future is now more like future is wow

[resonantblue]

Who: fin and visitors?
Where: FIN DORM
When: Day 165, post-game

[how'd that game treat you? or, for those who didn't go, how did NOT going to that game treat you?]

Comments

Forward-dated day 166 sometime

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Guess who's no longer kidnapped and also checks profiles?

Anyway, there's some non-game related knocking at the door. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Opens both doors when he sees the spikey hair from the security camera. Yes, he's inputted the input surveillance camera feed into his eye. No one should be surprised.

He is (unsurprisingly) writing up notes about the new hosts]

Come in.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Hey, it could be Yugi, you know!

OK, no, probably not.

Either way, he wanders in, the now-familiar senet bundle tucked absently under one arm. He comes to a stop next to Intensity, peering curiously at the notes in progress. ]

You look busy.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Wow! He can tell King apart from Yugi, please.]

Not terribly busy.

New hosts. Just getting the basics written down before asking what other people found out.

...

I didn't see you at the game.

[puzzlekeeper]

I only just got back last night.

...

Bad?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Memory sharing. Brand new memories.

So as bad as whatever the hosts tried to saddle you with on the spot. And as bad as the memories of others that were implanted in your head.

[Gestures for King to come closer]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He winces sympathetically at the very thought, because... nightmare scenario. But at least no one died, from the sounds of it.

He puts the game aside and follows Intensity's gesture easily. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Pulls King into his lap unceremoniously, shoving his own papers to the side.]

Got back from where?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Oh.

Actually, he's perfectly pleased with this if the way he settles and wraps both arms around Intensity is any indication. Apparently PDA aversion doesn't include this anymore.

Quirking an eyebrow at the question. ]

They had me on a show daring people to leap off tall things or sit in vats of scorpions.

[ He could sound less pleased by this. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He could sound less pleased by this.

But honestly, that sounds like a great vacation. Even greater than Intensity was not around to wig out that King was gone.]

Oh no. That sounds like a terrible time.

Were you allowed creative license to set up some of these dares?

[puzzlekeeper]

Please. Do you think it would have been so cliche if I were?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Dunno.

I've seen you leap off tall things twice now for sport.

So unless there is some dare that you've been holding out on me...?

[puzzlekeeper]

Guess you'll just have to wait and see.

So what did they do with you?

[ Because King DID have time to notice Intensity was missing. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Clamps a hand over his mouth before he can finish that last sentence, looking around very paranoid.

He hisses very low under his breath:]

Angel doesn't check her phone.

[As far as he knows, she doesn't know he was transferred and he would like to keep it that way]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ ..... UH

He tugs that hand away, squinting dubiously (JUDGINGLY) up at him. But he does drop his voice in kind. ]

......... Really.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Okay. Look.

She may take blurry photos and send incomprehensible emoji texts, but she definitely does not look at the profiles.

For all they now, I was just cooped in my lab working stupid hours.

1/2

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Judging continues for a moment. IT WAS LITERALLY DAYS! ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ But then he just rolls his eyes. Y'know what? If it's actually better for Angel, who is he to complain? ]

Fine, whatever. But I at least can say I'm glad you've returned.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[It wouldn't be the first time he was gone for days!]

Fine!

Nowhere bad. But nowhere nearly as satisfying as throwing people in scorpion pits.

[That's not even what King said but whatever]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ That's literally not what King said, but ok. The small smile returns, his arms tightening somewhat. ]

I see. What a shame.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Rests his chin lightly on the top of King's head.

And with a smirk as he looks at the senet board:]

I see you missed me kicking your ass. How sweet.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ don't stab urself ]

Careful. I'm here for a rematch.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He’s being careful!]

Oh?

And what makes you think it’ll go your way this time, hmmm?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Matter-of-factly: ]

Arrogance.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Ha! Not confidence?

[He removes his arm around King's waist.

...

Reluctantly]

Shall we?