[OPEN] Ha? You think I'll apologize?

[psychokinesia]

Who: Add & you!
What: Arrivals, breaking and entering & other fun activities! I'm kinda using this as a catch-all so feel free to hit me up at BlueFlewFedUQueen or Discord/PM if you have a different idea for a thread! Prompts are in the comments.
Where: Mainly around the Mortis Lake area and the Merlaut Apartments
When: time is fake
Content Warnings: Add being an asshole to robots and trying to punch people but that's about it rn

Comments

Or you could just talk like normal people...

[blue_eyed_obsession]

No robots.... yet. If Kaiba had his way that might not be true in the future but so far the lack of available resources was holding him up.

There was an unfortunate side effect to his general demeanor and mannerisms, his natural mistrust for others that projected that he, himself might be a person-of-interest. That and by having disparaging remarks at the ready, he managed to make a lot of enemies upon first encounters. Kaiba fully intended to give a good account of himself if it came to it, he was no slouch in the physical conditioning though most of his interests were more cerebral in nature.

"Let me get this straight," Fingers discretely slipping over the cards in his duel disk, an action made much simpler by his posture. "You're the one that broke into a clearly locked apartment, and not only do you seem surprised that I would have the audacity to retaliate, but are demanding answers?" Giving a shake of the head and ignoring the pretty face comment.

"Does that about cover it...?" The recap wasn't necessary, it was just a means to keep the other talking or distracted. Maybe the guy was expecting it, but Kaiba defied him to be ready for this. In a flash, he flung out one arm with lightning quickness, launching one of his duel monsters cards directly at the stranger's right eye. The trajectory was flawless so if the intruder didn't react he'd temporarily lose the use of that eye.

... but not stopping at that, Kaiba kicked the office chair forward, it sailed into the air on a collision course for his cocky bastard ideally with enough force to unbalance him.

talking like normal people? with egos this large??

[psychokinesia]

"Yeah, in an apartment building in the middle of nowhere—literally. Seems like you're pretty cozy here, too. So what kind of person decides to settle down in a messed up place like this, hmm?"

A suspicious person, that's who. (or a person in the exact same situation as him, but that's not really on his mind right now since this is obviously some kind of demonic conspiracy)

The sudden attack doesn't catch him completely off guard—he's been expecting a fight since this guy opened his obnoxious mouth, and the current "demonic conspiracy" theory would surely lead to some unpleasant battles if it turned out to be true. He sees a flash of motion and ducks out of the way, his face twisting into a manic expression of bloodlust. Peaceful negotiations aren't really his style anyway. He's going to solve this his way.

A chair comes sailing at him a moment later, and on reflex he lifts up a palm threateningly and... takes an office chair to the face.

Ah. Right, no dynamos.

Actually, this might be a bit more challenging that he would've liked, but he's not about to give up just because he has to get his hands dirty. He's quick to recover from getting knocked on his ass, hissing a curse under his breath as he tosses the stupid chair aside. Now he has a new reason to want to punch this guy in the face.

Add lunges forward, aiming to do exactly that. He doesn't know the other's full capabilities, but there won't be any need for that if he can finish this quickly, right?