Who: Seto Kaiba & You
What: This is a catch-all for November where I will be adding prompts as the month progresses.
Where: All over
When: Various time periods!
Content Warnings: None currently

The Top-levels will contain the prompts, but I can always add more if you want something specific!
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[ Though, part of her wishes that they'd brought boxes or bags or something. She's pretty sure she could have scrounged something up from the cafe, at least, but even if that's needed, they can always return with the proper supplies later. Supplies in general don't particularly matter right now, because she's finding herself suddenly very, very hyper focused on something right now: his hand on hers. She blinks a few times, feeling her cheeks heat up -- she doesn't think he's even thinking of it the same way that she is, though. ]
That's neat, though! I wonder... if people are able to cultivate normal flowers here, what else could we potentially make on our own? Mm... I guess I should get out more often and meet more people. [ That. That's what they're still talking about, right? She thinks it is. She's trying hard not to fixate on how good their hands look together, or how easy it would be to turn her palm up to lace their fingers together; how would he react if she did something like that? She knows for a fact that she would enjoy the contact, but she's not entirely sure that he would. Even if she thought he would, she isn't brave enough to initiate something like that; not right now, at least. ]
I'd still like to understand the point of any of this... [ She'd also like to know what the hell is going on in their respective home worlds right now, too. That next bit of his is... so very Seto that she can't help it when she laughs, and actually nods in agreement. ] Yeah, you're right! Can't get much better than that, I guess. [ Because she won't deny that much: she thinks very highly of him, and... yes, she agrees. He's definitely one of the best things about this place, and certainly one of the few people she is happy to see. Unlike poor Seto, she's more of a shut in of sorts, not bothering to go and meet or see any newbies that show up, instead preferring to generally keep to herself unless she sees someone is actually having issues seems to be in trouble.
She releases her grip on his arm, almost disappointed at the loss of contact, though she makes damn sure that doesn't show period. Her head tilts, and she quickly shakes her head. ] Wait! I'd rather neither of us got exposed... isn't there a way to test if they're dangerous or not from a distance? I can throw one of my shoes at them or something...
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[Did you forget the winged-giraffe? If there's something that needs carrying, or hauling they've got it covered in spades. The point of this excursion however was not resource collection but terrain assessment. Unless they found something too good to pass up, he wasn't going to dedicate much runtime to the idea. Little does he know the effect his innocent gesture has on his companion as their fingers brush together. Ann was 100% correct in her assumption, he was not thinking about it the same way, his focus elsewhere.]
I guess, if you're in to that sort of thing.. [.. which he wasn't. Although he'd never tested it, he didn't think he had a green thumb. Would he even be able to keep a succulent alive? It was debatable.] There's probably a lot more things we're capable of pulling off that we're just not aware of. Either a need hasn't arisen to test it, or a hobby. [Apparently if they weren't still on that subject she'd managed to steer it back in that direction. It would have been so easy to turn the hand situation into a proper hold, but somehow she refrained and he remained oblivious.]
You and me both. [The lack of answers was going beyond irritation now. In this they would have agreed too. So much time had passed that it must have had some impact on their own worlds. At least she was able to see the humor in the claim. When she laughs, he feels himself start to smile.] No, you sure can't. [Feeling his ego swell a bit to have someone prop up his original claim. It mattered all the more because of the source more than anything. He never considered himself a people person but he did what needed to be done. He needed to know who was being gathered here to try and figure out why they were here, or how useful the others could be in a pinch. Information was necessary]
Come on Ann. It's a plant. I think I can risk it. [Normally these would be some famous last words. Still, she sounds so concerned he hesitates. Huffing he whips his jacket off and holds it in front of him like a shield. It'd break the momentum of any projectiles. Then he walks to the flowers... and.. nothing. They are just pretty flowers.] It's fine.