Scene 1: Yuuta and Ryoga
It was starting to become a daily routine, enough of one that Irie had to wonder if perhaps Ryoga was a masochist in his own right. Not that he had much of a choice in cards right now, since he barely even had ten in his hand, but still…
He seemed to enjoy nearly getting skewered by arrows every single day.
Irie stepped to his left to narrowly avoid getting hit by one, watching his friend endlessly provoke his rather hotheaded partner. The Arrow card, one who had almost immediately told them to call him Yuuta, had been hard enough to catch before due to his nasty temperament, but it seemed like he was always downright murderous whenever he was summoned by Ryoga. It was certainly a big difference from their first meeting, where he had seemed charmed by his pretty words at that time. That was the only time he’s ever seen the card smile.
Now though, the angry scowl on his face was more prominent than ever as he crossed his arms and glared at Ryoga, while the newly appointed card captor just smiled back rather impishly.
“Could you stop summoning me already?” Yuuta huffed, finally settling down as he continued to practically bristle at him, far from amused. He had to admit, he did see the charm in trying to rile up the card, given he had such animated reactions. It was obvious either way that for all of his temper, he’s never actually tried to hit Ryoga. He’d shoot at him, but his aim was good enough that he shouldn’t be missing the guy so much.
Not quite honest, if he had to say, and that was rather amusing.
Ryoga, for his part, decided to finally come up to Yuuta and pat him on the head, a large, mischievous grin on his face.
“Aren’t you a ray of sunshine today? I see you’re still doing badly with your aim, Yuu-chan!”
The next moment, another set of explosions filled the air as Yuuta tried harder to actually maim him this time.
It was starting to become a daily routine, enough of one that Irie had to wonder if perhaps Ryoga was a masochist in his own right. Not that he had much of a choice in cards right now, since he barely even had ten in his hand, but still…
He seemed to enjoy nearly getting skewered by arrows every single day.
Irie stepped to his left to narrowly avoid getting hit by one, watching his friend endlessly provoke his rather hotheaded partner. The Arrow card, one who had almost immediately told them to call him Yuuta, had been hard enough to catch before due to his nasty temperament, but it seemed like he was always downright murderous whenever he was summoned by Ryoga. It was certainly a big difference from their first meeting, where he had seemed charmed by his pretty words at that time. That was the only time he’s ever seen the card smile.
Now though, the angry scowl on his face was more prominent than ever as he crossed his arms and glared at Ryoga, while the newly appointed card captor just smiled back rather impishly.
“Could you stop summoning me already?” Yuuta huffed, finally settling down as he continued to practically bristle at him, far from amused. He had to admit, he did see the charm in trying to rile up the card, given he had such animated reactions. It was obvious either way that for all of his temper, he’s never actually tried to hit Ryoga. He’d shoot at him, but his aim was good enough that he shouldn’t be missing the guy so much.
Not quite honest, if he had to say, and that was rather amusing.
Ryoga, for his part, decided to finally come up to Yuuta and pat him on the head, a large, mischievous grin on his face.
“Aren’t you a ray of sunshine today? I see you’re still doing badly with your aim, Yuu-chan!”
The next moment, another set of explosions filled the air as Yuuta tried harder to actually maim him this time.