[Open]

[note_atem]

Who: Atem and whoever else
What: Having a bad day
When: Friday night
Where: Outside the shopping district
Warnings: None unless someone shows up to cause trouble \\both [brackets] and prose are fine


The district seems packed on a Friday night. Such great sales and things to do, places to go, objects to spend your money on. Atem was not having such a great time, however. He seems to be just idly walking by himself, sipping slowly on some sort of beverage. There would be no other accounts of anything to do until a very rude and rushed alien completely smacked right into him.

Being of such short stature, and having not been paying attention, he gets completely bowled over- his drink (which was a chocolate milkshake) knocked to the ground, the contents spilling out. The alien yells something about watching where he's going before taking off. Atem stands, dusts himself off and sighs. A hand raises to his head.

"Tch."

Comments

Since I'm rushed for time right now, I'll probaby be using brackets instead of prose like I want to.

[whitewizardboy]

[He saw the whole thing and is immediately concerned. Rushes up to him, making sure that he's okay]

Are you all right?

it's fine~

[note_atem]

[The rushing up out of nowhere gets a small tense out of him. Once he realizes who it is he eases up. His hands go to his pockets.]

Aa. It's unfortunate that I'm getting used to this. [In Egypt no one would dare knock over the Pharaoh. And in Domino no one would dare knock over the King of Games! ...but here..]

And now back to our regularly scheduled program

[whitewizardboy]

[Ryou tilted his head, confused. He was getting used to being bumped around by total strangers? But, then again, he himself was pretty much used to it too, back in Domino, so he didn't think to much about it whenever someone bumped into him.]

[He gave a little bit of a smile] There are a lot of things to get used to here... [As he has become increasingly aware of.]

[note_atem]

[Oh that's right. Ryou's relatively new.]

More unfortunate circumstance. But if there was a way to go home already, I think most of us would be there.

[lionsandsnow]

That was some rotten luck to witness- not in it's entirety, so Ed can't be sure who bumped who, but it can't have been pleasant to get rolled over by some of Hitler's work. Ugly thing that alien had been, and rude too. He cocks his head to one side, wondering if maybe the funny-haired man would rather have him pretend he saw nothing.

But it just can't sit right with Edmund, and so he ambles over. "Nothing busted, I hope?"

[note_atem]

In the midst of swooping his hands over his jacket, he hears an unfamiliar voice. It really isn't the most pleasant thing to be witnessed being so easily knocked over. Being so short in stature and lithe in frame, it's just a particularly simple thing to do to him.

Either way, someone is voicing concern, so despite not liking the situation, he can't just be rude and turn away. "I'm fine." The answer is relatively simple as his eyes look away from the mess created to the boy. "I don't carry anything easily broken with me." Perhaps for the simple fact that this was a reoccurring act.

[lionsandsnow]

"Good to hear."

And the corners of his lips turn upwards at the second comment because it's too easy to imagine the bulldozer breaking bones and the like- an exaggeration on his part, and one that shouldn't really be amusing. But still. "Weaving and dodging's skill to have here." A pause. "I think I've noticed some residents don't take well to refugees- if that's what you are. But some are just nasty to who ever."

[note_atem]

Unless there's cause for fighting or fleeing, Atem doesn't have much skill in such a thing. There's not really a need to mention it, however, so the stray thought goes unsaid. A much easier topic was presented, after all.

"A lot of the aliens don't like us, no." Cluing in to the fact that he's obviously a refugee as well. "There's a specific group trying to get rid of us, I think."

oh no, it's an aibou

[minigoff]

[And here's a certain someone's favorite partner at the arcade nearby. Because why not.

Hearing the kerfuffle, he looks and sees his friend outside. Concerned, he leaves to see what's wrong and he's ready to give a friendship speech or asspats if necessary.]

Mou hitori no boku, what happened? [Not that it's completely obvious or anything.]

oh no indeed

[note_atem]

[A weak smile is given to his partner.]

I just got knocked over, that's all. [And lost his favorite of all frozen dairy treats. And his pride hurts. But whatever.]

and he has new icons, oh no x2

[minigoff]

It happens. [Yugi counters Atem's weak smile with a warm smile.] At least you're okay, right?

[Would you feel better if he offered to buy you ten more, Atem?]

new icons are the best

[note_atem]

Nothing permanently damaged. [SAVE FOR HIS DELISHUS MILKSHAKE!!1!1]

...what are you doing out here anyway? [Why did I not know of your whereabouts. I must not be stalking you enough]

[alwayswiththe]

Rory is looking for socks. That is all. Socks. A pair of socks. Why is it so difficult to find a pair of socks on this spaceship? He's been at it for an hour. He gives up on shop #37 and is about to move on to the next when he sees a commotion out of the corner of his eye— and didn't he talk to someone with crazy hair like that last week?

"Hey…" he hesitantly walks over only once he sees the other put a hand to his head. "Are you alright?"

[note_atem]

The hand is dropped rather immediately once he realizes he's being watched by someone else. If he could save his pride any further, he'd take measures to do it. It almost doesn't hit him that he knows this person, having only talked once, and over the Guide at that.

But once he recognizes him, he gives the other a weak grin. "I'm fine. Rory, right?"

[alwayswiththe]

Insane hair just makes a guy memorable, okay. Rory looks momentarily surprised that he was remembered too, and holds up a hand like either hello or oh hold on. "Yeah, that's me. I saw that alien… bit of a tosser, wasn't he? You didn't hit your head?"

[note_atem]

"Tosser?" Atem's never heard that insult before. Context is enough to give away what it means, but the question had already left him. Talking about his own condition isn't much easier, though. It leaves a sort of lurch before he responds to it.

He nearly starts to say 'I'm fine' again, but realizes he's already said it once. He shakes his head. "I've just had a migraine all day." So obviously he thought something sweet like his prized milkshake on the floor would help.

[sugartitties]

(stocking, still in her disguise and as "honey dew", she walked down the main shopping district path wearing short jean shorts and a tank stop that gives her breasts that... POP volume. there was no doubt that boys stopped and stared at her as she made her way through. she paid them no mind, of course -- she twirled her tongue around her lollipop as she pondered on what to do with her time.)

[note_atem]

[Having his favorite dairy treat destroyed, Atem as at a loss with what to do now. Especially since he's pretty mad about that, and getting knocked over, and having a headache... today's just not so great.

He's not looking where he's going when he turns abruptly and smacks right into her, but for once, he's not the one that's going to go down. But.... he reaches out a hand to her arm to make sure she doesn't fall either, because he's not a jerk.]

Sorry. [It's murmured, not realizing who he actually bumped into because he's not paying attention, before he turns to go.]

[sugartitties]

(she let out an 'oof' and she was about to snap at this said person, but she noticed the hair immediately and her anger attitude washed away into a sweet gentle one. stocking wrapped her arms around his neck before he departed from her too quickly and murmured to him.)

Getting bumped into the most sexiest man in existence? It's a blessing.

[shutupandduelme]

[He's returning from shopping himself, a small bag on his arm. His health has also slightly deteriorated since Atem saw him last, some shadows showing up under his eyes.

But he notices when the alien runs into Atem, and watches the whole scene with a faint curiosity.]

Is that the kind of creature that can bring you to the ground now?

[note_atem]

[Oh Kaiba he is so not in the mood. That voice alone gets him to turn sharply on his heel. Venomous statements are sure to follow since he feels pretty poorly at the moment-

However.

The way Kaiba looks gets him to soften and stop. He then smirks weakly instead.]

We're not in Domino anymore. I think they have cause to remind me every chance they get. [No one would knock over the Game King in Domino. Hmph.]

[shutupandduelme]

The King of Games should be able to handle himself no matter where he is.

[threedoctorates]

Reid had been wandering about, doing his duty this month of handing out pamphlets and condoms while trying to keep his face straight and without the slight red on his cheeks signaling embarrassment, when he sees the young man with the strange hair almost get bowled over by the alien.

Not one to just not acknowledge such behavior, he makes his way over the other. "Are you all right?" He looks slightly uncomfortable asking, but it's his social awkwardness acting up again.

[note_atem]

Atem had been pressing at his head to get rid of a headache he was sure would be quelled with the spilled milkshake. When he heard someone raising a question about his health his hand dropped. He turned, realizing he didn't know who was speaking to him.

"I'm fine." The answer was given relatively easily.

[threedoctorates]

Reid raises an eyebrow at that, but doesn't say anything. It's not he has any right to call anyone out on a lie, especially someone he doesn't know. How often did he brush off things after being kidnapped and tortured by Hankel with a curt "yeah, I'm fine" to his teammates?

"I've noticed that the majority of them don't see to care for our presence."