Post Graduate Honeymoon

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Just Izumu and Kaiba post-grad shenanigans ]

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ What is Izumu doing? Is it important?

Too bad because Kaiba is going to interrupt him with absolutely zero remorse as he storms into wherever he is in their Hell-house. ]

Izumu. Pack an overnight bag. I'm sick of staring at this dump of a city.

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ Wow, that was a really riveting Hell magazine he was reading!

... which is to say, he is definitely not doing anything more important than lazing around on the couch, and he perks up almost instantly at the suggestion of a break from the monotony. ]

Gyahaha—I'll do you one better and skip the whole packing part. Nothing says adventure like setting out into the unknown with nothing but the clothes on your back!

[ The words of someone who just likes to skip past the hassle of getting ready and jump straight into the fun part? Most definitely. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Pass. I had my full of camping in the wilderness during Hell Maintenance. And I hate adventure.

Also I refuse to eat at anything less than a three star restaurant. You'll at least need a tie. Preferably black.

[carnivorouscarnival]

When you live with me, every day is an adventure.

And I dunno why you think I'd own one of those. Unless a hairtie counts.

[ Not that he has enough hair to tie back anymore, anyway. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Different kind of adventure.

[And he looks Izumu up and down as if he didn't look at him everyday.]

Then pack your little black dress. I know you have at least two of those.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Fiiine, fine. Anything for you, honey bunches.

[ muttered half to himself: ] Of all the things to revisit from my ☆ZRAEL days, I never thought I'd dip back into the wardrobe...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Why not? That was the best part.

[ He had his silver briefcase already packed but surely that is not a surprise. ]

[carnivorouscarnival]

The team was the best part, obviously. 'Sides, I seem to recall a certain someone always complaining about too many ruffles and clasps.

[ He finally slides off the sofa as he says that, leading the way to the bedroom so he can start stuffing his own things into a bag. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And calling after him as he settles back down on the couch]

For bedroom antics, yes.

For causing a stir when we enter the room, not at all!

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ He shouts back from the bedroom: ]

Hey, I always cause a stir when I enter a room, fancy clothes or no!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes yes. Always entertaining. As long as you don't get blood on my suit, sugar lumps.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Gyahahaha! You'd only have yourself to blame for wearing white~!

[ That wisecrack is followed by various rustling sounds, and eventually he re-emerges with a packed rucksack. ]

Oookay, ready to set sail, Cap'n.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Did you pack your deck?

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ Glances inside the bag, then back at Intensity. ]

Eh? Wasn't on the packing list you gave me.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Add it. You'll need it where we're going.

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ He lifts an eyebrow. ]

Well, well—I was all ready to be surprised, but I'd say that narrows down the list of possible destinations.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Are you so sure?

I sent Duel Monsters cards into outer space, you know.

[ BECAUSE OF COURSE HE DID ]

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ OF COURSE HE DID. ]

Were you trying to pitch your card game to aliens?!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I was looking for intelligent life.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Hah! Well, they would have to be pretty smart to keep all those rules straight.

I'm so sorry October ate my life

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

It is not a difficult game to learn, only to master. And the pickings on my own planet for worthy components have been slim at best.

But in case you were wondering - no - we're not going to play cards games with aliens.

We're going back to where it all began. I have---

A loose end or two to tie up.

<3!

[carnivorouscarnival]

Spoken like a true master.

[ Then he goes from glib to earnestly curious, giving a small tilt of his head. ]

Yeah? I thought all your loose ends had ended up here.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What we have here is a fucking Gordian Knot that is going to take years to even start unraveling the edges.

I'm talking about a loose end that can be tied up in one trip. The proper succession of my old corporation.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Ah... Time to hand off the baton, huh?

[ . . . ]

Do you already have someone lined up? Or is this gonna be a "he who wins my tournament is worthy to follow in my footsteps" kind of thing?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

As much as I'd love to stir things up with Domino with my arrival - it's probably best to keep a low profile, do what we need to do and get out.

I have a trusted aide - Isono - who will look after the finer details. And quite unshakable in the face of... unusual circumstances.