Jazz

Yugioh: The King's Shadow

The pharaoh notice her focused, her remembering her saying his name when she took a hit for Yugi. He couldn't seem to look away from her. Her telling him about a lost King that saved the world. "I was. Five thousand years ago." He answered her next. He had not moved his hand from behind the between her shoulder, and his other on her back.

Yugioh: The King's Shadow

Yami noticed a change, movement that he didn't expect. He felt her face buried in his shoulder, arms around him as she cried. His arm around her back moved, his hand softly rubbing circles to comfort her. Hearing her cry her heart out, his eyes closed as he just let her continue, not daring to move or interrupt her. Closing his eyes, he lowered his head, resting it on her shoulder.

After a while when he felt her move, he lift his head, stopped rubbing her back, letting his hand just rest there. Looking at her when she looked up at him with puffy red eyes that came from her recent breakdown. Other then that, she seemed calm. He seemed almost entranced up until he felt her hand on his cheek. He seemed a surprised, his eyes widened, more so when she asked who he is. Who he really is. Could he really tell her? How would she react? Though if he did this, she would be the first to know outside his friends. Yet he felt he should tell her. He took a deep breath and mustered what courage he could to just tell her. "My name...My name is Atem."

Yugioh: The King's Shadow

Yami watched, listened to Serena. Listening to her as she seemed to tell her story. About her brother, a photo that he looked at to see a picture of who looked like Mahad. Hearing that Aaron was the one that was fighting this brotherhood. That was brought into it without knowing a thing. Attacking duelists and she just happened to be there. As she was slowly started to break down, the pharaoh didn't know exactly what to do. But he still listened. Still holding the picture.

Being told about how she met the Professor or least to say her father, then Aaron got a call. Tried to save Professor Hawkins. Yami remembered him. And his granddaughter Rebecca. He could never forget them. Was told about how her brother lost, got into a coma and then taking his place. Seeing her cry like she was, all Yami felt that he wanted to do was hug her. This was so different. Reaching over, Yami cautiously wrapped his arm around her shoulders, sliding her over toward him, wrapping his over arm around her in a comforting embrace. "I had the same thoughts. I too was confused. I had no idea who I was, what I was doing besides fighting. But at the time I was protecting Yugi. Then after having insight on what was going on, I figured out what I needed to do and who I was. Seeing Malik and Ishizu might help you with that. Help gain some insight as they have for me."

The Nine Worlds End ("The Raven King" Sequel) { Jazz & Angel }

Silena realized what she did and not able to stop it once it happened. Making her way toward the crew that got Eric to his feet and hook him up to a rope rig. Silena sees the crew member lift the whip when she grips his wrist. "Don't you dare." She told him sternly.

Yugioh: The King's Shadow

Yami gave a nod to her answer though would further explain. "I did. Even Grandpa knows." He told her. He though leaning against the wall his hands in his pockets somewhat. "I thought I would come to tell you that you are not alone in this fight. All of us have been through this sort of thing before and know the hardships. That if you wish to talk about anything, we will listen. That we want to fight with you, not have you do this alone." Yami told her, trying to convey how much they care, how he just wishes her not to do this alone. "We know the dangers of this world than anyone else. If you need any help at all. Do not hesitate to ask us. You aren't crazy."

Pitch-Drop Perfect { Jazz & Angel }

Knockout was never exactly the morning person when it came to school. Getting up early as early just to go 'learn' something. With summer, he wouldn't wake up till about 10 in the morning if not slightly earlier. Though when you have your alarm go off in the morning, turn it off only later your sister come in and wack you with a pillow playfully. Knockout couldn't say no to getting up. He liked his sister, those rare siblings that got along. With a stretch that was almost cat like, the brunette made his way out of bed to get dressed. His eyes wondered around his room to see it neat as ever. Getting dressed in a black long-sleeve button up shirt with two top buttons undone, red suit vest with the sides of it were black. Black boot-cut jeans that were perfectly ironed out and shirt tucked in, followed with his black combat boots that were for comfort, all weather conditions and long-well used, yet taken good care of. He knew first impressions were the most important but looks werent always everything.

Walking out of his room, grabbing his, as his sister Raiza calls them 'fancy shades'. He calls them lucky. Heading out with his backpack drawn on with his loving expertise of a 2011 Stryker-Z that he used fabric Sharpie paint on his backpack. Having some of Raiza's apple for breakfast, which wasn't bad, going through a routine of which he never minded in the least. New things happened and therefore Knockout was content. However knew that his sister never liked for it was something that never would change till she graduated.

Knockout's locker was within the same hallway and just on the other side of it, so if anything was needed from one another, they could. Saying his somewhat farewells to his sister before heading towards History for the first class. Class coming and going, Knockout went toward his next class when he heard a slam from the way that he was about to go into, walking on to almost run into Starscream who seemed to be to be in a foul mood. Waiting till he passed, looking around to see a small gap. Knock decided to go check the commotion.
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Being slammed into a locker was not so fun and was quite unexpected. Sparkle feeling a sudden shove and forced to a locker of which feeling some pain at her back from hitting the knob of sorts that opened the locker. With a wince, she looked down to see her book everywhere, no knowledge to her that the school bully, Starscream was there. Her mind on the pain she felt and the books all over the floor. Seeing someone however come to help her was a sight and looked to see a girl that she remembered seeing at the locker next her own. Hearing if her ask if she was okay, Sparkle though rubbed her back a little. "I think so. Thought they would have possibly done something about the those lockers with the knobs sticking out." With the help of the gathering of her things, checked her notebook where she had specifically for her songs before looking to the girl. "Thank you for the help." Man was the girl pretty, probably a upperclassmen, but still pretty. Sparkle seemed to feel her shoulders hunch a little.

Though not long after, she saw a male come up, looking toward them both. "Hey, everything alright? I saw Screamers go by and in a foul mood. You guys okay?" He asked, looking over Raiza to see if she was hurt, seeming to relax. Sparkle however looked confused. "Screamers? What's that?"

Marvel/DC Crossover: Worlds Collide

Riza still held Wolf as best as she could while they were still in the hot tub. Seeing her coughing and opening her eyes, Stark was most relieved that she was alive and didn't have to perform CPR. Though now that her hand were on Wolf's arms, she seemed to noticed that Wolf said something about her memories. So decided to answer her question. "I guess so. But you scared the crap out of me. You were submerged underwater and not breathing." A little panicked but calming down a bit. "Trying to commit suicide or something?" She asked as a poor joke. But that was just how it seemed at first.

Yugioh: The King's Shadow

Yami watched, listened, and thought about all that Grandpa said to him, what she needed and what needed to be said. This brought a bigger smile, one that was genuine and thankful. "Thank you, Grandpa." With the bow of his head, Yami left the elder as he felt courage to talk to Serena. Having walked upstairs in his look for Serena when he saw her in the hallway, Yugi watching. With a soft smile, he walked up, resting a hand on Yugi's shoulder, silent but a small nod before walking over to Serena next. "Serena?" Calling out but now only a few feet from her. "May I talk with you for a moment?" He asked, asking first incase she possibly wanted some time to herself.

Marvel/DC Crossover: Worlds Collide

Riza had undressed slipping into the shower real quick to get cleaned before going to the hot tub next. Letting the hot water she had from the shower release some tension. Having cleaned up, she didn't dare use a towel of anything but have a couple of towels nearby so she could dry off after being in the hot tub a little while. Upon reaching the hot tub, Stark looked around in it, wondering where Wolf was, if she was in it at all until she found her. But underwater. Riza felt herself freaking out, not seeing what was to be any bubbles from her that she was breathing. Riza then did the one thing she felt needed to be done and pulled her face to the service after getting in, ignoring the heat, though somewhat failed. Pulling her head above water, she pat her cheek a little which trying to support her. "Hey. Wolf? Wolf! Come on wake up! Please don't make me use CPR." She called out though almost begged. She had no idea how long she had been like this but she checked for a heart beat. Maybe she was doing that whole trance thing. Either way Riza was freaking out.

Yugioh: The King's Shadow

Yami looked over to seem absolutely confused and astonished. He couldn't help but smile himself, feel a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry. But thank you. Though, is there anything that I can do try to help Serena?" He asked, knowing Grandpa seemed to be caught up in Yami's venting and hopes of knowing something then with after of seeking Grandpa's council. It still felt odd with the fact it wasn't Yugi and through the Millennium Puzzle. It was someone else and now in a body of his own.