February Catch all!

[blue_eyed_obsession]

Who: Seto Kaiba & You
What: This is a catch-all for February where I will be adding prompts as the month progresses. If you would like something specific, let me know!
Where: All over
When: Various time periods!
Content Warnings: None currently

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I am the one who decides my fate....

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Renovation at the Merlaut | Taking Flight | Nyam cat | Zoned out | Phase 1 | Code Credit

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Renovation - Merlaut Apartments - Ota

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[There were those that might have lamented the mass exodus from the apartments, or missed seeing those former neighbors regularly from day-to-day, but Seto Kaiba wasn't one of them. He saw this instead as a unique opportunity in itself. The apartments directly beside him now remained abandoned and open, ripe for renovation. All it would take is the removal of certain barriers. After some investigation he thought he'd identified which walls were load baring and which were free game and it seemed favorable for his ideas.

If he stretched this out, the furthest apartment could be made into storage, so he well and truly would never have a next door neighbor again.

As walls started being removed, the noise would have been unavoidable, and cacophonous, and there would be dust to go along with it so those still remaining in the Merlaut might want to start lodging their complaints now. Those that come to investigate will find signs affixed to the doors of the effected apartments that not only express that these areas are off limits, but also cautions not to enter for safety reasons.

Although he hadn't been content to stop there, any attempt to move the barrier between 309 and 308 failed.]

[OOC: This spans from apartment 310-309 since according to the spreadsheet those are vacant and are being allowed.]

February 7th - Apartments

[bridge_princess]

[She was back, looking around, gauging to see if anyone had missed her. Of course, she was assuming the answer as no, even if she was apparently dead wrong from what had been going on at the shrine lately. But she wanted to confirm that sort of thing, so the apartments were an eventual stop...

You know, around the time that walls were being torn down, furniture oved around, etc... Standing in the doorway and coughing from the dust in the air, she folded her arms.]

I leave for a few days, and you try to make this place into your personal palace?

[...oh right. hello, she's back. Yeah, being normally social wasn't her skill either.]

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[Hearing the coughing from the doorway alerted him to another person's presence. Anticipating what the complaint would be he tried to preemptively strike by calling out with the following:]

If you're here to complain then stow it. Repairs should only take a week at most, then you can return to your boring, uneventful exist......ence?

[The latter part of his diatribe fell away into more of a question when the dust settled enough for him to really get a decent look at the girl standing there. Jaw gaping open, and his breath hitching was the most overt indication that he had actually realized she'd been absent and that he was shocked to see her. Her question helped him compose himself, some.]

Heh- you don't have to worry about that, apparently the void is as opposed to progress as you are. [What that was a reference to, exactly- he left ambiguous]

[Kaiba was no whiz at this either, so rather than saying I missed you, how have you been, is everything alright? he fired back with something else] Where the hell have you been?! [So much for trying to maintain his usual indifferent calm exterior. He hadn't given her permission to leave, or something and it was very inconsiderate of her to do so unannounced]

[bridge_princess]

Like I really give a shit. I live with Watanuki, you know. His place is sort of perfect, better than the shack by the river. Storms keep blowing that down.

[She was leaning against the doorframe, arms folded while she watched him gape like a codfish on the hook for a second. So, he'd noticed her missing? Had he cared? He'd never show it if he had. He'd posture like the oaf that he... there it was. There was the posturing. Her lips quivered on the edge of a smirk.]

Hell.

[Sorry, you stepped right into that one, Kaiba. She was fighting a laugh at that reaction or how easy it was to just reply with one word. Because of course she was in hell. That's where she'd been before she came here.]

It's almost a kindness I didn't remember being here till I got back. I would have gone crazy not seeing the sky. Probably would have choked a bucket.

[blue_eyed_obsession]

You live with that loser? How can you stand him? [Making no secret about how he felt about the other male] There's enough available real estate now that you wouldn't have to subject yourself to his surly disposition. [He genuinely couldn't see the appeal, since usually he just found Watanuki moping and making judgments about others. Oh- and he's another guy that claims to be over 100 years old. Those are always a joy.]

[ Parsee looked like she was enjoying having caught Kaiba off guard, for once looking confident as she casually supported the doorframe. Had he broken down into tears when he'd noticed she was missing, or interrogated the populace about her absence for answers? No, but that simply wasn't in keeping with the person he was, that didn't mean that he hadn't coped with it in his own way. Throwing himself into multiple projects hadn't hurt to get out his frustrations in a more productive fashion]

I really should have seen that coming...

[Giving an exasperated sigh, and he abandoned the tool in his hand to glide closer to the door. It was just easier to allow anger and frustration guide his words, then any sort of feeling of loss he might have experienced.]

So it's true then- if someone leaves here their memories vanish. [Recalling an earlier discussion on the possibilities or ramifications of departing from the void] .. Or maybe it's only because you had a round trip ticket. [Either way, he wasn't sure he wanted to forget everything, even if he did know where his duties lay] From your perspective, just how long has it been?

Taking flight - Mt Silver - Ota

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[The last gift Kaiba had received from the void had been a briefcase full of his prized duel monsters cards so he was nothing short of astonished when he had located his blue-eyes themed jet stowed away in one of the clearings on Mt. Silver. Guess Amamiya hadn't been wrong that something that belonged to him had likely appeared as well. Stopping short in his tracks, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened as he just sort of looked at this magnificent machine in awe.]

I.... I don't believe it.

[Finding himself in one of those rare moments where words escaped him. He approached the familiar vehicle slowly and decisively as if silently he had to ask for permission to enter this most sacred of spaces. The faint sound of some shuffling near the fuel tank got him to tear his eyes away from the dragon head shaped cockpit.]

Hey! What do you think you're doing back there?!

[At first all he saw was a flash of some rounded green forms but as he drew nearer, he recognized the creatures as cacteddies. A pile of them, one standing on top of the other to make it possible to reach high enough. He rushed over towards them without thinking, startling them in the process. The top-most cacteddie dropped a pitcher that rolled to one side the contents splashing out. Then they all retreated into the surrounding woods. Kaiba gave up the pursuit, kneeling down to inspect what they'd loaded the fuel tank with.]

... Water? [From Mortis Lake presumably. Something like that normally would have to be flushed from the system, and jet fuel would have to take it's place... however he'd seen these creatures repairing things before. Either they were oblivious to what this sort of technology needed to function, or they knew exactly what was needed. Kaiba thought back to the gas station pumps, and how they too had been filled with water, not gas. Maybe it was reckless and foolhardy... but so be it. Walking back around to the cockpit, he dramatically leapt up and flung himself into it. He would try to fly this thing. Good thing it was capable of Vertical-Take-Off, not that anyone else would know that]

[metachrosis]

[Oi oi, this vehicle has been commandeered in the name of the Phoenix Pirates, get your ass out of the cockpit. ...or so Espio is sorely tempted to say, but nobody knows who the hell said pirates even are, never mind that he’s associated with them, so why bother? Still he was happily investigating the dragon-shaped jet, which is pretty cool on the basis of it being a dragon-shaped jet, when suddenly this one asshole boards and apparently completely fails to notice him aboard.

Espio being Espio, it will not do to let his presence go unnoticed, so as soon as Kaiba seats himself he walks up behind him and leans against the back of the seat.]

I see you choose to sit with a flourish, and not like... I dunno. A normal person.

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[If Espio had made such a bold and outlandish claim it would have been immediately rebuffed and openly mocked. You might get some points for alliteration but no phoenix worthy of it's mythological legacy would associate with the ilk of common thieves. For someone who didn't believe in all that fairy-tale nonsense he sure wanted to enforce that people respected these fictional creatures. cough. Admittedly, his observation skills might have been downgraded as he reverently ran a hand over the familiar control panel, not a knob, dial, or lever seemed to be out of place, so he was legitimately startled when pressure was applied to the back of the chair.]

Gah!

[Getting to his feet, he wheeled on the other male, readying himself for an assault that didn't come. Then he has to stand there, feeling foolish as he tried to feign indifference]

Heh- it's the only way to live. A better observation is why are you in my jet?

[Adding the emphasis in such a way to highlight his possessiveness. Take off would have to wait, as risking his own life was one thing, but risking someone else's.. even if it was this odd military lizard guy... was another. A quick look at Espio had him confused over other matters as well..]

You've......... changed.

[metachrosis]

[Well, he could try telling that to the Captain! If, you know, said phoenix happened to be present.]

Yes. Thanks for that. I noticed.

[His initial amused smirk at Kaiba’s startled reaction quickly disappears with that observation. His self-conscious, muttered response is accompanied by the unfurling and stretching of the offending body parts, the attention drawn to the wings making him realise they were aching again. Ugh.]

Anyway, why would I not investigate the random dragon jet that’s just sitting on a mountain?

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[Wait. The captain is a literal phoenix? No one mentioned this before!]

So, these weren't just additional appendages you've always had that you could have been concealing..

[Stating the obvious once more, because seriously.. how does one just sprout wings? He couldn't resist staring at the draconic features. Since when do chameleons fly? Or commandeer jets? There were so many inconsistencies with this guy and Kaiba's general world view.]

Fair. I can't really blame you for that. It's exactly what I would do even if it wasn't my property. [Because dragons.] Along those lines.. if you need proof of ownership, my branding is literally all over this machine, and I can show you the inspiration for it. [Producing a card from his deck with the Blue-Eyes White Dragon emblazoned on it.] I'm the only one with these cards in my possession, as there were only 4 produced so it's become intertwined with my company as an icon.

Nyam Cat & Other Arcade cabinets - MarketZONE - Ota

[blue_eyed_obsession]

What's the point of having all these machines, if most of them are just for show?

[Kaiba scoffed to himself, as he set to work inspecting one of the dilapidated contraptions. It wouldn't be the first time he'd ever repaired one of these things, so if anyone could do it, it was him. Somewhat disturbingly and disappointingly all the working games he'd tested before all seemed to feature the same feline sprite and were bizarre in their own unique ways. It would have been difficult to define what sort of games they actually were supposed to be. At least one of them had been some sort of farming simulation, but instead of racking up points by harvesting and selling the crops, the fruits and vegetables turned into enemies and the player's objectives switched to those more in keeping with a first person shooter?

Just like with anything they gained, there was some kind of hang up or drawback. Perhaps that's why he started paying more attention to the broken games. Maybe they had actually been decent and overplayed leading to their present condition.

Look. He knew it was a stretch- besides it gave him something to do with his hands]

[menaretrash]

Dunno, but the same could be said about the majority of this place, wouldn't you say?

[ Ever faithful, Ann's accompanied poor Seto out on this particular outing -- she hasn't really bothered to mess with the games or machines in general, instead opting to watch him. It's not that she doesn't like video games, of course; they're fun, but she's more or less a shop until you drop girl. Retail therapy fixes everything in her book. At least now, they're taking a peek at the less functional machines. ]

Do you think they'll be an easy fix?

[ She's got faith him him, naturally -- this sort of thing is right yup his ally, after all. ]

[blue_eyed_obsession]

Heh, don't get me started on the place as a whole.

[Said with a slight curl to his lips, as they mutually spoke unfavorably of the void and it's additions. Despite the peculiar nature of the games, the temptation to place his name on the leaderboard was high. They were the nearest equivalent to actual video games. It couldn't have been all that entertaining to watch as he'd stared with laser focus at the screens, trying to locate patterns and rely on his reflexes to make the necessary corrections in his gameplay. Not that watching him tinker with the disabled cabinet was much better]

They should be but you never can tell here.. unless the wiring is too far gone, or the circuitry is completely fried.

[Pulling one of the cabinets out from the wall, he then kneeled down to pull off a maintenance panel]

[menaretrash]

I get it, believe me. The only good thing about this place is you.

[ And her friends, but she really doesn't need to explain that out loud, because he knows how much she adores them. As he pulls down one of the cabinets, she watches him with a hum -- listen. Watching this may be boring, but it's not like watching paint dry and it's nice to see him be able to do something that he's familiar with: screwing around with technology. She drops to a crouch at his side to watch him work, but she keeps a little bit of distance, not wanting to get in his way or encroach on his space. ]

You're pretty good with this sort of thing, though. I'll bet you can figure it out.

[ Talk nerdy to her, babyyyyyyy~ Maybe even she can learn something from this endeavor. ]

Zoned out - MarketZONE - Ota

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[Most people seemed to have been taking to the leyline network easily and naturally, there was just one obvious setback with it. If a person genuinely wasn't open to the idea, or didn't wish to hear the inane rambling of others, they might just miss picking up on the transmissions entirely. So Kaiba just happened to fit into that category. He hadn't even learned that the capability existed yet, he just happened to be close to one of the leylines currently.

He'd taken an inspection of the walkways, on the way to Market Str-ZONE since there had been those earthquakes earlier. Then he had proceeded into the central business area proper. As he walked around he observed some peculiar behavior.

A person might suddenly burst out laughing, or start musing to another about a seemingly random subject and there seemed to be no catalyst for it. Narrowing his eyes he puzzled over it questioning if everyone here was starting to go mad. Eventually he found he was unable to remain silent on the subject. Addressing the closest and latest offender he openly questioned them]

Just what is your problem? [There, perfect] Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity you know.

[crystaltower]

[There’s a small chuckle, and a slight pause as the Exarch inclines his head, turning to face Kaiba.]

Apologies. I am seeking out areas where our thoughts might be transmitted. It’s quite a recent phenomenon, and given its potential for long-distance communication, ‘twould be beneficial to learn more of it.

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[Wait. If there's any truth to what's being said here then it's almost insulting. This old guy with his furry inclinations had picked up on information that could at one point be vital ahead of someone presumably much younger than him. Nothing in this place made sense, this too felt wrong and backwards]

Oh... that. [Delaying a moment to debate feigning prior knowledge or to be upfront with the truth. Man, he hated being the last to know.]

Actually- I have no idea what you're talking about. I thought only robots were capable of that, and unless you've had some recent implants I'm not aware of I didn't think you were in that category. [Looking Exarch over for anything out of place]

[crystaltower]

[Though ‘robot’ isn’t a term the Exarch is fully familiar with, he has at least learned by now that it refers to automata not unlike that of the Allagans.]

You are quite right... though I feel I ought to point out that I am somewhat more technologically inclined than you might think, if not with the same technology you yourself are accustomed to.

This, I believe, relates to the flow of aether. In certain locations, it seems possible to transmit and receive messages through thought. It seemed somewhat random to begin with, yet I have found the locations share one particular commonality...

[However, he then sighs, and shakes his head.]

Unfortunately, based on my initial observations, their potential is remarkably limited.

[pragmatism]

[ Zhongli doesn't do any of the overt expression of emotions that Kaiba might have seen from others. Instead, he's standing next to the ley line at MarketZONE, running one gloved hand through the blue-white sheen of mana mist. He notices Kaiba walking in, giving the man a nod before returning his attention to fiddling with the ley line outcrop.

He wouldn't talk if he isn't approached first, though Kaiba probably has a different set of questions to ask him. ]

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[As much as Kaiba might have liked to have ignored both the glowing fissure in the wall, and the man currently examining it he couldn't. Besides, Zhongli was at least someone tolerable, not being of the overly noisy or enthusiastic type. They same couldn't be said for Zhongli's associate Ie. Venti.

Returning the nod because who needs more of a greeting then that, he moved over to inspect the area too.]

Notice any peculiar effects regarding... this? [I mean normally when something was glowing unnaturally without an obvious power source it was bad news and you should be wearing the appropriate equipment to be anywhere near it.. but this was the void.. so.. who knows]

[pragmatism]

[ If anything, Kaiba is direct and practical, not too different from Zhongli when he was much younger. In this way, he is able to understand the young man... though that pride of his would eventually be broken. Zhongli doesn't consider that a 'maybe', it's a definite. Just like how his own was brought low by the cold grasp of death. ]

Phenomena such as these have appeared in various places. In my world, such mists carry magic, and are termed ley lines. However, I cannot draw on their mana as of yet.

[ Zhongli himself is a fundamental being tied to the elements, which makes it a little strange. Perhaps the Void hasn't acquired elemental affinities yet. ]

They also seem to be able to transmit the thoughts of people.

Phase 1 - Gymnasium - Ota (Aimed at Iwa)

[blue_eyed_obsession]

[It had taken a long time and a fair amount of cajoling the Brushboys to pull this off, but Kaiba was finally going to strike back against once of his sworn enemies in a very public and overt way. The gym itself was almost completely transformed now in shades of blue and white. The floor now looked like this, and this branding continued on the wall with the following logo. The volleyball nets were missing in action, and a search for the volleyballs would be fruitless. In fact in the container they usually would be found in there was only a brief message to be found in bold on a sign that was impossible to miss:

HAJIME IWAIZUMI'S LOST HIS BALLS
It would be difficult to hold the regular practice for the volleyball teams- if that was still a thing -but at least they would have plenty to clean up which should occupy their time sufficiently enough, unless Iwa was left to deal with it himself.]

[bluecastleace]

[Pissed off doesn’t even begin to describe it. When Iwaizumi & co. enter the gym that morning for their weekly volleyball practice only to find it defaced, destroyed, his school colors marked over with that bastard’s insignias, Iwaizumi is positively livid. It takes him a minute to full process just exactly what’s going on, his mouth slightly agape as he tries to take in everything he’s seeing.

[It’s a low blow, far worse than anything under the belt he’d ever done. Take the one thing Iwaizumi has from home and destroy it? He feels positively murderous as he drops his gym bag on the ground and screams:]

WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, YOU BASTARD? I’LL KILL YOUR SORRY ASS!

[simulatio]

...Oh dear.

[Honestly, this is the best thing Akechi's seen in a while. He'd, much to his own disappointment, been rather dead during Iwa's last bout with Seto Kaiba, and thus missed witnessing all the fun. He doesn't often come to practice, but oh, is he glad he did today.

Wearing another one of the borrowed gym uniforms from the underground, Akechi hoists the makeshift gym bag he'd stitched together from other assorted clothing and quirks an eyebrow.]

Well, we certainly can't let this pass without consequences.

[bluecastleace]

Consequences?

[Iwaizumi lets out a laugh that heavily implies he is about to rip someone’s heart directly out of their chest and eat it.]

I’M GOING TO MURDER THE SMUG-FACED GO FISH MOTHERFUCKER!