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</b></span>​</div><br/>The Kaden who sat in the mirror and looked back to him just wasn't the same. The darkness beneath his eyes that once signified his disgraceful lack of sleep had been negotiated away by the feminine male during Kaden's short nap. And yet, beyond that point, something was really missing from the once-beaten and depressed duelist. He looked like a whole new man.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"Did you dye the tips of my hair red?"</span>Kaden managed another question, this time he picked up a small clasp of his hair to scan over the tips in his reflection. Before his male attendee could respond, Kaden smiled and tilted his head.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"Not half bad."</span><br/><br/>The aqua-green haired male behind him admired his work and used his facial features to show his appreciation for the remark.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff69b4">"Alright, Mister Duelist. Time for my question."</span>Came the sweet voice behind Kaden, a long index finger poking to the soulless man's cheek from the left.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff69b4">"So tell me, hmm. If you duelists are so tough, why do you get all scared when those holograms attack you? I mean, they're only lights, right? Nothing's really slamming into your firm chest."</span>The green haired male that dressed Kaden up and cleaned/dyed his hair had been rather coy with this question, almost patronizing in his mannerisms and the way he drew a circle into Kaden's cheek with his finger tip.<br/><br/>With just a brief moment of pause with his eye brows pulled just a little closer, Kaden discovered the small button-tail on the toy mouse that sat on the deck in front of him. After he picked it up, he flashed the tiny red light from it's nose into the mirror and he aimed for the green haired man's left eye. With an annoyed groan, the quirky barber covered his eye.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"Oh, what's wrong, friend?"</span>Kaden smiled wider.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"That shouldn't hurt. It's just a light, right?"</span><br/><br/>Rubbing his eye and blinking it open, the green haired male frowned before he pinched Kaden's cheek.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff69b4">"That was awfully cruel. Well, I guess you have a point."</span>He sighed, releasing Kaden's cheek before resting both of his hands on Kaden's shoulders.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff69b4">"The Misses also wanted me to show you how to use this deck she let me borrow. It was a favor for how well I do my job, after all."</span><br/><br/>Kaden furrowed his brow and stopped his smile, clearly not bothered by the hands on his shoulders.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9400d3">"Why would she ask you to do that? I have a deck."</span>His response was bold, and the confusion was mild.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff69b4">"You're not the same. After your deal, you need a clean break from the past and that includes your deck. Besides, the Gishkis are fun. These broad shoulders don't refuse the challenge, do they?"</span><br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px"><b><i>Dream Field Stadium(Waiting Lobby), New Domino City, May 10 7:55 am </i><br/>
</b></span>​</div><br/>The Lobby room was quite large, casting a shade over any other room of a similar purpose as it possessed a great deal of open space along with numerous pieces of priceless furniture. In the center, an ice sculpture blasted a spout of water as a water fountain display. Four couches face this fountain with a coffee table and reclining chair accompanying each. There were more places to sit and traditional table/chair combinations all over this fantasy-derived lobby room. As this room was resigned for duelists who are to participate and their guests, a catering service set up four long tables with white clothes and thousands of diverse dishes from around the world. Large fine plates and silverware were provided at the end of each table as a variety of bottled beverages sat beside crystal-like glass cups.<br/><br/>Kaden was the first duelist to enter this lobby as the 'Misses' had her security detail deliver him directly there and gather his food for him. The golden eyed and soulless man felt a little too pampered, but nothing seemed to stick to him as he couldn't stay focused enough to complain. The Lobby room was gorgeous and the food the burly(and sharp suited) men brought him had almost all of his attention. These men made their way to the door directly opposite of this room's entrance, which put them on the path to standing outside and guarding the back door again.<br/><br/>With a new deck sitting near his plate, a standard tournament duel disk in the middle of his coffee table, and a whole couch to lounge on, Kaden was very inclined to relax and wait for the others to arrive. Surely, he'd be able to pick out the others from their popularity and achievements. He wouldn't be too surprised if his remarkably handsome features were familiar for a number of the other duelists as well. A popular underdog, Kaden's been to a number of competitions prior. But, he wasn't much of a winner and had more than a fair handful of runner-up prizes under his belt.