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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Aug 9, 2010 23:38:28 GMT -5
Yukiko smiled up at the sun, using one hand to shield her eyes from the bright light. Music bombarded her ears through her headphones; the beats of the drums thumping steadily as she moved. Yukiko opened her mouth to sing along, raising her hands up and bobbing her head to the beat as she did so.
"She lives in a fairy tale Somewhere too far for us to find Forgotten the taste and smell Of the world that she's left behind It's all about the exposure the lens I told her The angles were all wrong now She's ripping wings off of butterflies."
Yukiko paused for a moment to hop up on top of some leftover metal parts of some unidentifiable ride, balancing with surprising ease on the thin ledge with her tall heeled boots. She then continued the song, just managing to catch the end of the chorus.
"Well go get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole To bury the castle, bury the castle Ba da ba ba da ba ba da"
The singing teen then stopped singing and resorted to simple humming while pacing along the metal rail, arms stuck out like wings in order to help with her balance. Yukiko didn't know what it was about this place; but somehow she found it easier to just let go and be herself while walking amogst the broken-down rides and metal wreckage.
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Post by Michael Faith on Aug 10, 2010 1:58:39 GMT -5
Michael walked, his hands in the pockets of his white jacket. He walked bored, he needed something to do. It was getting boring walking around alone. He closed his eyes, when he began to hear singing. He followed it, until it stopped. Michael sighed, but then saw girl. Walking along, a metal part of some ride. He smiled, popping up the collar of his jacket. As he walked over to her, "Hello miss." said the browned haired teenager. A smile playing on his face, finally something to do.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Aug 10, 2010 2:08:20 GMT -5
Yukiko didn't exactly hear the boy's greeting (her music was far too loud for that), but only seconds afterwards she turned and noticed him standing nearby. The green-eyed teen removed her headphones, draping them over her neck before dropping down so that she was sitting on the metal rail rather than standing.
"'Ello." She chimed, tilting her head to side and offering a tiny, meek grin. "So I'm assuming you heard that singing, huh?" Yukiko rubbed the back of her neck sheepsihly as she spoke.
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Post by Michael Faith on Aug 10, 2010 2:59:08 GMT -5
Michael nodded yes, "Yeah it was pretty good." he said, a light sigh coming from his lips. He then smiled, "My names Michael by the way." he said, giving the teenage girl a bow. "And yours would be?" he asked, as he rubbed the back of his head. His golden eyes, seem to be focused only on the person in front of him.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Aug 10, 2010 12:11:59 GMT -5
"Yukiko." The teen chirped, tilting her head to the side slightly and giving a shy smile. "Although you can call me Yuki, everyone else does." Yukiko then slid off where she sat, landing deftly on the dusty ground. She dusted off her ripped denim miniskirt and then met Michael's gold gaze with her own shockingly green one.
"I was starting to think everyone else had forgotten about this place." Yukiko observed thoughtlessly, still smiling somewhat. "It's good to see it hasn't been completely forgotten."
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Post by Michael Faith on Aug 10, 2010 15:03:33 GMT -5
Michael rubbed the back of his head, "I find it hard, to forget anything." he said, as he laughed. He tapped his foot on the ground, "So what, are you doing out here Yuki? You know besides singing." asked the brown haired teen. As he blinked, and sighed.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Aug 10, 2010 17:07:24 GMT -5
Yukiko turned hear gaze towards the cloudless blue sky, a thoughtful look in her green eyes.
"Just walking around, I guess. I like it here. This place makes it easier to think." She shrugged innocently. "I like getting away is all." Yukiko then looked back at Michael, curious.
"So what about you? Why are you here?"
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Post by Michael Faith on Aug 10, 2010 17:52:01 GMT -5
Michael sighed, "Me? I'm just walking around." he said, putting his hands into his jacket pocket. He looked down at the ground, as he sighed again. "So what was the name of the song, you were singing?" he asked, trying to make small talk. Wondering if it even would have any effect.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Aug 11, 2010 18:54:56 GMT -5
"It's called Brick by Boring Brick." Yukiko replied, the pulsing rhytym from her music still causing the headphones to vibrate against her bare neck. "Though I'm still a little unsure as to why that's the title." She shrugged and then started rubbing the back of her head again as she continued.
"My Dad used to say it reminded him of me... So I guess in a way that reminds me of him." Another shrug and then a nervous laugh. "It sounds sort of cheesy now that I've said it out loud, though."
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Post by Michael Faith on Aug 12, 2010 17:50:18 GMT -5
Michael smiled, before rubbing his head. "Well, it's an odd title for a song." he said, a hint of boredom playing in his voice.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Aug 13, 2010 19:20:44 GMT -5
Yukiko silently nodded and then turned her attention back towards the sky, still forced to use one hand to shield her eyes from the merciless sunshine.
"I swear, if there's no cloud-cover soon I'll look like an overcooked lobster by the time I get home." She sighed, averting her eyes from the great blue canvas above and back to Michael, finally managing a grin. "Oh well, I'll live."
Yukiko then paused, trying to think of something else to say in order to keep the conversation at least the tiniest bit interesting.
"So, you're Kuma?" She finally asked, glancing at the purple braclet around his wrist. "Do you duel much?"
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Post by Michael Faith on Oct 21, 2010 19:42:23 GMT -5
Michael smiled, "Dueling is like my whole life." he said, removing his hands from his pockets. "Why do you wanna duel?" he asked. Didn't matter to him, talking was fine but a duel would be better.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Oct 21, 2010 19:51:23 GMT -5
Yukiko shrugged. "I usually ask everyone that question." She replied with a small grin. "But if you love to duel so much, I cannot help but to acquest your request."
Her face was overcome with a sheepish expression and her cheeks reddened a bit, though whether that was from bashfulness or sunburn it was uncertain.
"Though I have to warn you," Yukiko quickly added, "I'm not that great of a duelist."
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Post by Michael Faith on Oct 21, 2010 19:56:49 GMT -5
Michael shrugged, "Doesn't matter, I duel for the fun not because I have to. Besides, in this duel you might find your monsters coming "back for a bite" hahaha" Michael said starting up his duel disk. "You can make the first move."
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Oct 21, 2010 20:05:55 GMT -5
Yukiko, in turn, brought out her own duel disk and nodded, trying to get her mind back into dueling mode. It had been so long since she'd even tried this... no doubt she was a bit rusty. The teen drew her cards and glanced at them, the gears in her mind working up some sort of strategy.
"First, I play Ookazi- dealing 800 points of damage directly to your lifepoints." She blinked twice, and then continued. "Then I play one card face down, and summon Reflect Bounder in attack mode." Yukiko then looked up and nodded to Michael with a small smile. "Your turn."
lp: 8000 mon: Reflect Bounder (Attack Mode) s/t: 1 f/d cih: 3
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