Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

Kimiko was fishing and her fishing would lead her, not too far off from the original path she had taken. Rather even while winding through the strange starry lake, the end result of her path was, the same man from a different point on his timeline, but apparently not from a different point in space. A red flash happened in that lad's eyes as his consciousness came forward and then... they returned to normal. Though... that didn't stop him from questioning his placement initially. Venice was a place mentioned and then recognition. His hand was holding one Iino Miko and in front of him was a version of Ashikaga Kimiko whom he addressed in a manner much differently than normal. She sighed then, happy to hear her normal term of endearment and relieved of the duty of dealing with his youngest self. "Yeah, that's the good stuff. Not Venice... Osaka~" she clarified for him as she floated towards him pushing herself against him to nudge him into sitting back down so she could perch in his lap while they spoke. "Also we were doing a traveling thing... I have no idea how long its been from your side~" she chanted easily amused. After all, she was sure a bigger explanation would need to be made around the time of the waking of Iino Miko. Speaking of that girl, naked as she was, she twitched at the movements happening near her form her hands moving in her sleep as if she wished them to be holding something.

Meanwhile, the gripes of Saori about history and the like were met with empathy and explanation. "Sou ka, I guess that explains all the confusion," Saori stated. She wasn't above being reasoned with completely, as long as everything made sense she wasn't the type to let her annoyance get in the way of her coming to understand something new, most of the time. Beyond the general problems of history, the displacement of the previous Prime Minister came with a warning for her to be careful. That sounded strange, given the fact that she had nothing directly to do with such a thing. As far as she understood she was a fairly unimportant individual in the long term, even as 'Saint Martha' she was hardly more than a footnote among saints in general. "I'm not sure how you manage to blame yourself. Or why I would have anything to do with something like that sort of fallout... but I'm not dumb enough to go the dead in sci-fi movie route and ignore the warnings of a time-traveler," she decided. Moving on, apparently he wasn't going to be a teenager when something happened between them, with that her conscious would be considered mostly clear of any real annoyance surrounding him. She was already going to have to make some odd explanations in the future, what was one more? Ah, but apparently attractiveness and thickness were to be blamed on... Albertus Animusphere again. "Don't worry about what you can't explain, I might still be enough of a meathead to not worry about what I can't know. Just whatever can be told is more important. Also... him being responsible for Jesus is weird, for like a thousand reasons which are already making my head hurt," she said choosing to ignore the comments on the physicality of her person and those like her. From what she understood, old gods had types and that wasn't really something she'd argue with given her present understanding. No, ever present to the dangers of life the awakened Kazuhiko caught her attention for a moment only as part of her full recognition of his being alright though apparently there was something a bit hinky about that...

[Bloodedge]

This version of Kazuhiko wasn't in Venice, much to his chagrin. Apparently, there was something crazy happening. This body's heartrate was steadily rising to a middle point between what this timeline's version had, and what the woken Kazuhiko had before his consciousness transferred. "Osaka? I haven't been here in ages! Wait..." He took pause then and there, remembering the very first time he'd been to Osaka since becoming a magical being. This scene was a bit too familiar, actually. "... Oh. I remember this. That's not good; he's going to follow me here," he said. Whatever the case, he took note of Miko's movements and decided it was nothing he could currently do anything about. Apart from his memory, Kazu had the current distraction of an encroaching Kimiko. Since she was in his lap now, his focus moving forward would become very, very obvious ─ especially as his free hand was already beginning to explore her torso. "It's been long, but I still can't keep track of which time period you guys are coming from. Doesn't matter. If you called me for a quickie, we're gonna have to hurry it up. I did a thing in Venice, and now Paradox is on my back. Apparently he hates Venice. Anna's also gonna be pretty messed up if I don't fix the date, so... I'd like to be put back to the right moment this time~"

Hayami Saori was quite the reasonable individual, even in this 'youthful' incarnation. Her ignorance of the greater truth did not detract from her ability to take good advice, but... sadly, there was no proper advice he could give. Yugi did not enjoy watching this form of Saori. So early, so innocent she was... and so undeserving of terrible occurrences while not even realizing how important she was. "You're so young. Important, unimportant... It's all jumbled up in there, isn't it?" Yugi rambled without much thought. What he did put thought into, was a technically irresponsible decision. "You know what? No. Don't be careful. Forget that whole warning and give me your hand," he said seriously. The future Saori would likely face in this timeline was completely undeserved; he wouldn't tolerate it. While he waited with a hand on offer, he considered Saori's issue with Albertus Animusphere and the alleged Jesus. "Can't help wondering whether it's because Jesus is in this world instead of the other, or because a chunk of that story is real... or the other reason. I'm just going to shut up now, before I break this timeline twice in the next few minutes," he decided ultimately.

[Apollymi]

Kimiko in her current form was called 'Ishy' by Kazuhiko which seemed to please her, beyond that though... it'd apparently been a while since he was last in Osaka. She suppsoed he made many of these sorts of trips so he might not have solid timing. "Bleh, no one cares about Paradox... " she confirmed for the man. Regardless of anything else, there were matters that were being taken care of. Soon enough Kimiko would be found with a hand accosting her torso as the obviously more comfortable version of Kazuhiko got to work immediately. "Exact timing isn't important to us, you know that... though we are always meeting out of order. We saw these two today and they had no idea who we were, for instance~" she claimed with a cheeky smirk. Still she watched as Miko twitched in her sleep and scoffed more, "Aww, maybe I should have waited a bit longer, I did think otter sleep was cute~" she mentioned in an offhanded manner. "Also we didn't come here for a quickie. We just needed someone to layover with until the younger two wake up properly and we can put them back with their group," she expressed. "And the gifts. So actually the quickie might fit in," she mused about that point. As for his desire to be put back in the same time she scoffed. "A girl has space time magic, and I get complaints about when you're returned. It's usually not late... ya' know. Time isn't so fickle a thing, sometimes the flow is more important than pinpoint accuracy," she explained in a manner most huffy. Even so she kept a hand up and around the back of his head resting in that mess of hair while the one she'd used for fishing was held in front of him. "Don't worry though, I have a line. I'll be able to put your consciousness back where you belong with relative ease," she explained cheekily.

Meanwhile Saori was experiencing for another time, the feeling of being young while looking into the face of someone she'd recognize as younger than herself. This one spoke with a certain amount of authority and loftiness which was often missing from the young. He had certainty in some ways, which was odd to look at. Still, she couldn't help but be wary, there was something about this man and the woman with him, that made her feel endangered. "Yeah, it's pretty annoying that nothing makes sense but I'm the weird one for being annoyed by it," she said in response to rambling. She'd take his advice, and keep in mind that there were things still floating around in the world which were big enough to make her afraid. Mostly because, if such things still existed she supposed, it was time to get back to work, to strive for further heights and find the combination of power, ability and technique which would allow her to hit such beings with her fists. Well, that wouldn't be immediately necessary. Why? Well, this lad wanted her hand. She looked at his outstretched one while he ranted about her not taking his warning and seemed to have made some sort of resolution within himself about something. Still, she was wary, everything about his existence said she shouldn't touch him. It felt almost forbidden in nature to reach for something like him. Ah, but she was still human enough to be attracted to the forbidden, at least a little. Her hand began to move tentatively as they spoke. "Sounds like something annoyed you too. I get it... I want you to know, everything about you makes me feel like I shouldn't touch you... I realized that when I walked out here... but it hits like a little itch in the back of my head," she mused as her hand hovered over his for a second before making contact. Whatever he was going to do with this hand, there wasn't much she could do to stop him if he wanted to continue it. But she'd already made several irrational decisions she wouldn't be not taking reasonable advice. So whatever would come of making contact with this man, she supposed she'd be finding out.

[Bloodedge]

According to Kimiko, no one cared about Paradox. Kazu, on the other hand, believed that creature was a massive thorn in his side. He was in its sights more often than not, probably because of what he was within the universe. "Well Paradox seems to care a lot about me... And not at all about Venice. I can't stress that enough!" he reiterated. One day, perhaps he'd be rid of that issue forever. For now, though, the greater concern was whatever Kimiko brought him back into this younger form for. His hand was freely gliding its way up her abdomen until it settled on her chest. He'd be going for a more classic maneuver by tugging her top down instead of leaving anything magical to do the job for him ─ something he learned was a preference of his long, long ago... or relatively soon, given the time they were in. As for why he was here, it had nothing to do with a quickie... yet it did. He recalled this moment, or rather the ones that would come for his younger self in time. "Oh, right. This is the day I got the first pictures. I still have those," he mentioned. Regarding Kimiko's scoff thereafter, he felt it necessary to stress a point. "Of course you're gonna get complaints about when I get back. You're not the one who has to deal with Anna after randomly disappearing. Same time, same place, no issues~"

Meanwhile, Yugi was witnessing Saori's hesitance. He shouldn't have been such a concerning thing to approach currently. The quality of his existence aside, he should have been suppressed enough to be relatively normal, if a bit otherworldly and complex. There was a simple fact of Yugi's existence, though. The simple thought of what could, what would befall Hayami Saori in the near future was... beyond upsetting. He'd never been one to hold that sort of thing back. As such, while Saori's hand merely hovered over his own, there was an explanation to give. "Don't worry. It'll probably feel stranger than anything you've ever felt, or anything you will feel for a while. It's only happening because... honestly, I'm angry. I'm so angry," he said as Saori's hand finally touched his. The laws of reality folded around that point of contact, contorting into a ball of confusion encompassing both hands. "See, there are laws ─ laws of time. Once upon a time, there were people ─ people keeping track of those laws. But they died. They all died! You know what that leaves? Me. Us. I'm not going to let my own oversight affect another Saint just because it's in the past. The laws of causality are mine, and they will obey me!" he stated as if ordering reality itself to kneel. The glow in Yugi's eyes shone red as his irises were naturally, but it was also... everything. Every color, every shade ─ all of it existed underneath that crimson veil. Around Saori and himself, up became down, black became white, and fact became fiction. "Hayami Saori... kneel. The Domain of the Monarch of Shadows welcomes you. Accept," he said. Though perhaps it should have been an offer, he would not be taking 'no' for an answer. Even if she thought to reject his invitation, he wouldn't let some events in Saori's future occur just because of someone's opinion.

[Apollymi]

According to Kimiko no one cared about Paradox and according to Kazuhiko, Paradox cared a lot about him. A grin came to Kimiko's face as she settled properly into his lap, "Eh? Well of course that's the case. As far as space time events go, you're top shelf fine wine~" Kimiko uttered. At the same time, Kazuhiko's hand was on the move, seeming to make its way up her chest, only to accost it directly, not waiting for magic or the girl herself to interfere. There was a certain amount of care that Kimiko didn't have which allowed her to let him continue since she's already agreed to a relative quickie. It seemed he had some memory of a moment like this, and the pictures he'd be taking for himself which he still had. "Oh? Is that flattery? Whatever will I do?~" she said teasingly. Of course, given what these two individuals were like, she could easily see either of them keeping pictures for however long their lives were and beyond. "Yeah, but you still have to be a bit good. I'm sure we actually have to go pick up your phones to make this happen~" mused Kimiko, she knew they didn't have them, they both mentioned it. Which meant that they'd need to make their way over to where the pair had been when they left in order to pick them up. As for Anna and his dealings with her Kimiko gave a knowing smirk, "I did apologize about last time," Kimiko said huffily. Still, if there was nothing else she saw no reason to hold herself back, "Kiss on it?" she said, and though there was an upward inflection it was far less a thing she was willing to take no as an answer to than most.

Speaking of things people could or couldn't say no to, Yugi seemed to be on one of his tangents. He knew of his actions and those which lead to some less than desirable results. Even when one did good things, or even the right thing, the fall out could have some initially unseen consequences. Such was an issue he saw within the unrecorded life time of Saori. "Never in the history of people communicating directly has being told not to worry worked for any sane person," she said directly. Ah well, she was going to worry regardless, there were some magical oddities she wasn't prepared for, even as Yugi spoke. He explained his stance though, that there were rules which existed people to keep them when it came to causality, and how the world and universe worked. And now it was just them? Well, that was surprising information, but... something about that impassioned speech would easily convey his feelings even as their hands touched. What was more, everything about him, the rainbow effect beneath the red and even the inversion of a great many things shook Saori to her core. She thought Kazuhiko or the Sex Devil might be the most ridiculous things she encountered, but no, by and large it was the young man standing before her. In his declaration that the laws will obey him, Saori felt no room for arguement. And when he properly made a declaration for her, she also felt it wasn't possible to resist. She would have tried, she didn't like being told what to do but also couldn't have made it work, and he knew it. She ended up lowered to her knees without the ability to argue with her body. Though she would have liked to, given this lad was still woefully underdressed for a meeting with her and she was aware of it. "I don't like people demanding things of me. Even when they're helping..." she stated, well she was honest among most things. Still... she'd accept not knowing what it was this lad intended for her to avoid. "I accept." she couldn't do anything else. It was already clear she couldn't argue with these people.

[Bloodedge]

The obsession Paradox had with Kazuhiko was apparent to many by this version's current point in life. Kimiko reinforced this knowledge by commenting on his nature as a complex event. Actually, this was the time period in which such complexities began. No matter. As he lowered Kimiko's top, she wondered aloud if he was offering her flattery. To his knowledge, he had almost every picture he'd ever taken ─ especially the first experiences. "Don't call it flattery. It's just the truth," he assured. Kimiko was a strange subject, considering the first pictures he had of her were not taken with his conscious memory of events surrounding them. Now however, he'd be getting those memories... whenever his and Miko's phones were acquired. Whatever the case, Kimiko mentioned an apology for the last time-based mishap... but he remembered something else about that day. "I'm pretty sure you started, but didn't finish. I'm gonna need the rest~" he said in a flirty tone. As for kissing on the deal, he had no verbal response to give. This Kazuhiko was forward enough to subject Kimiko to a tongue invading the confines of her mouth as their lips pressed into each other. All the while, that active hand was squeezing and rubbing her breast in a circular pattern.

Saori wasn't the type to avoid worry simply because she was told to. Her misinformation, however, came forth with the notion of human history. "Your history and my history aren't the same. Besides... you haven't been sane in a long time," he responded. That anger of Yugi's would hardly subside until the job at hand was done, but the requirement for a completed task was first having Saori kneel and submit to the Shadow Monarch's Domain. He knew it wasn't in her nature to submit to anyone. Such was the reason it wasn't an option, and the reason she became so mighty... and endangered. This wasn't about beliefs, opinions, or anything to do with Yugi's cock being exposed. Of course the sight of Saori on her knees was appealing, but somethings had much higher priorities than others. "I don't care about the laws of reality. You think it matters if you like it or not?" he said. With the acceptance of his offer, Saori would have a single phrase spoken to her ─ to both her ears and her soul. "Sȳndor Arlinnon. This is too early, but I've given you the ability to fix all your problems. You know how this works by now, right? Say the right thing from your soul, and something happens." While Yugi explained what was presently happening, something else occurred. In his shadow, there were thousands, millions, tens of millions... of entities. One with enough perception could witness his shadow moving until it connected to Saori's for a moment. In that moment, her shadow gained an entity of its own. Strangely enough, even those mysterious entities possessed power beyond anything currently conceivable on any version of Earth. "Noctis should do well in an emergency. Lift your head."

[Apollymi]

The complexity of Kazuhiko as a being starts long before this little dalliance in time travel. That being said, Kimiko had learned a long time ago that the details aren't completely necessary for one like Kazuhiko. He wasn't the type to need to completely understand anything, he'd rather get a feel for things in a more organic fashion and be given details after he'd worked it out a bit. As an aside he claimed it wasn't flattery simply the truth, "Iia, iia, you don't get to decide if it's flattering for me. I am far from camera shy, keeping pictures of me is a bit different~" claimed Kimiko with a bit of cheekiness. Beyond that point her top was being pulled down and her chest bounced before being more directly accosted. While this happened, she heard that her apology might have started but Kazuhiko needed to hear the rest. "Well, whose..." she didn't get to finish that sentence either. She figured it was his fault if she didn't finish an apology and low, a gentle offer of kiss on it, was given and immediately her lips were found by his and there was a tongue invading her mouth. Well, she couldn't let that stand, she had to fight back, and thus her own tongue wrestled his as she vied for a bit more control of this situation.

At the same time, Saori was surely losing control and probably her mind. No... definitely her mind as well, "No need to confirm that..." she snapped in her usual manner. Their history didn't line up, but she also knew from her time spent living in the other world that there were literally dozens of reasons for that potentially and she wasn't the only one experiencing that form of oddity in her life. One of those oddity was her lack of submission. Saori wasn't naturally a submissive being, she didn't bend to the wills of others even when she knew she was at a disadvantage, as such this moment was one which stung in all her soul. She hated it, and expressed her discontent. The man before her claimed that if the laws of reality went unheeded her liking something didn't matter, "Yeah, see... I'm still the one dealing with it..." she said as if it made the most sense. If the end result fell back to her shoulders, than her expressing her discontent at how this situation was handled wasn't the worst thing that could happen. Her opinion was important, specifically where her own life was involved. Words were given to her, ones she didn't recognize but seemed to nestle themselves deep into her consciousness. It was early but she could fix her problems with such a thing. "Yeah... I have some idea, still weird though," she commented. Ah, but there was more. She could swear she saw shadows moving, more so than normal for a non-magical world. Apparently, something called Noctis should do in an emergency... and she was told to lift her head. She did so, though admittedly without haste given her own recent statement about not liking being bossed around. Here and now she was looking up at the lad from this lowered position and into his face to await the next part.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko would decide the presence of flattery at his own whim, and there was nary a thing Kimiko could do about it. There was no lack of sincerity in his admittance, so he'd be having none of the claims. Alas, that conversation would go no further, not that he really cared. Action was to be taken. Kazuhiko's future involved much more action than banter ─ at least compared to the time they were presently in. With that being the case, Kimiko's effort to gain control of the eventual wrestling between their mouths was met with more vigorous thrashing of Kazu's tongue against hers. His journey had been so long. No longer could he count the number of experiences under his belt, worldly or otherwise. Naturally, control was no longer something simply given away by this one. He'd even take to an additional assault ─ one founded upon his forefinger and thumb closing tightly around the black-haired girl's nipple.

Saori knew her mind was long gone. Such was the case with so many of their ilk during these early centuries, and well beyond. As Yugi saw things though, her mind was all she'd be allowed to lose in this leg of her journey. Regarding his lack of concern for her preferences, Saori urged that she remained the one to deal with matters. Oh well, he thought. Now settled into her soul was something that would avert the inevitable without being negatively impacted by the ever-intrusive causality of this universe. "Thanks would suffice, you know? But... don't worry about it. I'm used to it by now," he mused. Nothing would be said about the weirdness Saori spoke of. He knew she'd witnessed the movement of shadows between them, and assumed she could sense the thing now latched onto her shadow specifically. If she couldn't, that would probably become the case anyway, now that Yugi's internal fury was subsiding. What of his demand to have her head lifted though? Well, there was only one reason he suggested it. As Saori looked up into his face, his hand moved from her hand to her chin. He'd then be leaning forward until their lips met. If nothing else, the flood of unquantifiable power pouring into her soul from that very moment would be apparent and... probably well beyond energizing once it settled.

[Apollymi]

Kimiko would have argued more, it was in her nature after all... but it seemed their conversation was a secondary or even tertiary option at best. Why? Well, Kazuhiko had taken to thrashing around in her mouth with even more vigor when it became obvious that she wasn't planning to simply submit to his accosting of her mouth. This sort of interaction would only be made better by the changed use of his hand which went on to pinch one of her nipples while he accosted her bosom. She moaned into his mouth her body melting into his losing tension as she relaxed into a more demanding and firm version of the lad. Not that she hated what he was like when he was young, it was simply a matter of comfort for the man who could take charge of a situation, something Kimiko always favored in men in general.

While all this occurred Saori, was left at the mercy of weird magic. She acknowledged it, could sense it to a certain extent but still wasn't sure exactly what the purpose was of forcing her submission and attaching a strange creature to her soul. Regardless of the unanswered questions it would appear that there wasn't anything negative being associated with this particular situation. "I'm not an ingrate or anything..." she snapped in a manner that was more or less the basis of her personality beyond the maturity she seemed to act with, ah, well... when she'd turned her face up she'd find a man looking down at her and placing a hand upon her chin. And then lowering his lips to hers. Strange... she had no idea why that was a thing. But it was worse than that... as their lips met she felt power unlike any of the others she'd had contact with so far. Her eyes widened at the influx as she couldn't tell what it was or why it was... or anything really. She simply knew that it was an influx the likes of which she found confusing at her core. She didn't ask for power, nor anything else... but here it was being given for reasons she didn't understand as this man apparently found calm among other things.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever Kimiko found superior about this form of Kazuhiko was beyond him. Well, that wasn't true. It hadn't escaped his notice; it simply didn't matter. In the mind of Kazu, at least in regards to things like this, a win was a win. He'd once developed a belief about looking a gift horse in its mouth, and it hadn't gone anywhere since then. One would even find Kazu's future self to be a few steps beyond that mentality. If this one received a gift horse, he could only... mount it and ride it into the sunset, establishing himself as its rider without hesitation. In this case, Kazu himself didn't seem to care about collecting phones and the like. No, his free hand grasped Kimiko's thigh as if he intended to eventually rise with her in tow ─ likely to devious effect. Whether that became an occurrence or not, he'd certainly be continuing the assault on her mouth and nipple. Long had he known Ashikaga Kimiko was not one to let wrest control of a situation, unless one wished for a very long struggle.

Saori may not have been an ingrate in the literal sense, but her demeanor was definitely what he would call... tsuntsun. As it were, Yugi enjoyed that sort of behavior. He'd be carrying that enjoyment all the way into a kiss that may or may not have been necessary; time would tell if it was. Saori received a flooding of unearthly mana, but Yugi seemed to relax. He even took the time to lick at her bottom lip between a few gentler pecks at the tail-end of the meeting. The snap of a saliva trail between them would feel as a sudden freedom gained from the ocean's depths. As for the power he'd imparted, Saori may find it energizing... but its true depths were not yet hers to access. "That's good. Full disclosure, that was mostly for me. Now, the important thing... ꀤꈤꃅꍟꋪꀤ꓄," he stated with a return of those glowing eyes. In that moment, the 'seed' planted in Saori would blossom to impart some of his own abilities. She had to be made actually capable of utilizing the given defense mechanism, after all.

[Apollymi]

While Yugi righted a past or future event, Kimiko experienced a certain kind of happiness. The differences between Kazuhiko and his younger self could be settled in the singular word, attitude. She simply found him with a take-charge attitude to be more acceptable in general. It was said once that confidence could be sexy, if she had any experience at all, she'd say that earned confidence was sexiest. There was something innately appealing about one who knew what they were capable of and offered it without restraint. Such was the kind of relationship she currently shared with Kazuhiko and such would be what they did while he aimed to lift her while he accosted her physically. She wouldn't be one to deny him, if he wanted to lift and shift her around she was far from one who needed to stop him. They had time, they always had time, these two could have their phones, get where they needed to be and have a bit of fun in the meantime. And so long as Yugi was distracted she'd keep allowing Kazuhiko to have his fun as well. After all, she'd already fished him up, she might as well enjoy him.

At the same time, Yugi seemed to be enjoying the kiss he'd decided that Saori needed. Or rather he'd decided to give her. Whatever his reasoning behind the action, Saori knew of its effects simply by virtue of what was going on with her body. In fact, there was so much pressure from just a kiss and her body was filling with energy seemingly for no reason. Even so, there wasn't much physical aggression to the sensation. If anything he seemed to be almost polite in his approach, gently pecking and even licking at her bottom lip. Given the action Saori found herself fighting back so to speak flicking at the tongue near her mouth and allowing her lips to purse and meet those which pressed down against her. All for the sake of avoiding drowning. And just as the sensation became too much it broke. He claimed that was an action mostly for himself as the line between them snapped and Saori huffed, "I'm not surprised..." she said seeming to be about two seconds from crossing her arms over her chest and turning her nose up. Still, she'd noted his more relaxed posture and would assume that the ends justified the means. It hurt no one after all. Whatever the case there was a word spoken she didn't recognize which caused full confusion to play across her face. "Still weird. I feel weird, but... thanks I guess," she uttered earnestly. If all was well now she'd rise and stretch feeling oddly different and wanting to find her way, away from this group. After all, she could only take so much at a time.

[Bloodedge]

With nothing to stop his progression, Kazuhiko would only move forward with the first thing entering his mind. For now, that involved getting out of that chair while keeping Kimiko held against his person. Doing so required releasing her breast to support the small of her back instead, but that was of little consequence. He'd easily lose himself in the effort to grind his clothed undercarriage against hers while attacking her mouth with increasing vigor ─ even to the extent that he'd soon be caught with her lip being pulled between his teeth. Just the same, he was turning on the spot, seeming to have another sort of move in mind for the near future.

Meanwhile, Yugi was finally settling affairs from the distant past with Saori. So long as she remembered what to do, success was assured... and luckily, he made it impossible for her to forget on a spiritual level. Once both he and Saori were standing, Yugi took another moment to appraise the woman. She was already doing surprisingly well for someone made to kneel before his exposed form. Another aspect of the timeline had been confirmed. "Feeling weird is normal. It'll wear off eventually. Just don't go around fighting anybody for a while. If you feel the need to... either pick him," he paused there, gesturing with a nod toward Kazuhiko. "Or wait for the beach trip. That oughta work~" he assured. As for Saori's gratitude, Yugi shook his head. "There's only three forms of thanks I take, and I'm sure you know at least what the number one option is. Thank me later, yeah?"

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko's continued movements and desires would not be hindered by Kimiko. No in this case they were shared interests and she was never one to stop anything within her interests. Though she was quite curious about this version making due with the earliest form of his body. Perhaps it really was the attitude that took care of everything else? Or maybe he'd see a few differences? Well, it didn't really matter as she was picked up and they moved about. He continued to assault her mouth but let go of her nipple in exchange for the better ability to carry her. She always enjoyed this part, being lifted, being carried, her feet not touching the floor. But that wasn't the only pleasantry here, no she was also being ground against his clothed form and wiggled her own hips with every motion. In the mean time a bit more aggression came her way as her lip was pulled between his teeth and she sighed. "It really might have been a while, huh?" she mused. It always seemed to her that he was beyond excited to see her, it was always a fun part of their dynamic.

At the same time, it seemed that the righting of a past wrong was coming to an end. Saori was standing feeling a bit strange but choosing to mostly ignore it so long as it didn't cause her problems. Much like a professional after a visit she was given a few instructions. She'd feel weird for a while, but no fighting, unless Kazuhiko was her target or she'd have to wait for the beach trip. Her brow rose curiously. "Uh-huh..." she didn't bother mentioning that she had no intention of tagging along with a group of horny teens on their beach excursion. Nor that she had no intention of starting anything else in general. She'd done enough already by her own standards. Being told not to fight was odd, but she wasn't exactly the type to get into a fight for no reason, she could mostly keep her cool. "It's not like I plan on starting a fight or anything..." she said brushing that part off and choosing to not address anything else said though it was obviously processed. According tot his lad he only accepted thanks in three ways and she could thank him later. She wasn't going to mention that either. This was the same as the horny teen beach thing... she had no intention of trading sex for things that was far outside of her normal operating mode. "I'll think about it," she said to thanking him later, she definitely wasn't going to agree to anything weird right now. She was already dealing with a lot. "Hm, guess I'm going to have coffee and see a movie then... ja," she said heading for the door and slipping on a pair of runners which went with the black turtle neck and pair of high waisted jeans she was wearing. A gentle check, phone, wallet, keys and she was off.

[Bloodedge]

By the time Kazu had Kimiko's lip caught between his teeth, he'd managed to turn them around to a point of her back facing the sofa. He also got to hear Kimiko's assertion about how long it must have been since their last meeting. If he stopped to think about it, Kazu would find himself wondering why she thought that. It was never a matter of time for him. For any of the women he spent time with, a visit later in the same day would see no less excitement than a visit some years later. In fact... "Uhh, it's been about two days for me since the last one ended? It's why I'm in Venice with Anna. She's been alone for a little while, so we took a date for just us again," he explained while leaning forward to pin Kimiko against the sofa, where the grinding of their lower halves would immediately be made more intense. "But, you know me, and I know you can't wait to get another glimpse of my sweet moves~" he said jokingly, yet also with an air of great confidence.

Saori had no plans of starting anything, but... when did she ever? It was basically a trademark part of her personality to be that way. She claimed she would be thinking about the 'thanks' to offer him, and... Yugi happened to know how that would probably come about. "I know. I've also got something for you. You don't have to stick around for it," he said. With an outstretched hand, Yugi performed a bit of... reality shattering. A smartphone appeared in his palm ─ one he already had Saori's phone number registered to. He sent a simple photo to her while those final pre-departure checks were being performed at the door. In said photo, there was a version of him with light tan skin, black hair with green undertones, and lizard-like eyes split into two halves, the top being green and the bottom amber. One strand of his hair was curled upwards showing a yellow underside. His arms and neck were tattooed in green ink. A green head scarf, accessorized with two white feathers with yellow and green tips tucked behind, was tied around his head. As for clothing... well, he was sitting in an onsen, sporting only a waist towel to show his full musculature and a prominent bulge Saori was already familiar enough with from a visual perspective. "I'd suggest deleting that, but do whatever you want. Ja ne~"

[Apollymi]

For Kazuhiko apparently it'd only been two days since he'd last seen this version of Kimiko. Hm, she was really getting around... well, she didn't respect time lines or anything like that so it made a reasonable amount of sense. So did his usual familiarity. She was up for a moment or two and then she was down, back against the couch and with their private parts more aggressively rubbing against each other even through their clothes. "Ah, I didn't know I was interrupting date night, again. Venice is definitely a good place for that sort of thing though~" Kimiko said seeming to appreciate the choice in romantic venue. And then the other part she liked, he made a joke, but it brimmed with confidence and she couldn't help but be amused by him in this moment. "Ehehehe!~ There is, I missed that~" she said with a playful wink aimed at the lad. Whether he fully understood the moment of today or not, it was always hard work dealing with the younger versions of any of a certain tier of being. They simply weren't themselves enough yet.

At the same time, Saori was simply plotting her exit. There was no reason to stick around, no reason to worry about a beach trip with horny teens, and no reason to keep up with any of that extra information. No, instead she would simply be heading out, for a bit of fun. Still according to the lad he had something else for her, and he claimed she didn't have to stick around for it. So after her checks she was ready to leave. "Hai hai," she murmured. Only to be pulling open the door as her phone vibrated. She'd pause and open her phone to see an image. The image was something she'd not expected and after staring at it for a moment she quickly glanced over at the lad no behind her again. He had something to say, "Yeah, whatever..." she said. Would she be deleting that image. No... she was moving it to its own folder to avoid it appearing in her photo reel and she'd definitely be having a better look at it later. It was hers after all, it was sent to her. And just like that Saori walked out into the world with a strange sense of foreboding that her life would never be the sort of normal she'd originally wanted. Oh well, she'd consider that while heading to a coffee shop and making considerations about her other friendships.