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

[Waking up for the first time in a month, Kaiba found himself lying on his back, left arm crossed over his body, and right laying limply to his side. His body ached from inaction and the light streaming in from outside was making him squint to keep from being blinded. Feeling a little disoriented he didn't sit up immediately trying to assess just where he was now, and how he'd gotten here in the first place. Emitting a groan, was one of the first signs that he was truly conscious to anyone that might have been within range to hear it.

His limp body had apparently been blocking one of the exits, that managed to jog his memory a little. He'd been on his way out when sleep over took him, it was fortunate really- that he hadn't made it outdoors where he could have been prey for any animals roaming around. He'd also managed to collapse in such a dramatic fashion. All he needed to complete the look was a fainting couch.

He remained lying there a little longer, staring up at the ceiling. Raising a hand he buried his fingers into his hair as he tried to will the rest of the grogginess away. When he'd been unconscious he'd looked so serene, his features finally getting a chance to relax from their usual scowls. Some of that had carried over to this wakeful state, but how long it would last.]

... At least the walls in here aren't made of pulsating flesh.

[Yeah, because aesthetics are the most important thing.]

Edited 2020-11-05 04:05 (UTC)

[This wasn't an ideal situation, however lying comatose for an extended duration was forcing Kaiba's hand. He was filled with this overwhelming desire to bathe. First he'd made a detour to Shibumenosaki Underground Academy to pick up a few supplies, including but not limited to a small collection of the school uniforms that happened to be in his size. They looked terribly cliché however he needed to clean his regular attire as well. Now one of those uniforms that was primarily black with red accents in the plaid and the buttons was stowed in one of the lockers awaiting his return.

He'd only entered the building when he was sure it was vacated, since he honestly didn't want anyone to see him disrobed. The bath he would forego, but the shower would serve well enough. Having followed the rules, he removed his shoes, entered the changing area and taken the liberty of using more than one towel. One to cover the lower region, and another was draped across his shoulders to more or less cover his back.

Then he made his way to the shower, took a moment to reassess the area, pausing near the doorway to ensure it was empty, then he went inside. Not taking any chances he had the audacity to wedge the door closed with the implements available since that was conveniently not mentioned in the rules. After all that, he was finally able to shower.]

[Whenever a new concept was introduced it was met with disastrous results. First the need to consume sustenance, then sleep. The lack of engaging in either activity beforehand seemed to increase the severity of the backlash. Therefor it stood to reason that a person should be putting forth their best efforts to remain in pique condition to guard themselves from such setbacks in future. That was precisely what had drawn Seto it the beach today. he was there without his traditional coat and duel disk, having secured them away somewhere else.

After a cursory inspection, the strip of beach furthest from the water seemed to be sufficiently clear of debris. So he set to work completing a series of stretches to limber up before getting in some laps. Like most things, he was taking this seriously so he wasn't looking for socializing.]

[Kaiba can be found in various locations, seated, and tinkering with a variety of colorful pokéballs. Some of them have clearly been broken, others have been more delicately taken apart. Having had the opportunity to see them in action, he was curious about the sudden influx of them at the Underground Academy. Furthermore, they work whether there's a storm or not which is a source for frustration since none of his tech can boast the same. Also, the fact that the balls can break so easily feels like a damning defect, and he's looking into how to strengthen them- ie. he's bored and needs something to occupy his mind. The company that produces these must have found an idiotic consumer base if they're willing to shell out so much for an inferior product... thinking back on the trainers he knows, that doesn't seem surprising.

At other times, he can be found out at Mortis lake, Takoba Beach, wherever monsters tend to gather trying to catch a few for himself. Not that he has a contingency for should he manage to catch one.

In fact, at one point he does manage to catch a winged-giraffe. Afterwards, he just kind of stares at the half-white, half-pink ball with a heart on it. In fact, he really wanted the creature to escape since out of all the balls he received from the machines this clashed the most with his personality and his sense of style, but no. It remained encapsulated inside.]

... What are you waiting for?

[Talking to the shell of the ball, he gave it a shake... but... still nothing.]

I don't believe this.

[Maybe he should have thought about the consequences before undertaking the experiment..]

[Kaiba was often seen at the beach either getting in some exercise, or looking for new resources but he almost never paid attention to the abandoned mech out in the sea. What might seem peculiar onlookers is that he was out there- somehow- scaling up the arm trying to reach it's outstretched hand. The ocean spray made the task more arduous, and the droplets were starting to drench his short-brown hair and cling to his characteristic outfit but still, he didn't seem to care. Carefully, he was looking for handholds and footholds he could utilize that weren't overly rusted or flaking. Sometimes the gaps were wider than he would like but he was determined.

There was something up there he had to reach, something silvery that was catching the light and glinting in the sun. The object was also metallic and rectangular in shape, kind of like a briefcase.

Later, he would return to the beach, soaked- with case in hand. The contents should be perfectly safe, which is what he wanted to test immediately. Kneeling onto the sand, he flicked open the latches and threw open the lid. A smile stretching over his lips, he had it confirmed. Rows of cards stretched from end to end on both sides of the briefcase, and who knows how deep. Now he had access to all of his cards.]

Edited 2020-11-05 07:13 (UTC)

[It was likely that most would think it unwise to he holding onto a metal handrail, and leaning out of a train car that was situated high above the tree tops during a thunderstorm- but then not everyone was Seto Kaiba. He was studying the sky, as light flickered and darted across the air the thunder clapping loud enough in it's wake to lightly shake the train as a whole. It was sheer luck and chance that it hadn't arced downwards instead. Perhaps the brunette didn't think it would have the nerve to strike him or the Chicago L- whatever his reasoning it wasn't sound.

With his free hand, he got out his cell phone and he grimaced. It was working but there still weren't any bars indicating a network connection. Also the image of breaded lizard managed to be the first thing he saw emblazoned on the screen, a firm reminder that he shouldn't have offered up his number to Ann Takamaki.

The train suddenly lurches as the sky cleared. Then just like it had never moved at all the train stopped, and the phone shut off. It was no where near the next stop, and still a ways off the ground.

Seto looked downward to assess whether he could make that leap...]

[It had been a difficult process deciding on the best course of action for making good on that bet, ~~at least that's how he was choosing to define it~~. Lingering on the word date made him feel oddly apprehensive. Kaiba had questioned himself, multiple times for his more recent actions regarding a certain pig-tailed model but he wasn't coming up with any logical conclusions for any of it. He didn't like this affect she was having on him, and yet he felt oddly drawn to her. He tried to spend less time with her, ~~to no avail~~, but prolonged absences caused a persistent and irritating gnawing sensation to check up on her. Especially since all of that lucid dreaming nonsense. What did any of this mean?!

Kaiba was determined not to make this day weird, he had a plan and he would stick to it while accomplishing a few tasks at that. Whenever Ann woke up she would find a note slipped under her door, informing her of where to meet him, and when. If she didn't show, that was on her ~~or they could reschedule. Maybe. He didn't know..~~. Then he set to work on a few preparations and headed out.

If she did arrive at the domed structure, Kaiba wouldn't initially be in sight, but rest assured.. he wasn't standing her up..]

[Kaiba had already been planning on getting in superb physical condition after the extended period of inactivity, however adding public humiliation into the mix had thrown him over the edge. Rage fueled his endeavors, and he was pushing his limits. Though he tried to keep such activities to secluded regions that simply wasn't always possible to maintain. The need for nutrition and rest was a constant annoyance that nagged him as he tried to ignore both.

There were times, when he worked to the point that he was physically unable to proceed, others where he passed out from exhaustion, he did nothing by half-measures, not even this.

Places he could be found and activities he could be engaging in:

I. The Void - It being the least likely place to be inhabited, but with the least amount of recourses. He can be found completing stretches to limber up, running, or oddly enough training the beasts he's captured. Initially he'll be using positive reinforcement with treats to get them used to taking commands, then having them battle against one another.

II. The Gym - It is the best equipped for his purposes. He'll make use of the weights, treadmills, punching bags, and various sundry.

III. Mt. Silver - The inclined terrain offers extra difficulty as well as granting some opportunities to working on upper body strength. Sometimes he'll be training his monsters here as well against the local monsters.

Feel free to run into him wherever just label the where!]

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