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)

Comments

[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?"

[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.