ONE When he'd finally faded from Atem's afterlife, he'd not known exactly what might happen. He'd hoped to open his eyes to see the pod he'd used to travel in, or at least the wreckage of it depending upon what had actually happened to it upon his crossing over. There was also the slim chance he wouldn't open his eyes again for challenging the natural laws of physics, time and space.
He certain hadn't expected this.
Waking up soaking wet and caked in sand could have been possibly excused considering where his elevator had been built.
Waking up caked in sand and soaking wet with a complete stranger standing over him pointing what looked to be a shotgun at his face however...most definitely couldn't be.
"You have approximately five seconds to get that thing out of my face before I take it from you and shove it down your throat." He snarled at the man glaring down at him, not at all cowed by the show of hostility.
TWO Hostile beach welcome aside, it would appear not everyone in this strange place was as prone to threaten him with violence right off the bat. Though after the first several people had dumped their reading material on him, or offered him room and board for the time being, the fawning attitudes and decided lack of the information he actually wanted began to grate on his nerves.
Yet the gracious crowd did little to hide the fact there were those who it would appear wouldn't mind shoving something sharp through his ribs if he allowed them the chance to do so.
Thus once he'd gotten good and sick of the apparent natives of whatever godforsaken place he was in, he growled at them to leave him alone for now and allow him to actually think on things before he gave them any answers to their offers. Not that he actually needed time to think over them all, but it did serve the purpose of getting them off him and off seeking to badger some other unfortunate sap in the area. Which meant he could actually investigate the pamphlets that had basically been forced into his hands when they'd first surrounded him.
WILDCARD If you have a different idea you want to hit me up with, feel free to throw it at me.
(ooc: I will match your style if you'd prefer brackets as opposed to prose!)
Seto Kaiba | Yu-Gi-Oh! (Manga/DSOD)
When he'd finally faded from Atem's afterlife, he'd not known exactly what might happen. He'd hoped to open his eyes to see the pod he'd used to travel in, or at least the wreckage of it depending upon what had actually happened to it upon his crossing over. There was also the slim chance he wouldn't open his eyes again for challenging the natural laws of physics, time and space.
He certain hadn't expected this.
Waking up soaking wet and caked in sand could have been possibly excused considering where his elevator had been built.
Waking up caked in sand and soaking wet with a complete stranger standing over him pointing what looked to be a shotgun at his face however...most definitely couldn't be.
"You have approximately five seconds to get that thing out of my face before I take it from you and shove it down your throat." He snarled at the man glaring down at him, not at all cowed by the show of hostility.
TWO
Hostile beach welcome aside, it would appear not everyone in this strange place was as prone to threaten him with violence right off the bat. Though after the first several people had dumped their reading material on him, or offered him room and board for the time being, the fawning attitudes and decided lack of the information he actually wanted began to grate on his nerves.
Yet the gracious crowd did little to hide the fact there were those who it would appear wouldn't mind shoving something sharp through his ribs if he allowed them the chance to do so.
Thus once he'd gotten good and sick of the apparent natives of whatever godforsaken place he was in, he growled at them to leave him alone for now and allow him to actually think on things before he gave them any answers to their offers. Not that he actually needed time to think over them all, but it did serve the purpose of getting them off him and off seeking to badger some other unfortunate sap in the area. Which meant he could actually investigate the pamphlets that had basically been forced into his hands when they'd first surrounded him.
WILDCARD
If you have a different idea you want to hit me up with, feel free to throw it at me.
(ooc: I will match your style if you'd prefer brackets as opposed to prose!)