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@duelheld

Sunlight filtered through the gaps amongst leaves that covered branches which reached upwards towards it's rays of light, the birds were in full chorus, unbothered by his presence that made no effort to conceal itself or try to avoid some leaves that crunched under heel. A quiet humming emitting from the gem duelist, more a simple melody from his home country, albeit the language he knows deep down to his very bones isn't one he can use nearly as often here. A shame given he wanted to explore so much more, though for now that would have to wait till he finished the last of his studies here. He comes to an abrupt halt, just at the same time that he can hear Amber Mammoth's attention be caught by something, effortlessly does the teal haired male launch into action, abruptly dashing forward and a single foot pressing against the bark of a tree see's himself launching upwards through the air and gripping onto the branches to rapidly scale through the tree's for a better look. Standing on one of the sturdier sets, his gaze looks ahead to the faint ripple through the air, the crystal beast's bristle at it but he cannot gain any real information on why it had suddenly crossed his sight. Instead, movement below down by the river catches his attention, along with a voice. His gaze locks onto one of the other's who'd come to Duel Academia, he'd missed the first boat here thus his arrival had been delayed and he hadn't much time to interact with all the others.

No matter when or where, there's no way that Ryouga wouldn't recognize that face. And as he meets their gaze, the surprised, almost vulnerable expression that comes over Ryouga lasts only for a few seconds before it's replaced by a more guarded expression - with his hands quickly shoved in his pockets so they won't betray their tension.

What he says next, though, is perhaps a little odd.

"...Should you be here?"

Kanaria's sisters were in the mood for pizza for lunch. Kanaria had saved a brochure for a pizza delivery service that had been put inside of the mailbox once. She dialed the number.

“Hello, Blackbird Delivery?”

      𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴, 𝙾 𝙱𝙻𝙸𝚉𝚉𝙰𝚁𝙳 - !

      Honestly, she couldn’t blame him. 

      What had happened in and of itself was unbelievable. While the details weren’t clear, an accident had resulted in Crow fracturing his shoulder. This in and of itself would be not a problem, if not for the fact that the WRGP preliminaries were in 3 days time.

      The next question was what they planned to do. Aki had offered to help, which in and of itself was very much appreciated, as it would allow three people to participate and give Crow time to heal, but from what she had just seen, he wasn’t too happy about the whole situation. 

      And after being shown that handmade banner from the orphans in satellite, it was almost like rubbing salt into the wound. The worst part for Unmei, however, was watching as he stormed off. It pained her to see the man she cared about more than anything feeling this way. 

      She had to do something.

      “I’ll be back...” And without another word she raced out into the downpour, determined to catch up him. The rain was picking up just a little bit, enough to make Unmei occasionally close her eyes so the water wouldn’t get in them.

      Her clothes were soaked in less than a minute, but for her it was an afterthought as she kept calling his name. She had to keep going. She could get told off for not grabbing an umbrella later. Reaching a storage facility, she saw the male seated on the staircase leading to one of the units. 

  The majority of Saiga’s morning was spent poring over the new set of benches put out by the Neo Domino Beautification Committee. The first ten minutes were spent admiring the sleek architecture (ugly). The next twenty were dedicated to retrieving a set of tools from his garage and returning to the site where the glittering benches had been placed. And the whole day, he figured, would be spent dismantling a certain part of the silvery seating that had set his blood on fire in the first place.

  “’Beautification’, my ass,” he mumbled, letting out a sharp grunt as he dislodged one of the divider armrests. “We know why you really put these here.”

  Panting, Saiga tossed the divider aside into a meager pile of chrome; all that seemed to glitter at him mockingly as the sun continued to rise higher into the sky. He hadn’t noticed the figure approaching from down the path, footsteps muted by the squeal of grinding metal and quickened breath until he glanced up from his work.

{ღ}: “...Where...Where am I?”

A question was asked. The Duelist opened her eyes slowly, her vision blurred as her head was currently pounding; Not that she could see very well in this dimly lit room that she found herself in anyway. But the girl felt a familiar presence that she hadn't felt in quite some time--

"...Kiri...is that you?...How?"

Rei couldn't remember how she even got here in the first place. She remembered trying to escape the Satellite, having her D-Wheel collide with Sector Security; The pain coursing through her body as she cursed the world and everything in it...and then the numb feeling of nothingness as the Duelist drifted off into what she thought would be her final sleep.

"I thought you were dead...I was told--"

“Hey Zane…? Can we talk?”

The two of them had just come back home from a meeting to discuss the pro leagues.