If there's one thing Kaiba's retained after all this time, it's a burning desire to conquer any and all games. From the Anastara War Games to various nighttime chess matches, he's competed for the sake of being good at something. And that's led him to this hot new card game.
He's running a demo for the newer students at the moment, hoping to entice some players to sweeten the pot. The player opposing him foolishly attempts to attack him directly, and Kaiba outright cackles.
"You fool! You've activated my trap, Vortex of Chaos! Your dragons are grounded, and mine gain all the power they need to crush your field! Now, Ghost Blast!"
The illusory dragon on his side of the field bears a suspicious resemblance to his all-time favorite dragon, silvery-white with blue eyes. Huh. But she's a beast all her own, conjuring a blast of wind that manages to ruffle the audience's hair.
"Nothing's ever predictable or straightforward in this game, at least when it's played properly. Any questions? Make 'em quick."
As cross as he looks, he really will help...or attempt to.
mayhem on ice
Golem bowling. Right. Kaiba's all for ignoring this---do the cleaning golems ever do anything other than make trouble? But he finds himself roped into holding an ice block, and he glares at it.
"What are we supposed to do with this---build a giant freezer and shove them in until they chill out?"
That's actually not a terrible idea, in his opinion, but he doesn't see how they're going to stop the golem's inconvenient bowling session with it.
a quiet moment
Kaiba really likes quiet, and one of his favorite places for quiet is at Loch Lake. Its waters are ever-shifting and mysterious, but he doesn't have enough of a death wish to dive in there alone.
No, the pleasantly cool shore is the perfect place to study for his Draconic Knowledge exam. So with a quickly whispered Modification to the nearest plants, he manages to create a little glowing spot for study as the sun sets. He might even be able to stargaze from here...not that he'd ever be caught dead with that level of sentimentality.
But his eyes do drift upward every now and then...as fascinating as dragons are, the author somehow managed to write the dullest possible prose.
seto kaiba | yugioh
If there's one thing Kaiba's retained after all this time, it's a burning desire to conquer any and all games. From the Anastara War Games to various nighttime chess matches, he's competed for the sake of being good at something. And that's led him to this hot new card game.
He's running a demo for the newer students at the moment, hoping to entice some players to sweeten the pot. The player opposing him foolishly attempts to attack him directly, and Kaiba outright cackles.
"You fool! You've activated my trap, Vortex of Chaos! Your dragons are grounded, and mine gain all the power they need to crush your field! Now, Ghost Blast!"
The illusory dragon on his side of the field bears a suspicious resemblance to his all-time favorite dragon, silvery-white with blue eyes. Huh. But she's a beast all her own, conjuring a blast of wind that manages to ruffle the audience's hair.
"Nothing's ever predictable or straightforward in this game, at least when it's played properly. Any questions? Make 'em quick."
As cross as he looks, he really will help...or attempt to.
mayhem on ice
Golem bowling. Right. Kaiba's all for ignoring this---do the cleaning golems ever do anything other than make trouble? But he finds himself roped into holding an ice block, and he glares at it.
"What are we supposed to do with this---build a giant freezer and shove them in until they chill out?"
That's actually not a terrible idea, in his opinion, but he doesn't see how they're going to stop the golem's inconvenient bowling session with it.
a quiet moment
Kaiba really likes quiet, and one of his favorite places for quiet is at Loch Lake. Its waters are ever-shifting and mysterious, but he doesn't have enough of a death wish to dive in there alone.
No, the pleasantly cool shore is the perfect place to study for his Draconic Knowledge exam. So with a quickly whispered Modification to the nearest plants, he manages to create a little glowing spot for study as the sun sets. He might even be able to stargaze from here...not that he'd ever be caught dead with that level of sentimentality.
But his eyes do drift upward every now and then...as fascinating as dragons are, the author somehow managed to write the dullest possible prose.