4th Wall: End

[idolpro]

Who: Guest Stars & Regulars
Where: The Game Tower
When: 183, Evening (forward date

[ It's evening, and the day draws to a close.

As does the time for for guest stars.

Your phone screens brighten, one of Exael's broadcasts segments flickers on. She's in front of a wall of screens, a big logo for Imeeji Productions behind her that disintegrates as the individual screens fitz out and then on again, now showing cameras aimed around Tokyo at guest stars that happen to be out and about, and stay off for the ones ensconced within their dorms ]

And all the stars stay lit, not a one winked out! Everyone give them all a round of applause, for they twinkle still! And so, having proved themselves on this strange and unfamiliar stage for them, it's time to return them to more familiar skies!

The final hour approaches, everyone, here's your chance for your tearful goodbyes! Soon, we'll bring you back to our regular programming!

[ She waves and your phone screens darken again, her broadcast ended, at least where you can see it.

Elevator doors stand open in the game-tower, waiting to take the temporary teams out of Tokyo-F and back to where they were before, wherever that may be! Probably. You can't exactly check with the guest stars to make sure…

But before they leave, you do have a chance for good-bye. There's a clock counting down the hour on your phone, at the end of which the guest stars will find gravity shifting to pull them down into the elevator whether they want to leave or not.

But for now, you still have a full hour. Make the most of it! ]

Comments

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ ...oh. he had kind of been hoping they'd forgotten about that whole having to send the temp units home thing, but apparently not. damn. he frowns, glad for the extra hour, since it's better than nothing. ]

[ it's something and he'll take it.

[ mokuba will be looking for his unitmates to give them a quick good-bye, a few of the friends he made, but mostly he's looking for his brother, because he's going to need to attach himself to him for as long as he's able - and maybe try to hide in fin. that has to work, right? he's not giving up on this plan, ok! ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[As if his brother isn't hard to find, hovering as he is]

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ grabs his hand and squeezes. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Pulling Mokuba in the direction of his lab by their joined hands]

It doesn't look like we have much time. So let's get you as prepared as possible.

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ sticks as close as he can to his brother as he just sort of stares at his phone. that sure is an hour counting down. ]

[ stumbles, because he's not paying much attention to the brisk walk back to the lab, but manages to keep from falling. ] Mm. [ just a hum of acknowledgement. this... this sucks. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Mokuba.

I need you to pay attention.

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ pockets his phone and looks up at intensity. ]

Alright. I'm paying attention.

[ now. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Setting various items out on the lab table. Starts with a taser:]

You remember how to use this, don't you? Of course you do. This will be your first line of defense.

[And then a taser gun. Plus holster]

And this your second. Keep it hidden. And only use it in emergencies.

[And then a knife with a holster as well]

This, too. Final line of defense. Or if both tasers run out of charge before you get out of there.

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ of course he does. he's real familiar with tasers, among a handful of other weapons... thanks to being kidnapped every other weekend and being introduced to these things from their assortment of body guards. mostly isono and mostly privately. ]

[ he eyes the taser gun and nods. mokuba hopes that he really doesn't have to use any of these things, but he honestly wouldn't be surprised if he did. he's already gotten into one bad scuffle, so... ]

Alright. [ he picks up the knife, removing it from its holster. ] Anywhere in particular I should, ah, ... [ stab? ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

If they're trying to kill you, neck or chest. Otherwise, the leg if you're just looking to immobilize.

Take off your lab coat.

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ returns the knife to its holster and sets it down. mokuba shrugs off his lab coat and throws it over the side of the table. ]

Just above the knee is probably a good spot...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Excellent. Now you're thinking.

[He sifts through a drawer for a Mokuba sized vest and approaches]

Hold you arms out.

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ does as he's asked. ]

And what's this?

[ is it a bullet proof vest? ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Not quite bulletproof because like where the fuck is he going to find that type of material. But lightweight chainmail.

That he can synthesize]

A little bit of armor. Wear it underneath all your clothes.

That's the best chance you have of keeping it if they move you around productions.

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ mokuba doesn't know. he's never had access to a shop like that before, and it's not like he really had much time to shop through it. someone needs to make its interface less, uh, crap and that's putting it nicely! in the other hell it's all... favors. but anyway!!! ]

I will. [ he'll put it on right now, since he's going to be going back soon and he doesn't want to immediately found out if it's not beneath everything. ]

I'm going to do my best to stay where I am. All things considered it's pretty cushy. [ at least now. ] But, yeah, if.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Crouches down in front of Mokuba, helping him smooth his clothes over the vest once he's wearing it]

And one more thing.

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ reaches for his lab coat and starts putting it back on. ]

Yeah?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Slips a locket over his head. In the shape of a Duel Monster's card. And with a heavy steel chain instead of the most familiar leather cord]

1 / 3

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ mokuba freezes,
stunned. ]

Seto...

/ 4 i lied

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ it takes him another moment to get a hold of himself, but when he finally does he looks down at the locket and feels his chest start to hurt. ]

[ o- oh.
oh no. ]

[ his hand instinctively rises to close around it, clutching it against his heart as his bows his head further and shuts his eyes. ]

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ swallows, afraid to look inside. it's not like he doesn't know what could be inside, but seeing it might send him over the edge. ]

[ this is it.
this is the "end".
he's going to be leaving until a) he can get onto this awful production or b) his brother rescues him from his own terrible show. ]

[ his hand trembles as he tries to find the courage to remove it from the locket, but, instead, he just ambles forward and reaches out with his other hand for his brother, grabbing anything ( everything??? ) and burying into him. ] Seto. [ ok, so maybe he didn't need to see the picture to lose it; tears streaming down his face as soon as he's hugging him. ]

[ he doesn't want to go. but, then again, why would he? his brother is right here, the one and only thing that matters to him is right. fucken. here. ] ...tell me you have one too. [ because let's pretend he's not falling to pieces and talk about that. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He lets Mokuba grab and tug where he needs to, easily being closer. And wrapping his arms tightly around him once it seems he's as close as he wants to be. Or as close as he can physically get.

The tears are not unexpected, but Intensity doesn't know what to do with them. He doesn't think he ever did as he just--- holds Mokuba that much tighter, one hand patting his hair]

Of course.

There's a matching set.

[Just like Seto and Mokuba are. The only two of their kind]

[bluescreenspiritdragon]

[ he doesn’t pull away, because that’s not happening, but he does pivot and turn himself so they’ll both be able to get to their lockets. loosening his vice like grip on his own he gives his brother a small, if but lopsided smile. ]

Let’s open them together. [ because he’s interested in seeing what’s inside seto’s too. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He pulls out his from under his coat, the silver chain just looking like another embellishment along the collar.

And like their old lockets, it looks like they have a simple mechanism that lets the lockets open with a little added pressure.]

Of course.

[He holds his up between the two of them]