One (or more!) -line WIP meme
Mar. 16th, 2009 11:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Seems to me I did this not so long ago, but what the hey!
1. "You are correct in believing that there is a quarrel of sorts between Bakura-kun and myself; since he has not confided in you, I will only say that any ill-feeling on his part towards me is… deserved. I do not often find myself in the wrong, Isawa-san, and I have little experience in the practice of making amends. Even if Bakura-kun were to allow me to do so."
2. Light flares, blindingly, and I throw an arm across my face to protect my eyes. Chilled metal brushes across my skin, wristbands cold and bumpy with decoration and rough-cut gems -- the golden shackles of my newly granted rank and obligation. Lowering my arm I blink and squint against the sudden brightness.
3. He felt rather than heard the rumble he'd learned to interpret as the Lion's laughter. "Oh, ye of little faith! I *do* have some experience in handling stubborn fishermen, you may recall."
4. Now, granted that Jounouchi is not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but how many brains does it take to realize that someone who's spent most of the past year living in terror thanks to the evil spirit of an Egyptian tomb robber just might not have the most pleasant dreams at night?
5. Normally I'd make a snappy retort, but Jounouchi's elbow in my stomach sort of removed the breath necessary to do so.
6. "… Is there a theme to this masked ball, then?"
"Not really, except Nii-sama said anyone who shows up in an Egyptian costume will get tossed out on their , er, ear."
7. For a few long moments the only sound from the speaker was that of harsh breathing "Twenty years," the other man said finally, his voice thick with fury. "Twenty years at Kaiba Corporation, you arrogant whelp! You owe me --"
"I owe you nothing. Whatever arrangement you had with Gozaburo died with him; I only kept you on the board as long as I did because it was too much trouble to try to get rid of you."
1. "You are correct in believing that there is a quarrel of sorts between Bakura-kun and myself; since he has not confided in you, I will only say that any ill-feeling on his part towards me is… deserved. I do not often find myself in the wrong, Isawa-san, and I have little experience in the practice of making amends. Even if Bakura-kun were to allow me to do so."
2. Light flares, blindingly, and I throw an arm across my face to protect my eyes. Chilled metal brushes across my skin, wristbands cold and bumpy with decoration and rough-cut gems -- the golden shackles of my newly granted rank and obligation. Lowering my arm I blink and squint against the sudden brightness.
3. He felt rather than heard the rumble he'd learned to interpret as the Lion's laughter. "Oh, ye of little faith! I *do* have some experience in handling stubborn fishermen, you may recall."
4. Now, granted that Jounouchi is not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but how many brains does it take to realize that someone who's spent most of the past year living in terror thanks to the evil spirit of an Egyptian tomb robber just might not have the most pleasant dreams at night?
5. Normally I'd make a snappy retort, but Jounouchi's elbow in my stomach sort of removed the breath necessary to do so.
6. "… Is there a theme to this masked ball, then?"
"Not really, except Nii-sama said anyone who shows up in an Egyptian costume will get tossed out on their , er, ear."
7. For a few long moments the only sound from the speaker was that of harsh breathing "Twenty years," the other man said finally, his voice thick with fury. "Twenty years at Kaiba Corporation, you arrogant whelp! You owe me --"
"I owe you nothing. Whatever arrangement you had with Gozaburo died with him; I only kept you on the board as long as I did because it was too much trouble to try to get rid of you."