Future Amat resident, hopefully

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

[Kiryu drops in quite literally, landing in Satellite somewhere, and peels his face off the ground after a moment of absorbing the shock. It's clear he's a Dark Signer from the eyes alone, and his mark is still pulsating like it's a living thing in and of itself, considering there are Signers and Dark Signers everywhere here.

Despite the change of scenery, being taken away from in front of the tower and the having been removed from his bike, though, there's one thing that comes to the forefront of his mind -- Yuusei, and Team Satisfaction's last duel. He stands up, then lets out a low laugh, despite the almost uncomfortable snugness of the leather collar constricting his neck. He willfully ignores its presence, though, functioning on one-track revenge at the moment as he is. That last duel certainly won't be able to happen without his bike or without its other half, will it?]

...Come out, come out, wherever you are~!

((OOC: Testing out Kiryu, excuse me as I shift to crazy mode. 8D))

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[topsbornwarrior.livejournal.com]

[And not to far from where Kiryu has landed, Yusei is sitting in a doorway, frowning, thinking, his left hand absently rubbing the mark on his arm. It has kept acting up recently, ever since he had discovered Ruka covered in blood…, never outright glowing, but pulsing as if to remind him that it was still there, that he couldn't ignore it (that he was cursed, like Aki, like Ruka…).]

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

[Too bad for him that he chose a bad place to be today. Kiryu stalks over, drawn by the faint pulse of a Signer nearby, and practically jumps on top of Yusei without warning after instantly recognizing him in the threshold.]

You.

[He seems satisfied with himself for a moment for finding him -- but no, he is never satisfied, not until Yusei is taken down once and for all.]

Hah, did you think you could run away, you coward?!

[topsbornwarrior.livejournal.com]

[Yusei flinches, looking up, and as he spots Kiryu an expression that clearly says "Oh, shit!" flickers over his face. But a second later he is composed again, looking unimpressed and vaguely annoyed.]

Oh. It's you.

[Even so his hand shifts, now fully covering the now glowing mark (as if he was ashamed of it, as if he didn't want anyone to see…).]

Can't you go and bother somebody else?

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

What was that?!

[That prompts Kiryu to lunge at Yusei's throat with a strange sort of half-grin, one that's only really present because he's so far lost to the need to take revenge on Yusei that he's having a hard time existing in any state but a hateful and sadistic one, apparently.]

Who the hell do you think you are, you little traitor?!

[deceitroyalty.livejournal.com]

[Jack hasn't seen Kiryu in years, and now he just suddenly appeared before him. His birthmark glows, but Jack doesn't cover it up. Instead he stands, quite in shock and showing with the deer in the headlights look]

Kiryu?!

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

[Kiryu grins his cheshire-cat-grin. He's seen Jack at his and Yuusei's first duel, the one that ended with no result, but hasn't exactly spoken to him directly.]

Jack Atlas, you self-righteous bastard. What in the hell do you think you're doing here?

[deceitroyalty.livejournal.com]

Kiryu, you're alive? Just how the hell did you survive?

[Staaare, having a former good friend revived is something you don't see every day]

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

Alive?

[Kiryu just grins at that foolish assumption.]

Don't bother playing stupid, Jack. I think you know exactly what happened to me.

[He holds up the brightly glowing, fuchsia-colored Giant mark on his right arm clearly for Jack to see, as though it explains everything.]

[1andnotthesame.livejournal.com]

[And you might be surprised to see not one, but two of your favorite target nearby conversing with each other normally, both looking somewhat distressed.

Wait. Why does one look like a Dark Signer?]

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

[Kiryu's own Giant mark palpitates at the response from not one, but two other marks. Yet, by the time he approaches the source of the reaction, he's realized one is that of a Signer, as it should be... yet the other is that of a Dark Signer.]

Yuusei! What the hell kind of trick are you trying to pull?!

[He briefly questions if it might be that he's seeing things, but then passes it off as an illusion of that damn Crimson Dragon, most likely.]

[1andnotthesame.livejournal.com]

[Yuusei turns to you, his mark of the Tail burning much brighter than it was previously. His eyes reflect concern and fear as his mouth opens in brief suprise.]

K-Kiryuu!

[Ryuusei, on the other hand, covers up his mark of the Tree, growling softly under his breath.]

You.

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

[He tenses.] What the hell are there two of you for, and what kind of half-assed trick is that stupid Crimson Dragon trying to pull?!

[continuous-bird.livejournal.com]

[What appears to be a Rally (at first glance only, given the pale pink lines threading across his skin and glowing occasionally) is watching Kiryuu from his position perched on a nearby dumpster. Pariwana traces Rally's mark absently while he eyes Kiryuu, then hops down, landing on one leg before darting over.]

Greetings, Ccapac Apu's servant.

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

[Kiryu eyes him warily as he comes closer, easily able to tell another Dark Signer when he sees one. He's familiar with all the Dark Signers, however, and he sure as hell doesn't remember this kid being one of them.]

...The hell are you?

[continuous-bird.livejournal.com]

The boy is Rally Dawson... I am Pariwana, his God.

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

...Never heard of either of you. So, he a new Dark Signer or something?

[almost searingly sarcastic] Hahaha, nice way to give him a warm welcome to the team, possessing him like that. Real nice.

[haou-general.livejournal.com]

[He pauses in his patrolling and looks calmly at the new arrival. The eyes mean nothing at all to him. Though being a perceptive Duel Spirit, he does sense there's something unusual about this human. He says nothing right away, just stands and looks at him with an impassive expression.]

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

[Kiryu meets Freed's eyes, raising an eyebrow.]

Yeah, what are you looking at?

[haou-general.livejournal.com]

[A faint flicker of an amused smile.] Only a new arrival to this prison.

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

Prison? The hell does that mean? You telling me I got dropped off in hell a little earlier than they had me scheduled for or something?

[nolongerunwise.livejournal.com]

Had he been dragged into this place a few years earlier, Judai would have probably reached the edge of insanity merely by feeling the sensory overload that this island entails. It's rather overwhelming -- especially if he opens up his senses in full, attempting to figure out what exactly surrounds him... only to almost be swept under by a deluge of sensations bombarding him from all sides.

There is no doubt in his mind now that this world is just the same as that prison of white walls -- a nexus in which powerful individuals are gathered for some purpose or other. There are too many light and dark spots that he can feel if he merely closes his eyes and extends his senses a little -- creatures of blackness and light, so diverse in their number and traits that simply trying to keep track of them makes him a bit dizzy.

And then there is this one, just a few feet away from him, as he approaches quietly. There's the same sense of that twisted wrongness about him -- similar to what he had felt from that dark twin, only seeming to have been multiplied a hundredfold, enough to almost make him hesitate in uncertainty. Almost.

"What pit of hell did you climb out from, hm?" Judai questions, on a light, seemingly breezy tone of voice, save for the sharp words themselves. It's a risk he's taking.... but there is something old, savage and primeval within this pale-haired youth, so dark and cloying that it makes even Darkness seem a tad subdued by comparison. Best to find out early just what he's dealing with.

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

"Hell," Kiryu replied nonchalantly, "or if you want to get technical, it's Satellite first, then hell." He felt as though his Dark Signer mark wasn't reacting nearly as much to this kid as it would to a Signer, eliminating that possibility... but at the same time, his senses were definitely reacting to something or other from him, no question. It didn't look like this boy was a Dark Signer, though, either.

"You aren't a Signer. But you're also not a Dark Signer," he reasoned, looking up at the other with sharp gold eyes set on rotted black eyewhites. "Then, what the hell are you?"

[nolongerunwise.livejournal.com]

He offers Kiryu a small, cold smirk, as a soft halo of darkness flares up around him, landing over Judai's shoulders akin to a mantle. The name 'Satellite' is completely unknown to him, but that makes very little difference, in the end -- what truly interests Judai in all of this is precisely that which lurks beneath this person's skin and rotted eyes. He's certainly seen many unsavory sights during his travels, but there's just something about this corpse-like individual that keeps all of his senses on edge, with Yubel stirring slightly within him.

"A penitent" Judai answers cryptically, not all that keen in revealing anything about himself unless it's absolutely necessary that he do so -- eyes glinting with an odd set of mismatched colors before settling back to their dark brown shade. "Unlike you, I would assume."

There's blood about this one, there's no mistaking that -- so much blood and fragments of cold horrors that he would have been overwhelmed had he been younger and more lacking in experience.

[crabking.livejournal.com]

!

Kiryu?!

[A penguin on a D-Wheel. He was looking for Crow, but he probably won't be able to find him for awhile yet. Especially now.]

[dissatisfy.livejournal.com]

........

[Kiryu's kind of... awestruck for a moment, but then shoots a glare at the penguin. He doesn't seem to realize it's Yuusei yet.]

What the hell are you, a penguin? Then what are you doing on a D-Wheel?