Screw the intro rules, I have money!

[blueyesfanboy]

[So, after the very loud and disruptive sound of a jet-plane making its decent, this lands nearly in the courtyard:



And from that ridiculous jet steps out none other than the multimillionaire, Seto Kaiba. He looks steely-eyed as usual.

...Now, this wasn't the KaibaCorp building. Which was especially bizarre, considering he was driving the damn thing.]

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[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy stares for a long moment, trying to process what had just been said. But there's a moment when something clicks, and he lets out a humorless laugh.]

Oh. Right, I get it. [He lifts his hands.] I get the whole "look after yourself, fuck everybody else" shtick. Trust me, I do.

[He gestures back to the rest of the campus.]

But there's somethin' really fucked up goin' on here. Please.

[There is the smallest hint of desperation in his tone (and on his face) that he's just barely holding back. And when he realizes this, he crosses his arms and looks off to the side as he waited for a response. But he wasn't holding his breath. If there's anything he's learned in his time out of the vault, it's that people really, really sucked.]

[blueyesfanboy]

...You're pathetic.

[And today, Roy, your pathetic self as the cold-hearted Seto Kaiba budging. In all honesty, had he had a way out, Kaiba would have sent helicopters back to pick these people up. And then he would open an investigation to find the bastards who tried to trap him here as well.]

But unless you know where I can find a jet engine, cell phone reception, or an internet connection--nobody's going anywhere. [...Including Kaiba.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[It's not being called pathetic that bothers Roy, nor is it the fact that he was reduced to begging. That's not new to him.

It's the realization that he just begged for nothing.]

The fuck? You just flew in here no problem! What's wrong with your engine?

[Not that Roy would have any clue. He knows nothing about broken engines. Broken bones, yes. Engines? Nope.]

And why the fuck didn't ya just say somethin' about that sooner?

[Now he's just embarrassed, and angry for being made a fool out of. Again.]

[blueyesfanboy]

You weren't worth the effort. [Kaiba says simply, not effected by the other man's obvious anger or otherwise.]

[Continuing with the theme that Roy wasn't worth his effort, Kaiba doesn't answer his question about the jet engine. Instead, the PipBoy on the other boy's wrist catches his eye.]

What's that device you're wearing?

[thatcatfrom101]

You're a dick.

[That's all Roy has to say on the matter. The fact that Kaiba isn't answering his question about the engine only further aggravates him. It's not like anything could be done about it now; this place obviously wasn't going to just let him fly right back out of here, and he feels a little stupid for holding on to that hope. But he still didn't like being ignored!

He huffs and aggravated sigh, looking down at his PipBoy. What's with this guy's attention span?]

A PipBoy.

[If Kaiba wanted a more helpful answer, Roy wasn't giving it.]

[blueyesfanboy]

Tch. I would expect a dog to have more than just bark. [In other words, he doesn't care what you call him.]

[If Roy wasn't going to ante up an explanation, Kaiba would simply press further on.] What is it for?

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy merely rolls his eyes at the comment before raising his brow at the sudden interest in his PipBoy.]

Lots of things. What do you care?

[Given that this guy just flew in on a strange dragon-shaped jet, Roy has to wonder why this simple device is catching his attention.]

[blueyesfanboy]

I've never seen anything like it. [He says with genuine, although somewhat pressing curiosity.] Let me see it.

[thatcatfrom101]

Are you fuckin' kiddin' me? You fly in here on that thing [gesturing to the jet] and you're interested in this?

[He holds up his forearm with the PipBoy in a gesture, but not to actually show it to him. He laughs a little, because somehow he finds it a little funny.]

It's old as fuck.

[blueyesfanboy]

You mean my jet? Hn. [Impressive design aside, it was old tech itself...except for all the improvements Kaiba had made.]

I can tell. [Kaiba comments in response to the age of the device. When Roy raises his arm, he reaches a hand out to grab his wrist so he could get a better look. After all, when he said see it he obviously meant touch it as well.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy immediately pulls away, more than a little jumpy about the fact that he was just grabbed.]

The fuck you doin'? Look with your eyes, asshole.

[blueyesfanboy]

[Kaiba narrows his eyes at the response. This man was grating on him, and worst of all keeping him from his curiosity.]

Fine. [He nonchalantly turns, making his way down the courtyard.]

[A few feet away, he calls back:] When I find a way out of here, I guess I'll be leaving the dogs to rot.

[thatcatfrom101]

Tch, good luck findin' a way out, cat.

[Roy crosses his arms as he watches Kaiba leave.

Did he just piss off the guy with the jet?

He just pissed off the guy with the jet.]

Shit...hold up! [Roy takes a few steps forward, holding up the arm with the PipBoy.] Fine.

[blueyesfanboy]

Heh. [Kaiba knew that would work on such a desperate fool. He steps forward, grabbing the other teen's wrist like before. Immediately, he starts filing through the buttons and lists, arching a brow.

It kept track of inventory, could access a radio, kept notes...nothing spectacular, except...it apparently also kept track of the wearer's health.

He pushes Roy's wrist away a few minutes later, making his disinterest clear with a derisive snort.]

I thought it was more than that.

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy pulls his wrist away as it's pushed, narrowing his eyes at Kaiba.]

More than what?

[He looks down at the PipBoy for a moment. Just what did this guy think it would do, shoot lasers?]

[blueyesfanboy]

Nothing. [He says casually, almost a bit mockingly as if Roy didn't deserve to know.]

I'm going now. [Kaiba turns, continuing down the path towards the Campus building.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy angrily calls to Kaiba's retreating form.]

Yeah well someone like you wouldn't understand how important this thing is!

[He inwardly curses; why was he bothering defending his fucking PipBoy to this asshole? It helped him and that's all that matters.

Still, he can't help the sour look on his face as he storms off in the opposite direction.]

[blueyesfanboy]

That's because I'm not so weak as to require a machine to keep track of how close to death I am!

[He jeers back, swinging open the door to the Campus interior and waltzing inside.]