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You're Playing Revelry, But No One's Listening

Who: Yukari and Kaiba (closed)
What: Chance meeting of weaponry and combat discussions.
Where: The Armoury
When: 5/8
Warnings: Insults galore, maybe? Nothing more severe than that, I think.

Yukari made it a habit, at this point, to visit the Armoury regularly. He liked to use a variety of weapons to help Atem train against, and he also had his own reasons for looking at the variety. Ayamachi was used more sparingly, if only in favour of concealing the weapon and making sure he remained on his toes for anyone, or anything, that might come after him again. He's certainly never caught off guard, but the memory of whatever that was that came after him, he certainly has no intention of dying to it again.

And he couldn't possibly forget he now has people to protect, by orders of Atem. He'd only taunted Seto up until now, assured that the younger child had a robot that protects him more often than not. Even if he's teasing, Yukari takes his job very seriously.

So, today's trip is hardly any different. A trip to find what to use in the latest rendition of his plans. It's not much, but it's something. Something that keeps his mind on what is steadily becoming the right track. He fingers through a selection of spears with a dagger in hand already. Occasionally, he might test one by tapping it's sharpened point to the ground, putting it back, and looking at another one.

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If there was one truth about Seto Kaiba, it was that he always had a goal and would stop at nothing to accomplish it. The worst part of Hadriel was that most of his goals and all of his progress had been ripped away from him in a single day. His primary goal was the duty he'd taken on at 8, to protect Mokuba. In Domino he made sure they were the most powerful people in the city. Here they were back to having nothing, no resources, no bodyguards, no technology. 10 years of work was gone in the blink of an eye. They were back to being the underdogs surrounded by enemies.

The dangers of this place were becoming more apparent with each day, and the 'protections' such as they were depended on the gods or other captives. None of them could be trusted. The only option was for Kaiba to learn how to fight. He wasn't a complete novice, but the skill needed to be feared in Domino wasn't comparable to what would be needed here.

That's why he went to the armory. He wasn't going to ask for assistance. He planned to find the supplies he needed and figure everything out for himself.

Yukari turns to the sound of someone arriving, being quick to inspect them. A smirk quickly crosses his features when he recognizes the face from the video chat.

"Seto-chan~ What a pleasant surprise to see you here."

Just as taunting as it was in their first conversation, Yukari returns his attention to one of the spears nearby.

"How did your conversation with Atem-sama go?"

Probably not the way Kaiba wanted. After all, he never got a cancellation on the order to protect the Kaiba or Mokuba. So, it's easy enough to predict where this conversation will go.

Kaiba paused and tensed at the sound of that voice. He had hoped he wouldn't have to hear it again, after that first brief conversation. It was too late to turn around now, that would be the same as admitting defeat.

He had no good retort without admitting that Atem hadn't listened to him. That betrayal was between him and Atem. Yukari was just the weapon used, and he wasn't going to discuss it with a tool. Instead he focused on Yukari's worst offense.

"That is not my name."

"Oh, isn't it? I was thoroughly informed that it was Seto Kaiba-chan. Or is Atem-sama incorrect? Although, I most certainly doubt it."

Dropping his attention from the weaponry for a moment, he takes a few graceful paces toward Kaiba. Testing him, taunting him. And if Kaiba can read combat movements at all, it is a distinct notion that he can and will dodge anything Kaiba can throw at him.

After all, Kaiba can't be strong in any powers, else Atem wouldn't have asked him to watch the young man.

"And how is Mokuba-chan?"

Since they're on the subject.

Kaiba kept his gaze on the nearby weapons trying to ignore the taunts. If he can find a gun or similar he can just take it and leave. Maybe shoot this idiot in the face on his way out.

He spins quickly to face Yukari as he comes closer. He's not a trained fighter, but he's hypervigilant about his surroundings and doesn't trust him at all. He doesn't move to engage, instead standing immovable as he gets closer. His glare that of a CEO used to being in charge, who controls his entire city and always has a group of trained security at his back.

Only his eyes changed when Mokuba was mentioned, narrowing into angry slits. "None, of your business. "

"But it is. Atem-sama told me to watch him, as well."

Yukari pauses a moment in thought, before smiling at Kaiba.

"Though, I suppose you're right. I could just message him myself. Yes, that should be much easier. Give me just a moment, won't you? I'll text him so as not to interrupt our little chat."

True to his word, Yukari pulls out his phone and starts typing away on it.

As tempting as it is to bat the phone out of his hand it would give too much away. Atem had already made him give away enough weaknesses to this fool. He had to recover ground. The only reaction was a further narrowing of his eyes.

"And why do you do what Yugi says?," he asked challengingly.

"Yugi?" Yukari parrots back, almost curiously. He inventories that away for later. He can make a few assumptions already, since Atem is the only one they're talking about in the giving Yukari orders department.

A sly smile.

"Well, I thought it was obvious. Yugi-sama, Atem-sama, is held in much higher regard here than you are."

A jab. And then Yukari wants to dig deeper.

"You see, Seto-chan, I follow a chain of command. -chan. -sama. Those clearly mean something to you. Aren't you clever enough to figure that out on your own?"

The more Yukari digs, the more stone Kaiba became. He was well aware he was not held in any regard here. The fact that Atem was able to command anyone when he wasn't was just insult to injury. He'd crawled his way up from nothing before and he would do it again. He was done with this man's disrespect.

"Are you?" He asked challengingly. He took a step forward, not in an attack posture just to get in his face and stare him down. "I'm aware there's a chain of command. In that chain you're just a guard dog. Not a very good one if your owner was willing to hand you off at the first opportunity."

Edited 2018-06-09 03:27 (UTC)

"Oh, my. You're insults when we first met were much more close to actually insulting. Are you even trying?"

He clicks his tongue in mock disappointment.

Yukari sends his text message (but it isn't to Mokuba). But he has no less of a sly smile than he would as if he actually had sent it to Mokuba.

"There, much better. Now we can focus on that insult quality of yours. Repeat after me: 'You lack very many things: Passion, conviction, but most of all - Beauty.'"

He actually watches Kaiba expectantly, as if he believes Kaiba will follow suit. But it's all for fun, really.

Kaiba watches the motion of sending the text and resists the urge to snatch the phone out of his hands. He'll trust Mokuba to ignore him like he told him to. If it continues, then he'll intervene.

There are very few people Kaiba might tease with insults. This irritating man is not one of them. Not only was he a nuisance but Kaiba was realizing he was clearly insane. Beauty? What the hell was he going on about. Atem stuck him with an unwanted employee and he was going to treat him like one.

"I'm stating fact," he turns his back on him and makes a dismissive gesture over his shoulder. "Guard dogs shouldn't bark at their masters. How are you supposed to keep watch with all the noise you're making. Tell Yugi to send you back when you're properly trained. "

Yukari's phone goes off pretty quickly, and Yukari looks at it. A confused look crosses his features for only a moment, before he lets out a delightedly airy chuckle. He types out another swift response before pocketing the phone, then turns his attention back to the younger man.

"Ah~ Are you offended? Atem-sama certainly doesn't think I'm so incompetent if he assigned me to you. I've already told you, if you wish to prove yourself competent beyond my services, I will gladly accept your challenge, Kaiba-san."

It was only one message, but there it is: -san. And it isn't Mokuba he'll have to thank for that later, but Atem.

It was hard to miss the sudden change in address. He narrowed his eyes at Yukari, putting the pieces together. Unless he was continuing to insult him by pretending to do as he was told, there was no way he had been texting Mokuba.

"I have no intention of relying on you for anything." He selected a solid looking staff from the weapons rack. It felt enough like the ones he'd performed katas with to be familiar.

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