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splinteredstar) wrote2008-12-10 10:07 pm
splinteredstar) wrote2008-12-10 10:07 pm
More of that Seto and Snape thing...
Right. Feeling less emo now. Thank you to everyone who commented. Hugs, love, and sugary treats to you al.
This is more of that HP/YGO thing I had a while back, where I shove Seto and Snape into each other. Takes up where the last one left off.
He quickly concealed his schematics and analyzed the two men walking in. The
older one in front was obviously the one in charge, so Seto scanned over him
first. The man wore the expression of a kildly old grandfather - probably
thinking that the Orphan Kaiba would have a weakness there. He also wore a
bright purple pant suit that momentarily and unpleasantly reminded Kaiba of
Pegasus, and - were those high heels? Kaiba filed away mental notes on the man -
irreverent or silly, condecending, wily but not good at hiding it, thinks he's a
far better actor than he is. Basically the same as most businessmen who were
unfamilar with Kaiba, but potentially dangerous none the less.
Kaiba glanced over to the other man, who actually seemed to know how to dress
himself...even if he apparently thought that greasy hair was still an acceptable
look. His face was schooled into pleasant neutrality and his stance polite - an
act, but a good one. It might have even worked if Kaiba hadn't spent most of his
life wearing the same mask. Still, Kaiba's instints set off quiet warning bells
in his mind, telling him to keep an eye on this second man, because he knew how
to kill. And Kaiba's instincts rarely failed him.
Kaiba stood, shaking each man's hand in turn - the western custom, he knew, but
he found that western businessmen were less awkward and more likely to do things
his way when they used their own customs. Besides, he was never fond of bowing.
"Greetings, Mr. Kaiba." The older man smiled as he took his seat. "I'm glad you
could met with us. I am Albus Dumbledore and this is my colege, Severus Snape."
"I am always willing to met with potential partners. Now, I understand your
company has a project you with wish my assistance on? I have heard very few
details about the project."
The old man chuckled slightly, causing Kaiba to raise an eyebrow. Dumbledore
leaned foward a bit, steepling his fingers and smiled, asking,
"Mr. Kaiba, do you believe in magic?"
...oh please.
Kaiba snorted. "Sir, do not waste my time."
The tinkle in Dumbledore's eyes didn't fade. "Is that a no?"
"Yes. Do you have something worthwhile or do I need to ask you to leave?" This
is what he got for taking appointments without solid information...because
obviously he didn't have enough nutjobs in his life.
That annoying chuckle again. "Now, now, please, listen to me for a moment. What
if I could prove it?"
Kaiba made a show of sighing. "Is there a point to this? I do have things I
could be doing rather than listening to pipedreams."
The second man - Snape? - sighed, covering his eyes with one hand. "Albus, allow
me." He stood, and adressed Kaiba without waiting for a response.
"The reason we are here is because, as you already know, we need your assitance
with a project. We can do many things with our magic," Snape scowled at Kaiba's
snort, "However, strong magical fields make non-magical technology fail. We
would like to remedy this, however, no one in our society has enough knowledge
of nonmagical technology to be able to integrate them. You are the technological
leader of the nonmagical world, Mr. Kaiba, and we have every reason to believe
that you will be able to help us."
Kaiba considered this. It was still ridiculous, but at least this man had gotten
directly to the point and hadn't played with him. That was preferable, even if
the point in question was laughable. Kaiba responded,
"Give me one reason that I should believe this is anything other than the
product of too much LSD." Kaiba could tell it wasn't a scam - as stupid as it
was, these people believed what they were saying. But of course, so did Pegasus.
Snape looked to Dumbledore, who nodded. "Would a demonstration count?"
Why was he putting up with this... was this afternoon really that boring? Kaiba
sighed again, and nodded.
"If you must."
*yawns, wanders towards bed*
S
This is more of that HP/YGO thing I had a while back, where I shove Seto and Snape into each other. Takes up where the last one left off.
He quickly concealed his schematics and analyzed the two men walking in. The
older one in front was obviously the one in charge, so Seto scanned over him
first. The man wore the expression of a kildly old grandfather - probably
thinking that the Orphan Kaiba would have a weakness there. He also wore a
bright purple pant suit that momentarily and unpleasantly reminded Kaiba of
Pegasus, and - were those high heels? Kaiba filed away mental notes on the man -
irreverent or silly, condecending, wily but not good at hiding it, thinks he's a
far better actor than he is. Basically the same as most businessmen who were
unfamilar with Kaiba, but potentially dangerous none the less.
Kaiba glanced over to the other man, who actually seemed to know how to dress
himself...even if he apparently thought that greasy hair was still an acceptable
look. His face was schooled into pleasant neutrality and his stance polite - an
act, but a good one. It might have even worked if Kaiba hadn't spent most of his
life wearing the same mask. Still, Kaiba's instints set off quiet warning bells
in his mind, telling him to keep an eye on this second man, because he knew how
to kill. And Kaiba's instincts rarely failed him.
Kaiba stood, shaking each man's hand in turn - the western custom, he knew, but
he found that western businessmen were less awkward and more likely to do things
his way when they used their own customs. Besides, he was never fond of bowing.
"Greetings, Mr. Kaiba." The older man smiled as he took his seat. "I'm glad you
could met with us. I am Albus Dumbledore and this is my colege, Severus Snape."
"I am always willing to met with potential partners. Now, I understand your
company has a project you with wish my assistance on? I have heard very few
details about the project."
The old man chuckled slightly, causing Kaiba to raise an eyebrow. Dumbledore
leaned foward a bit, steepling his fingers and smiled, asking,
"Mr. Kaiba, do you believe in magic?"
...oh please.
Kaiba snorted. "Sir, do not waste my time."
The tinkle in Dumbledore's eyes didn't fade. "Is that a no?"
"Yes. Do you have something worthwhile or do I need to ask you to leave?" This
is what he got for taking appointments without solid information...because
obviously he didn't have enough nutjobs in his life.
That annoying chuckle again. "Now, now, please, listen to me for a moment. What
if I could prove it?"
Kaiba made a show of sighing. "Is there a point to this? I do have things I
could be doing rather than listening to pipedreams."
The second man - Snape? - sighed, covering his eyes with one hand. "Albus, allow
me." He stood, and adressed Kaiba without waiting for a response.
"The reason we are here is because, as you already know, we need your assitance
with a project. We can do many things with our magic," Snape scowled at Kaiba's
snort, "However, strong magical fields make non-magical technology fail. We
would like to remedy this, however, no one in our society has enough knowledge
of nonmagical technology to be able to integrate them. You are the technological
leader of the nonmagical world, Mr. Kaiba, and we have every reason to believe
that you will be able to help us."
Kaiba considered this. It was still ridiculous, but at least this man had gotten
directly to the point and hadn't played with him. That was preferable, even if
the point in question was laughable. Kaiba responded,
"Give me one reason that I should believe this is anything other than the
product of too much LSD." Kaiba could tell it wasn't a scam - as stupid as it
was, these people believed what they were saying. But of course, so did Pegasus.
Snape looked to Dumbledore, who nodded. "Would a demonstration count?"
Why was he putting up with this... was this afternoon really that boring? Kaiba
sighed again, and nodded.
"If you must."
*yawns, wanders towards bed*
S