#blue!verse

@selectivechoice

The Tempest had been parked on Kadara port for supplies, and so Scott could get some much needed R&R, away from Political affairs of The Nexus. Walking down the hall, he heard the clicking of claws on the floor below him.

Stepping into his room, he gasps in shock at the sight in front of him.

“No freaking way! SAM? Am I dreaming!?”~It would appear not Pathfinder. It would seem Gil has left the door to the Tempest open, and A dog has managed to sneak onboard.~

Scott quickly Grabs a towel to stop the spilled coffee from making more of a mess, before croutching down infront of the doggo. The keyboard would dry eventually, in the meantime, if he needed anything typed, SAM could just do it for him.

@foxfirebluelace​

Blue!verse- Deck Masters

Marku & Black Rose Dragon  Jean & Red Eyes Black Dragon Marco & Silent Magician Lv8

“She what!!?”

The mask hid the tears threatening to spill, but he’d morn later. Right now, he was furious. He’d made a mental promise that this time would be different! If this was Bruce or Rose’s doing, they’d pay for sure.

“How!?”

*she would be into that college book. She would be reading about animal anatomy happily. She would notice genos walking by but she continued with that darn book. She did feel some one continue to stare at her over and over but she really didn’t pay it no mind as she was used to men looking her up and down and dare they touch her…when her food finally arrived she would eat her food in a calm manner actually sitting that book down. Man was this guy persistent on looking at her. She saw a bag that had hit the floor and she picked it up and saw he had many other bags she would walk towards him with it* “excuse me…I think you dropped this. It appears you have a big family!” *she states as she would be happy to give it to him. She would go back and resume to finish up eating. When she was done she would get back up and would walk off to go pay carrying her book with herself*

The Borg was grateful she was looking in the book, rather than noticing his awkward stare so much...or he hoped anyways. He didn’t want to come off as a creep, but she just seemed to familiar and interesting to him. He scanned the cover, and was surprised by the subject. Was she studying to be a vet?

His food soon came as well, and he thanked the waiter, before munching away at it.

He hadn’t noticed her come over, and jumped a bit at the voice by his table. “Oh...Thank you. Though you’re actually mistaken...I live with only my Sensei...I just needed to buy a lot of clothes this time around.” He flushed bright. Being that his clothing got ripped a lot, he often had to restock like this.

Once done eating, he to went up to pay, standing in line behind her.

@foxfirebluelace//I got just the thing!

They’d done it! Finally, after almost Six months of frustration, Marco, Blue, and Marku all three sat taking turns at putting the pieces into the slots.

Jean wasn’t among them. Instead, he was passed out on Marku’s bed with a poisoned arrow through the chest. It was why the situation was so dire. Marku could heal wounds, but the poison had spread to far by the time Marco had gotten him home to safety. Not even his potions had much effect, though it had slowed the process down.

They needed the Mystic Elf’s help, and the only way to summon her, was with the Millennium puzzle completed.

The demon turned the last piece over in his hand, the Eye of Wajat and it’s jagged edges staring back at him.

He was about to gain the power so strong, that the Egyptians feared it enough to lock it away for centuries. It should excite him, to be the inheritor of such a thing. But instead, He felt no glee in the idea.

Power wasn’t his goal anymore. His family was. Marco, Jean, Fox. They were his life now. The power meant nothing, except to be a means to protect them.

Taking the puzzle carefully into his hands, he puts the piece into the slot, immediately causing the item to glow.

When the light died down, another soul was with them, standing with a proud grin as he stepped closer.

“Heyyy Mister Spooky Ghost!”

At Fox’s words, Atem laughs, turning his crimson gaze to her, and cupping her cheek. “Long time no see… I’m glad you all finally solved it… Though I’m sorry for your friend.” The Pharaoh gave an apologetic glance to Jean’s form.

Placing a gentle kiss to Blue’s lips, He sighed contently. He knew he couldn’t stay, as he was only here to give Marku his powers, but it still was wonderful to see her again.

Stepping away reluctantly, he turned back to said demon and his light, patting Marku on the shoulder. He nearly dropped the puzzle out of nerves, but Marco took it from his hands with a giggle before he could.

“Careful with that, Shadow. Wouldn’t want to break it, yeah?” Atem smirked, playfully poking Marku’s nose. “… I can’t say how much I’ve missed you My Friend, though you remember very little of me…You’ve both come so far… I promise Both You and Marco will remember everything, once I give you what is yours..”

With that, he held up two orbs. One was glowing Gold, which he pressed into Marku’s chest, and the other was White, which he did the same for Marco, before stepping back to stand beside Fox.

Both Men fell to their knees and closed their eyes with hands over where the entry had occurred. They weren’t in pain, but were overwhelmed by the powers they were taking in.

“It will take a moment for them to absorb all of Mine and Yugi’s memories, along with their respective Shadow Magic.” He informs her. “But they’ll be alright. I promise. And so will Jean. My deck, and the Pokemon, I leave them to the two of them. Marku is Mine and Shadow’s incarnation… He’ll know what to do, but will need help with caring for them… I’m sure you’ll help though, right?” He smiles, tears in his eyes as he brushes some of her hair back behind her ear.

Genos had been busy shopping for Saitama-sensei and himself all day, so naturally when he came through the door carrying several variations of bags, he looked much more like a girl who’d spent all day at the mall really, rather than a battle-ready cyborg. (Mumen always did joke he’d make an amazing housewife.) 

Setting his bags down in a booth not to far from the girl, he’s greeted by the waiter, who asks if he’d like his usual, to which he nods, and the man leaves to get his order.

Genos sits down and relaxes some, looking out the window to pass time. However the blue hair catches his gaze, and he has to turn to investigate, half expecting to see Foxfire, but instead, is met with the sight of a girl his age, with a short bob-cut sitting opposite of himself.

For some unknown reason, he feels his Core flutter, and his cheeks turn slightly pink as he tears his optics away to keep from staring. 

He’d do his best to gaze out the window until his food arrives…Or that’s what he tells himself, but he can’t help glance at her from time to time from the corner of his eyes. 

Connor looks around the Foxfire Headquarters curiously as Agent Amun gives him a quick tour. 

“So.. You deal with demon cases like this everyday?” The Android asks curiously.

“Mostly, or just the crazy magical ones that no one believes.” Atem shrugs with a grin, motioning for Connor to follow. “Blue! Grab a coat! We’re going to Detroit! We’ve got a new case, and a new partner!” He calls, making his way to Her desk while waving the report file.

“I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news: some of this blood is mine. The bad news: most of it is mine. And I’m going to pass out.”

Marco was the one to open the downstairs door, and let out a small squeak of surprise when he saw the state she was in.

At her words, he quickly pulled her inside, and was already making a BeeLine for the bathroom, doing his best to keep her upright as he did.

Jean, seeing this, grabbed a chair, following them and setting it down, motioning for Blue to sit. 

“Should I get Marku?” He asked, digging into the cabinet for bandages, while Marco got a rag and pressed it to the worst of her wounds.