<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 18px"><b><div style="text-align: center">Dream Field Arena - Duelist Waiting Room, New Domino City​</div></b></span></span><br/>Kaden couldn't possibly remember the last time he was completely free of the bottomless guilt and the fear that was tied to his previous condition. At the same time, he couldn't imagine how that strange woman took it all away. Could he really be without a soul? He certainly didn't feel it pester him over all the racing thoughts involving Yuki in his head. These very same lewd and graphic scenes would play behind his eyes as he looked Yuki over with a smile chilling over his lips. The girl was so small and innocent that he wondered why his heart wasn't crushed by the concept of breaking her. Surely, a righteous man would be heartbroken to find their Yuki becoming just another victim. Just like the static between defenseless skin and a surface looking to discharge, Kaden was only exhilarated further at the thoughts that danced inside his grey matter. After all, it didn't really feel like he was afraid to be caught while the added sensations of getting away with such a thing -To do it again and again for days to come, it would be hard to imagine any other human feeling this way and just moving on with their lives.<br/><br/>They hadn't moved far, and yet Kaden already came to a stop at a nearby door. A white door along a white hall directly adjacent to the large reception-esq room where the other personalities of dueling watch the current duels of the tournament as they await their turn idly. The simple brass door knob turned inside Kaden's hand as he calmly watched Yuki. Normally, any given person would face the door. This would be especially true if they've never been in the room and wouldn't know what it looked like on the inside. Any cursory, cautionary person would wanna be facing the inside to scan it over in case there might be a problem with a room or if someone might have crept into said room. Kaden cooly left the door to drift open as he invited Yuki to follow him in with everything short of his tantalizing voice.<br/><br/>His golden eyes would give Yuki a one-over before turning with his head to face the admittedly bland, but normal, room that wasn't unlike your average given hotel room. A bed, side-board, a television, and a bathroom. It was a little cramped and got a little more spacious around the bed, but Kaden didn't slow down to apologize for the room's lack of features in any modest fashion. In truth, the room was more than he needed to do what he was craving. And yet, that would have to wait as he knew a touch of nuance and patience would make savoring the taste of his young, innocent Yuki just that much more enjoyable. In no time, he fetched the two chairs of the room and gathered them around the counter space of the side-board.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#505080">"Well, I was thinking."</span></b>He started, pulling back on his smile before pulling out his own chair to sit facing Yuki and the door.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#505080">"What if you and I have a game and the winner gets the other person's favorite card?"</span> </b><br/><br/>Of course, he didn't expect her to say yes right away. No no, he'd have to work for it like everyone else. Being devilishly handsome with the eagle eyes of a man depraved wasn't going to win her over that easily, was it? As he doubted that, he dug out his cards to sift through them and set three identical ritual monsters on the counter before him. They were awe-inspiring, powerful monsters.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#505080">"Zielgigas. My most powerful monster. My deck needs these three bad boys to function at peak performance. Otherwise it's just a set of draw engines that ultimately leads to no where."</span></b>Word for word, he dug out the vocal descriptions of his green haired companion. Kaden wanted to sound like he was deeply familiar with the deck, and acting the same as that hair stylist who was actually familiar with Gishkis would certainly help. His golden eyes lifted from the cards before him to look to Yuki once more.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#505080">"If you can beat me. I'll let you have all three. Would you be willing to meet my bargain with your own cards?"</span></b><br/><br/>(As Mister Fisher is much less exciting for me to write given we already know where his conversation is going, I'm too tired to muster up the will to write him now. No worries Zeth! I'll get it written and pumped out soon!)