He's maybe having a little too much fun there, watching Marik try to pull a face and, perhaps, appeal to his good nature. What a shame, Kaiba's fresh out of good nature. The only eyes he'd truly give into are Mokuba's.
Though...he can already hear Ishizu in his head, honestly. He can hear her lecturing. Of course she would advocate for her brother, but there's one big problem about that.
"You know, you made my tournament a circus act, right? I suppose you think I've forgotten."
A sip of coffee, then he gets up in Marik's face. There's an odd glow lighting up his parted jaws, a flash of light that soon sustains itself, and a crackle of electrical current that dances along his lips and fangs.
"If I fired on you, do you suppose that'd be warm enough to thaw you out?"
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He's maybe having a little too much fun there, watching Marik try to pull a face and, perhaps, appeal to his good nature. What a shame, Kaiba's fresh out of good nature. The only eyes he'd truly give into are Mokuba's.
Though...he can already hear Ishizu in his head, honestly. He can hear her lecturing. Of course she would advocate for her brother, but there's one big problem about that.
"You know, you made my tournament a circus act, right? I suppose you think I've forgotten."
A sip of coffee, then he gets up in Marik's face. There's an odd glow lighting up his parted jaws, a flash of light that soon sustains itself, and a crackle of electrical current that dances along his lips and fangs.
"If I fired on you, do you suppose that'd be warm enough to thaw you out?"