Fandom Yu-Gi-Oh DFD (Accepting)

[GiraldosThunderPinata]

Duwang

Kuroyami paused for a moment. He may have gotten in a bit over his head here.. But, like HELL he was going to kowtow to some people in their bathrobes and their cultish non-god. Seeing no other choice either way, the Darkness Flame holds his hand to his duel disk, hovering it directly above the device.

"Do you promise I'll be able to survive? If I... join your group?" Randy was very clearly sweating, nervous from the prospect of dying. This was quite the departure from the smug, condescending personality he had been showing off moments earlier.

 

[Twist]

Bill did a quick stretch, his jacket riding up his back slightly as he bent forward to touch his toes before popping on his trainers and heading out the door. Jogging on the spot as he locked the door, Bill turned around and headed off into the night, his red tracksuit more than visible in the darkness but the streets were usually quiet at this time of night so he wasn't worried about traffic or anything but safety first and all.

He had changed his routine slightly so he could investigate the local disappearances on the island, originally leaving for his jog about nine in the evening but, with the recent events, Bill pushed it back to midnight. These disappearances had involved his very own students and these weren't the troublemakers that Bill was used to dealing with being the truancy officer of the local school, even though the list did include some of them, it was mostly the honest, hard working kids that enjoyed school that never returned home.

He turned a corner, the moon totally visible as he jogged up the slope.

At the same time it also allowed Bill to check up on the students, choosing a route that allowed him to run by their houses to make sure they were okay as well as catch any who were still awake or roaming the streets as growing bodies need plenty of sleep, especially if they had gym with him the next day.

Letting out a hearty chuckle at the thought, Bill continued down the street leaving the slope behind him as he turned once more down another street, a lone tree on the pavement his only company so far on his evening exercise.