ice pack...]

He... nrgh..... [The first attempt to speak allowed a groan of discomfort to escape his lips and the words wouldn't form to his liking. So much for answering what the hell is going on out here.]

[Then as if it wasn't chaotic enough already, a dragon appeared out of no where- this one he recognized from the nightmare. The nightmare continues, he mused to himself as the professor reprimanded the pair of them as if they were delinquents from school. At least it was short so he didn't have to endure it long. It was his transgressor that finally helped him remember how to shout. The agitation the other was displaying would have been more amusing if Kaiba was not in this current position, however he was speaking falsely... in the brunette's oh so humble opinion.]

LIKE HELL I DID!

[Oh- well look who had been moved to start flinging mild-version curse words now? After he had chided the other boy for using them earlier. There was something else he was more concerned with however- shakily he extended an arm to point in Blue's general direction, or where he used to be standing if he'd decided to retreat by this point.]

I.. want that recording... erased.. now.

[Totally chucking a certain otherworldy grandson under the bus? You bet. Maybe he should have listened to the older man and given a clearer account of the incident, but he was not letting that device go untampered with if he could help it. The look that flashed in his eyes looking every bit as deadly as the lightning striking outside.]

"I said that's enough! Both of you!" No, Kaiba, delinquents are exactly what the two of you are acting like. At least Dragonite is standing between them, keeping this from escalating to physical blows again. Good luck getting past that wall of dragon.

"This fight is over, understand? I won't let it continue. Now, I'll be happy to hear your side of the story -- once you calm down and start controlling your tone of voice. Shouting like this isn't helping!" Stern as he is, Sam is at least setting a good example; his tone is commanding, yes, but at least he's keeping his volume to a normal level.

He steps between the two as well, arms outstretched like Dragonite's -- putting his own skin on the line. Do you really want to go through the cute harmless grandpa (and his dragon, don't forget the dragon) to get to your opponent?

(Legion was outside when they collapsed into sleep, and it takes some time to get back to the Merlaut, at which point they're greeted by ...this.

They chatter to themselves about the unnecessary behaviors of organics. They are totally unimpressed by this spectacle.)

Kaiba-Seto. Blue. Others. This is both unproductive and unnecessary.

(They move to join Oak and the unfamiliar Dragonite, standing between the opponents. They give a brief nod of respect to the both of them.)

Additionally, it is disruptive to those trying to recuperate.

Bowser has been watching the spectacle from his own apartment door, with a Smeargle/Moomba beside him. Initially he'd intented to set out to find out if the dream was real. Now, however, he's simply watching the spectacle unfold before him.

Designs of lightning bolts and clocks have been painted over Bowser's face and shell, painted in black by the Smeargle behind him. For now he's only had time to wipe the paint off his face with his hands. He'll have to clean more thoroughly later.

Until now he's quietly observing the fight. However, Legion and Samuel's most recent actions have prompted Bowser to actually decide to get involved.

"Hold on. If these people wanna fight, why shouldn't we let them? This is between them, not the rest of you." This fight has been one of the most entertaining things Bowser's seen in the void so far, he can't just let it end like this, even if a rather intimidating robot and a man with a dragon are working to make sure it does.

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slides in here

This is just getting worse and worse!

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seto you are the bringer of chaos

girl #3 arrives

+ Grandpa and Dragon

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