The Wrath of God

[puzzle_king]

Who: Atem, Vatheon
When: Friday afternoon (Wrath/Humility day)
Where: Plaza, towards the Casino
Style: I'll follow
Status: Open

Atem strode through the plaza heading south, pace brisk. Attire long swapped from the linens and royal hues for the familiar black and leather, myriad of belts and bangles jangled against each other as he moved. Everything was irking him--had been, all day. He didn't want to risk snapping at Yuugi; it'd be a small thing, easily mended, but even the idea of snapping at his partner in the first place was irritating.

Not worth it. So he figured going for a walk might help.

It... so far was doing nothing of the sort.

It was probably good that he no longer possessed the powers of the Millennium Puzzle. There was no guarantee that he wouldn't have instigated a penalty game against the first person to set him off. It wouldn't have been for his perception of justice as it had once been, but instead as a vent.



(mood music)

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[doormat_hikari]

Ryou had spent the earlier part of the week consuming everything in sight. Which meant one thing, really. He needed to restock. His kitchen was bare.He lived alone so he couldn't exactly tell a roommate to go get groceries. Then again with how much he ate, that would be a daily task.

Anyway, he was heading to the market for food when he spotted a familiar figure. "Pharaoh-san?"

[puzzle_king]

Atem slowed, turning to peer back over a shoulder at his partner's schoolmate. Bakura, this probably wasn't very good timing; Atem was just liable to pop at any second.

"What?" His tone was a little harsher than normal, almost as if he was snapping back; there was nothing to be angry about, but being stopped was just as irksome as anything else, right now!

[doormat_hikari]

Ryou wished he had something in his hands to grab. That tone was scary. Angry, not psychotic, but still scary. Maybe he needed something to cheer him up. Hopefully it wasn't that something had happened to Yugi.

"Oh dear. I'm, uh. Sorry. I just wanted to know if you wanted to duel sometime. But if you're busy that's okay."

[puzzle_king]

Atem felt the urge to scowl, but that wasn't right. He was just so easily set off right now--he didn't need to be doing that to Bakura. He was a friend! He'd gotten better about his temper, so why was it so shot all of a sudden? The pharaoh scoffed, more to himself than anything else, and lifted a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Dueling actually did sound like a lot of fun, too.

"It's fine, Bakura. Jus' tetchy today." Or more than that, going by tone. Luckily, Bakura wasn't the Ring Spirit. That wouldn't have ended well. With an irritable noise, Atem exhaled. "I'll tell Yuugi." Because presumably it would be the three of them in rotation.

[doormat_hikari]

Thankfully there was no ring spirit. Ryou's body might've not made it out in once piece, well between the spirit and everyone else. That shadow had a bad tendency to mutilate their mutual body.

"Is there something I can do to help?" Ryou didn't particularly like seeing his friends down, and while he didn't know the pharaoh too entirely well, thanks to his own shadow interfering, he was part of Yuugi and that meant he was an important friend too.

[puzzle_king]

Violence rarely left anyone in one piece. Between causing harm to Bakura and further enraging an already irritable Atem (who might be prone to slipping back to ancient ways of handling these things...?), it would have simply spelled disaster.

"No." Because whatever the Japanese teen tried, Atem would probably just find fault with it and be set off even further. Which, unfortunately, also wouldn't end well. The tension in his shoulders and his back tightened, and red eyes locked onto Bakura's face before turning elsewhere. He needed to keep moving lest just standing still made him more irritable.

[doormat_hikari]

For the moment Atem was looking at Ryou, the white-haired kid had worry plastered all over his face. He wasn't quite sure what was going on with him, but it seemed help was out of the question for the time being. "Alright."

Ideas of what might've gotten him angry did cross his mind. Most of the ideas seemed to center around the past and Kaiba and dueling. Kaiba wasn't here and Atem had returned to the past so those ideas were probably out of the question.

[thestrengthoftenderness]

This is no good... The paler of the two starfish-headed nerds bustled through the crowd, searching for the other.

I don't know what he's mad about, but his bathroom was a mess. Today is really not a good day, though.

"Atem! Atem?!" He continued pushing thought the crowd, still looking for a very cross sun god.

[puzzle_king]

No, he'd left things open and generally scattered over the counter when he was usually very particular about putting everything away. That was probably control issues' fault. Regardless, he left a few things scattered on the bed as well, indecision probably factoring into the foulness of his mood.

...But it shouldn't be this bad, even with that.

Hearing his name, Atem wasn't sure if he wanted to scowl or smirk; Yuugi. But with the bodies in the way... The thought of shoving them all to either side somehow, or dragging them into a Game for their inability to part for his friend entered his mind and lingered.

Instead, he wound up physically pushing at people until he reached Yuugi and went for his wrist to yank him back through the people he'd just (very roughly) shoved out of the way.

[thestrengthoftenderness]

He wasn't quite prepared to see his other self barrel through the people in the street, and was, in fact, left in shock for a moment after being grabbed. It took him a few minutes to recover and complain a little.

"Whoa, jeez other me!" Rough enough? "What's up with you today?!"