[fic] YGO: Guard Dog Con't (rough)
May. 11th, 2006 10:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ickaimp*scratches head* Right... we're currently writing/posting two minor story archs (about 5 chapters) ahead currently. Posting this now so that Ysabet doesn't kill us while we're away this weekend.
Ph34r the bouncy ones.
So... um... there may be stuff that doesn't make sense. Skip it, we'll fill in the blanks when we edit later. *pokes fic and watches it jiggle*
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The Burst Stream of Destruction ripped through Jounouchi, reducing his life points down to zero in a blinding wave of not-pain. He always thought in retrospect that it always seemed like it should physically hurt, having that much energy apparently tear through him, but it never did. It was more mental than anything else.
Didn't stop Jounouchi from flinching and bracing himself through it, the after effects leaving him slightly dizzy. Above him and around him, Noa's voice over the loud speakers proclaiming Kaiba Seto as the Reigning Duel Monsters Champion as the crowd below cheered.
Hidden behind a Fusion card, the Red Eyes Black Dragon appeared to wink at him, a knowing grin on the dragon's face. He smiled back, watching the untouched trap card on the playing field disappear.
The platforms lowered and collected his cards before he making his way across the duelling arena. "Congratulations." He grinned, offering his hand. Usually Kaiba eschewed touching anyone, even to shake hands with his opponents. However, Kaiba shot him a small smile back, giving his hand a hard shake before releasing it.
"Good game." Kaiba commented. High praise indeed.
"Thanks. You too." That was about all the time he had to say anything before Yuugi and Mokuba made their appearance, Mokuba bouncing at his brother and Yuugi grinning at Jounouchi.
"Well done." Yuugi commented, slapping his palm to Jounouchi's, causing people to scream louder in the background. Yuugi had quite a celebrity status among the duelling circles, something that caused him no end of embarrassment. Hugs and noogies could wait for a more private venue. They were currently being broadcast publicly on television.
"Thanks." He smiled crookedly back. He's entered this year's tournament from the bottom up, accepting no short cuts just because he was a ranking duellist. And he'd gotten Second. Not bad over all.
"Hah!" Mokuba cheered, smugly grinning at Jounouchi. "'Niisama IS the best!"
"Yup." Jounouchi agreed easily. "Sure is, kid."
Noa's face appeared on the big screens, announcing the awards ceremony and speech by the winner, Kaiba turning and striding off to perform his duties as Reigning Champion, Mokuba bouncing along, as proud as he could be of his brother.
Jounouchi watched them walk off, then turned and exited the duelling stage, Yuugi trailing along behind him, leaving Kaiba to his responsibilities. They'd meet up later, but both Kaiba brothers were as safe as they could be in front of this many people.
In the meantime, Jounouchi would relax and hang out back stage with Yuugi, relaxing out of sight and mind.
And really, that was the whole point.
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Jounouchi had gotten used to Kaiba's various moods. Several years ago, if someone had told him that he'd be able to tell the difference between Ol' Blue Eyes' 'casual indifference' and 'fuck off and die' glares, he would have laughed in their faces.
Course, if someone had told him a few years ago that he'd be -living- with Kaiba, and sharing his bed no less, he would have laughed until he cried, then beat the person up to a bloody pulp for suggesting such a thing.
Funny how times change.
If someone had told him last week that Kaiba would come charging into the Observation Deck while Jounouchi was hanging out with the techies before running a test match, looking like he wanted to rip off Jounouchi's head, he would have snickered and waved it off. A few years ago, he would have believed it easily. Lately? Not so much.
Which is why it took him by surprise when Kaiba Seto did just that. If it wasn't for the fact that he sparred with Kaiba on a nearly daily basis, he probably would have had it ripped off too. As it was, he managed to dodge in time and Kaiba left a dent in the wall instead.
The -metal- wall.
"The fu---" He bit off the rest of the word, ducking and crossing his arms to block as Kaiba spun, blue eyes glowing like laser sights. "-is WRONG with you?!"
For a moment he debated the possibility of a rampaging android or an alien robot from space having taken over Kaiba's body. With the type of life they lead, neither of them would have shocked him. Mildly surprised, maybe. But not shocked.
"You." Kaiba's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Lost."
"Yeah?" Which time? At what? Life in general?
Kaiba took a step forward, the techies fleeing to the edges of the room, several of them starting to inch towards the doors. Out of the corner of his eye, Jounouchi vaguely noted one hiding under his console.
"On. PURPOSE." Kaiba growled.
"Oh." Jounouchi paused, a nervous smile sliding across his face. "That."
"Yes. 'That'." Kaiba agreed icily, stopping his progress. Either because if Jounouchi went back much farther, he'd be -on- the consoles or because Kaiba didn't trust himself to get into arms reach, Jounouchi couldn't tell. "The Kaiba Corp Duel Disks record every card in a player's deck upon activation at the beginning of a duel to ensure that there is no cheating or replacement of cards in the players hands or decks."
"... Oh." So -that's- how Kaiba figured it out... Jounouchi certainly hadn't said anything about it and neither had Yuugi, whom Jounouchi had then proceeded to beat in a private duel back stage while the Kaiba siblings had been doing their business type stuff on stage.
"I was reviewing the records." Kaiba continued, his voice a harsh rumble. "You had a trap card face down in front of you, Red Eyes Black Dragon, Meteor Dragon and a a Fusion Card in your hand. Had you avoided my Burst Stream, you would have been able to attack and defeat my Blue Eyes during your next turn."
Blue Eyes White Dragon had 3000 attack points. Red Eyes Black Dragon only had 2400 attack points. But when fused with Meteor Dragon, Red Eyes Black Dragon became Black Meteor Dragon, with 3500 attack points.
Their life points had pretty much been tied at the point that Kaiba had pulled out his Blue Eyes White Dragon. Had Jounouchi counter attacked, he would have won the duel and the Championship.
"Yeah?" He shrugged. "And?"
"You did not." To the cringing techies, that probably sounded like a hostile accusation. To Jounouchi however, it sounded like a whinge.
"Nope." Jounouchi agreed.
Kaiba glared at him, silently promising death for making him -ask- the question instead of just coming out and saying what was going on under that blond mop Jounouchi called hair. "Why?"
Jounouchi tensed slightly as he prepared to dash out the door if need be. "Cause I didn't need to."
"You..." Kaiba stared at him like Jounouchi had suddenly grown horns and bat wings along with his ears. "WHAT?"
"I didn't need to win." Jounouchi repeated, stubbornly keeping his voice calm and wondering when he'd taken on the role of the rational adult in the argument. "It was my choice and I chose not to win."
Now it wasn't just Kaiba staring at him like a mer-freak in a bowl, it was the techies as well. Ol' Blue Eyes had the little tweak of an eyebrow that said he really, really, really wanted to go bang his head against a hard surface for a while until things made sense again. Because in Kaiba Seto's world, winning was everything.
Jounouchi scratched the back of his head, deciding to take pity on the guy. There was only so much someone like Kaiba could take before they snapped. And he really didn't want to end up as another dent in the wall. "Look, I entered the competition to see how good I was, just like everyone else. I proved to myself that I could win if I wanted to, so I stopped."
"You -Quit-." Kaiba snarled.
"I -chose- not to win." Jounouchi snapped back, aiming a kick to Kaiba's head. Fuck it. If Kaiba wasn't going to listen to reason...
Kaiba blocked it with his arm... his left arm. It was like hitting a metal pipe with his shin. Jounouchi hopped up and down a little bit, trying to get the sting out. "I got my reasons fer it. And ain't a single one of them that I'm afraid of yer scrawny ass."
He then immediately had to duck as Kaiba aimed am open handed strike of his own towards Jounouchi's head. "What happened to your 'Road to being a True Duellist?" Kaiba sneered. "Not giving up until you beat me in a duel?"
Since Jounouchi was already on the ground, he figured he might as well use it and spun on one foot, swinging the other leg out in an attempt to trip Kaiba. Kaiba dodged it by jumping backwards, not that Jounouchi was surprised. "I -haven't-. But I didn't want to win the Championship."
"NOT win?" Kaiba tried a kick and Jounouchi had to quickly scramble to avoid, accidentally knocking over Murphy-san's cup of coffee, spilling it all over one of the consoles. "You entered a tournament to NOT win?!" He sounded outraged by the thought of it.
"I wanted ta prove ta myself that I could beat ya." Jounouchi retorted. "And I did. But I also thought about what would happen if I did win and it wasn't worth it."
They traded a few blows, both rapidly striking and blocking, neither gaining ground before stepping apart and circling each other again. Kaiba fought with words, but Jounouchi was more of a hands-on person.
"And -what- do you think would happen if you won?" Kaiba sneered, but his supposedly calm facade was broken by the fact that he was breathing kind of hard.
"Y'think I -want- people followin' me around to try ta duel me? Just so that some punk ass can try ta get some sort of rep fer themselves? Ferget it! I ain't got nuthin' ta prove ta them!" Jounouchi snapped, switching back to kicks. Kaiba tended to prefer to fight with his fists when he did fight, but Jounouchi preferred the good old-fashion boot to the head. "Kaiba Corp stocks go down every time ya publicly loose a duel. Dunno what you and Mokuba are up ta, but ya don't need that on top o'everythin' else! I'll beat your scrawny ass, just not there."
"Fine." Kaiba straightened, looking like the immaculate business man he was some of the time. "We'll finish the duel now."
"No."
It wasn't often someone refused anything to the great mighty pain in the ass, Kaiba Seto.
"What?!"
It was even rarer that someone didn't back down.
"No."
Kaiba and Jounouchi glared at each other, neither willing to surrender the battle to the other.
Sparks flew.
One of the techies dove for a fire extinguisher as some of the napkins they were attempting to mop up Murphy-san's spilled coffee caught fire.
"This isn't Duellist Kingdom, Battle City, the Virtual World or Doma." Jounouchi growled. "And neither of us is Gozaburou. Loosing Doesn't Equal Death."
Kaiba froze, like a physical strike had gotten through his guard. Jounouchi winced. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
"Look." He tried to start over. They all had things that they Didn't Talk About, and Fathers were top of the list. "You're the owner of the worlds largest and best Gaming Company. And when was the last time ya actually duelled?"
Kaiba opens his mouth and Jounouchi cut him off. "-Other than the championship."
This time Kaiba didn't say anything. He knew as well as Jounouchi did that it would require a check of Kaiba's calendar going back at least a year or more.
Smoke filled the room.
Jounouchi ran a hand down his face. "Battle City all over again, only we got nothin' ta gain by the outcome."
Kaiba sniffed disdainfully. Course that was the root of the problem right there... Kaiba duelled and fought for Victory, Jounouchi duelled for Fun, and fought for his Friends.
The big battles were over, even Jounouchi could sense that. The War between Light and Dark still raged on, but it was someone else's battle now.
He wondered what pissed Kaiba off more, the fact that Jounouchi could have actually beaten him in a fair fight, or the fact that Jounouchi had chosen not to pursue victory.
"Tell ya what." Jounouchi grinned, rubbing his hands together. Oh, this was gonna piss Kaiba off but good... not that Ol Blue Eyes didn't deserve it. "You duel ten games, for no stakes other than for enjoyment and I'll fight ya."
Kaiba smirks, like he's just been dealt a lucky card. "Deal." He offered his hand to shake.
"No paying or coercing anyone into it, Kaiba." Jounouchi took the offered hand and they shook. "Play for -fun-."
The look Kaiba has promised that it will be fun... for Kaiba. As he crushes them beneath his dragons' feet.
The ventilation system kicked in, clearing the smoke from the room, leaving a slightly scorched smell behind.
Eh, close enough. One step at a time.
And hey, he got Kaiba to duel him sometime without massive begging or taunting on Jounouchi's part. That was a first.
"I don't think we're going to be able to run any simulations today." Murphy-san's weary voice commented behind him.
"That's fine." Kaiba waved it off, turning and striding from the room.
Jounouchi followed him part-way, leaning out the door. "Hey, Blue Eyes!" He shouted down the corridor. "Any damages to the property will be taken out of your salary!!"
"It's MY damn building!" Kaiba roared back.
Jounouchi cackled.
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And we're off to Dunedin for the weekend. Dunedin really does remind me of a rainy gothic San Fran. ^^;;
Ph34r the bouncy ones.
So... um... there may be stuff that doesn't make sense. Skip it, we'll fill in the blanks when we edit later. *pokes fic and watches it jiggle*
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The Burst Stream of Destruction ripped through Jounouchi, reducing his life points down to zero in a blinding wave of not-pain. He always thought in retrospect that it always seemed like it should physically hurt, having that much energy apparently tear through him, but it never did. It was more mental than anything else.
Didn't stop Jounouchi from flinching and bracing himself through it, the after effects leaving him slightly dizzy. Above him and around him, Noa's voice over the loud speakers proclaiming Kaiba Seto as the Reigning Duel Monsters Champion as the crowd below cheered.
Hidden behind a Fusion card, the Red Eyes Black Dragon appeared to wink at him, a knowing grin on the dragon's face. He smiled back, watching the untouched trap card on the playing field disappear.
The platforms lowered and collected his cards before he making his way across the duelling arena. "Congratulations." He grinned, offering his hand. Usually Kaiba eschewed touching anyone, even to shake hands with his opponents. However, Kaiba shot him a small smile back, giving his hand a hard shake before releasing it.
"Good game." Kaiba commented. High praise indeed.
"Thanks. You too." That was about all the time he had to say anything before Yuugi and Mokuba made their appearance, Mokuba bouncing at his brother and Yuugi grinning at Jounouchi.
"Well done." Yuugi commented, slapping his palm to Jounouchi's, causing people to scream louder in the background. Yuugi had quite a celebrity status among the duelling circles, something that caused him no end of embarrassment. Hugs and noogies could wait for a more private venue. They were currently being broadcast publicly on television.
"Thanks." He smiled crookedly back. He's entered this year's tournament from the bottom up, accepting no short cuts just because he was a ranking duellist. And he'd gotten Second. Not bad over all.
"Hah!" Mokuba cheered, smugly grinning at Jounouchi. "'Niisama IS the best!"
"Yup." Jounouchi agreed easily. "Sure is, kid."
Noa's face appeared on the big screens, announcing the awards ceremony and speech by the winner, Kaiba turning and striding off to perform his duties as Reigning Champion, Mokuba bouncing along, as proud as he could be of his brother.
Jounouchi watched them walk off, then turned and exited the duelling stage, Yuugi trailing along behind him, leaving Kaiba to his responsibilities. They'd meet up later, but both Kaiba brothers were as safe as they could be in front of this many people.
In the meantime, Jounouchi would relax and hang out back stage with Yuugi, relaxing out of sight and mind.
And really, that was the whole point.
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Jounouchi had gotten used to Kaiba's various moods. Several years ago, if someone had told him that he'd be able to tell the difference between Ol' Blue Eyes' 'casual indifference' and 'fuck off and die' glares, he would have laughed in their faces.
Course, if someone had told him a few years ago that he'd be -living- with Kaiba, and sharing his bed no less, he would have laughed until he cried, then beat the person up to a bloody pulp for suggesting such a thing.
Funny how times change.
If someone had told him last week that Kaiba would come charging into the Observation Deck while Jounouchi was hanging out with the techies before running a test match, looking like he wanted to rip off Jounouchi's head, he would have snickered and waved it off. A few years ago, he would have believed it easily. Lately? Not so much.
Which is why it took him by surprise when Kaiba Seto did just that. If it wasn't for the fact that he sparred with Kaiba on a nearly daily basis, he probably would have had it ripped off too. As it was, he managed to dodge in time and Kaiba left a dent in the wall instead.
The -metal- wall.
"The fu---" He bit off the rest of the word, ducking and crossing his arms to block as Kaiba spun, blue eyes glowing like laser sights. "-is WRONG with you?!"
For a moment he debated the possibility of a rampaging android or an alien robot from space having taken over Kaiba's body. With the type of life they lead, neither of them would have shocked him. Mildly surprised, maybe. But not shocked.
"You." Kaiba's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Lost."
"Yeah?" Which time? At what? Life in general?
Kaiba took a step forward, the techies fleeing to the edges of the room, several of them starting to inch towards the doors. Out of the corner of his eye, Jounouchi vaguely noted one hiding under his console.
"On. PURPOSE." Kaiba growled.
"Oh." Jounouchi paused, a nervous smile sliding across his face. "That."
"Yes. 'That'." Kaiba agreed icily, stopping his progress. Either because if Jounouchi went back much farther, he'd be -on- the consoles or because Kaiba didn't trust himself to get into arms reach, Jounouchi couldn't tell. "The Kaiba Corp Duel Disks record every card in a player's deck upon activation at the beginning of a duel to ensure that there is no cheating or replacement of cards in the players hands or decks."
"... Oh." So -that's- how Kaiba figured it out... Jounouchi certainly hadn't said anything about it and neither had Yuugi, whom Jounouchi had then proceeded to beat in a private duel back stage while the Kaiba siblings had been doing their business type stuff on stage.
"I was reviewing the records." Kaiba continued, his voice a harsh rumble. "You had a trap card face down in front of you, Red Eyes Black Dragon, Meteor Dragon and a a Fusion Card in your hand. Had you avoided my Burst Stream, you would have been able to attack and defeat my Blue Eyes during your next turn."
Blue Eyes White Dragon had 3000 attack points. Red Eyes Black Dragon only had 2400 attack points. But when fused with Meteor Dragon, Red Eyes Black Dragon became Black Meteor Dragon, with 3500 attack points.
Their life points had pretty much been tied at the point that Kaiba had pulled out his Blue Eyes White Dragon. Had Jounouchi counter attacked, he would have won the duel and the Championship.
"Yeah?" He shrugged. "And?"
"You did not." To the cringing techies, that probably sounded like a hostile accusation. To Jounouchi however, it sounded like a whinge.
"Nope." Jounouchi agreed.
Kaiba glared at him, silently promising death for making him -ask- the question instead of just coming out and saying what was going on under that blond mop Jounouchi called hair. "Why?"
Jounouchi tensed slightly as he prepared to dash out the door if need be. "Cause I didn't need to."
"You..." Kaiba stared at him like Jounouchi had suddenly grown horns and bat wings along with his ears. "WHAT?"
"I didn't need to win." Jounouchi repeated, stubbornly keeping his voice calm and wondering when he'd taken on the role of the rational adult in the argument. "It was my choice and I chose not to win."
Now it wasn't just Kaiba staring at him like a mer-freak in a bowl, it was the techies as well. Ol' Blue Eyes had the little tweak of an eyebrow that said he really, really, really wanted to go bang his head against a hard surface for a while until things made sense again. Because in Kaiba Seto's world, winning was everything.
Jounouchi scratched the back of his head, deciding to take pity on the guy. There was only so much someone like Kaiba could take before they snapped. And he really didn't want to end up as another dent in the wall. "Look, I entered the competition to see how good I was, just like everyone else. I proved to myself that I could win if I wanted to, so I stopped."
"You -Quit-." Kaiba snarled.
"I -chose- not to win." Jounouchi snapped back, aiming a kick to Kaiba's head. Fuck it. If Kaiba wasn't going to listen to reason...
Kaiba blocked it with his arm... his left arm. It was like hitting a metal pipe with his shin. Jounouchi hopped up and down a little bit, trying to get the sting out. "I got my reasons fer it. And ain't a single one of them that I'm afraid of yer scrawny ass."
He then immediately had to duck as Kaiba aimed am open handed strike of his own towards Jounouchi's head. "What happened to your 'Road to being a True Duellist?" Kaiba sneered. "Not giving up until you beat me in a duel?"
Since Jounouchi was already on the ground, he figured he might as well use it and spun on one foot, swinging the other leg out in an attempt to trip Kaiba. Kaiba dodged it by jumping backwards, not that Jounouchi was surprised. "I -haven't-. But I didn't want to win the Championship."
"NOT win?" Kaiba tried a kick and Jounouchi had to quickly scramble to avoid, accidentally knocking over Murphy-san's cup of coffee, spilling it all over one of the consoles. "You entered a tournament to NOT win?!" He sounded outraged by the thought of it.
"I wanted ta prove ta myself that I could beat ya." Jounouchi retorted. "And I did. But I also thought about what would happen if I did win and it wasn't worth it."
They traded a few blows, both rapidly striking and blocking, neither gaining ground before stepping apart and circling each other again. Kaiba fought with words, but Jounouchi was more of a hands-on person.
"And -what- do you think would happen if you won?" Kaiba sneered, but his supposedly calm facade was broken by the fact that he was breathing kind of hard.
"Y'think I -want- people followin' me around to try ta duel me? Just so that some punk ass can try ta get some sort of rep fer themselves? Ferget it! I ain't got nuthin' ta prove ta them!" Jounouchi snapped, switching back to kicks. Kaiba tended to prefer to fight with his fists when he did fight, but Jounouchi preferred the good old-fashion boot to the head. "Kaiba Corp stocks go down every time ya publicly loose a duel. Dunno what you and Mokuba are up ta, but ya don't need that on top o'everythin' else! I'll beat your scrawny ass, just not there."
"Fine." Kaiba straightened, looking like the immaculate business man he was some of the time. "We'll finish the duel now."
"No."
It wasn't often someone refused anything to the great mighty pain in the ass, Kaiba Seto.
"What?!"
It was even rarer that someone didn't back down.
"No."
Kaiba and Jounouchi glared at each other, neither willing to surrender the battle to the other.
Sparks flew.
One of the techies dove for a fire extinguisher as some of the napkins they were attempting to mop up Murphy-san's spilled coffee caught fire.
"This isn't Duellist Kingdom, Battle City, the Virtual World or Doma." Jounouchi growled. "And neither of us is Gozaburou. Loosing Doesn't Equal Death."
Kaiba froze, like a physical strike had gotten through his guard. Jounouchi winced. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
"Look." He tried to start over. They all had things that they Didn't Talk About, and Fathers were top of the list. "You're the owner of the worlds largest and best Gaming Company. And when was the last time ya actually duelled?"
Kaiba opens his mouth and Jounouchi cut him off. "-Other than the championship."
This time Kaiba didn't say anything. He knew as well as Jounouchi did that it would require a check of Kaiba's calendar going back at least a year or more.
Smoke filled the room.
Jounouchi ran a hand down his face. "Battle City all over again, only we got nothin' ta gain by the outcome."
Kaiba sniffed disdainfully. Course that was the root of the problem right there... Kaiba duelled and fought for Victory, Jounouchi duelled for Fun, and fought for his Friends.
The big battles were over, even Jounouchi could sense that. The War between Light and Dark still raged on, but it was someone else's battle now.
He wondered what pissed Kaiba off more, the fact that Jounouchi could have actually beaten him in a fair fight, or the fact that Jounouchi had chosen not to pursue victory.
"Tell ya what." Jounouchi grinned, rubbing his hands together. Oh, this was gonna piss Kaiba off but good... not that Ol Blue Eyes didn't deserve it. "You duel ten games, for no stakes other than for enjoyment and I'll fight ya."
Kaiba smirks, like he's just been dealt a lucky card. "Deal." He offered his hand to shake.
"No paying or coercing anyone into it, Kaiba." Jounouchi took the offered hand and they shook. "Play for -fun-."
The look Kaiba has promised that it will be fun... for Kaiba. As he crushes them beneath his dragons' feet.
The ventilation system kicked in, clearing the smoke from the room, leaving a slightly scorched smell behind.
Eh, close enough. One step at a time.
And hey, he got Kaiba to duel him sometime without massive begging or taunting on Jounouchi's part. That was a first.
"I don't think we're going to be able to run any simulations today." Murphy-san's weary voice commented behind him.
"That's fine." Kaiba waved it off, turning and striding from the room.
Jounouchi followed him part-way, leaning out the door. "Hey, Blue Eyes!" He shouted down the corridor. "Any damages to the property will be taken out of your salary!!"
"It's MY damn building!" Kaiba roared back.
Jounouchi cackled.
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And we're off to Dunedin for the weekend. Dunedin really does remind me of a rainy gothic San Fran. ^^;;
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Date: 2006-05-11 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-11 07:22 pm (UTC)So he's now 'Murphy-san' and bad things happen to him.
Hmm... mebbe we should name that one fast limo driver after Speed Racer...
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Date: 2006-05-16 06:21 am (UTC)*wanders of spluttering happily over Murphy-san*
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Date: 2006-05-11 06:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-11 07:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-11 07:53 pm (UTC)You're an evil woman, Icka.
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Date: 2006-05-14 10:09 am (UTC)Is one of the things about Jou... he never challenges anyone whom he perceives to be weaker than himself, usually only challenging people who are -stronger- than him.
Problem being, this point in the story, he's beating Yuugi nearly half the time and just proved that he can beat Kaiba. There's not many people who -are- stronger than him duelling, so him being the Champion isn't going to be much fun. He'd be like Yuugi, refusing to accept challenges, which is bad for business.
... need to re-write the ending part, put that in there as well as just exactly what Jou is up to when he's not bugging Yuugi or Seto while Mokuba's in school. ~_^
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Date: 2006-05-11 08:39 pm (UTC)Ahh- now that is comedy ^^ and a nice ending for that snipit ^^
Great as always Icka
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Date: 2006-05-14 10:11 am (UTC)I didn't know how that scene was gonna end until they said that. Was a pleasant surprise for me too. ^_______^
Thanks! Hoping to make it better tho. ^^;;
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Date: 2006-05-12 03:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-14 10:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-12 01:45 pm (UTC)Try to get a look at the yellow-eyed penguins while you're there. The fur seals are pretty darn cute, too, for snoozing lumps of fur.
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Date: 2006-05-14 10:13 am (UTC)Have yet to see the pengi-chan tho.
And thanks! XD
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Date: 2006-05-14 09:50 pm (UTC)Ooh, you should! They're my personal favorite out of the penguins I've seen. Penguin Place, I think it's called, out on the Otago peninsula. The six-wheeled buggy-things they take you on to get there are much fun, too.