::Soul Prism::
Disclaimer: See first chappie
A/N: My, my! Where has the time gone? It's winter already!
Reviewer's Corner:
Pottergirl105: Very easily.
Ayako Kadori: Eh heh.. At least I updated, ne?
Begin Log 2:00 PM
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envelope (n): 1. a paper cover in which a letter or anything flat and fairly thin can be mailed, filed, etc.
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And the world had gone on without any further question on Jounouchi's whereabouts. Yuugi supposed he was visiting his sister, Shizuka, who now had sight and was living in an aparment on the other side of the city. Honda supposed that Jounochi was off causing trouble somewhere else. Anzu's assumption was a bit more morbid, that Jounouchi had actually gone off to kill his father.
Ryou couldn't care less. He wasn't exactly "best friends" with Jounouchi anyway. It's not like it mattered to him. He was busy with his nose in his school work, pondering fractions and algebraic equations tirelessly. True, math was not his favorite subject, but he would give his own time for extra, unnecessary tutoring in order to squirm away from his darker half, Bakura.
And it wasn't long before all their destinies collided.
Returning home from tutoring, Ryou, as usual, gathered and sorted the mail. But, one thing caught his eye. It was a manilla envelope. Ryou inspected it curiously, holding it above his head and trying to peer inside it. He sat down at his kitchen table and placed him in front of it. He scrutinized it some more, no return address.
"That's odd.." he murmured. His name and address were inscribed on the back in loopy handwriting. Very fancy handwriting.
Finally, he gathered up the courage to actually open the evelope. Prying the prongs open, he slid a thick stack of papers from its interior and read the heading outloud.
"Modern/Fantasy Role-Playing Game...'" He was immeadietly interested. His expertise and skill at RPGs had increased since when he first started playing them.
"This must be the manual.." Ryou said, flipping eagerly through page after page of rules and regulations.
Finally, he reached a date. "Next week!" he exclaimed, "I need to get ready!"
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Meanwhile, Yuugi was walking into his house. He, too, gathered the mail and found a curious-looking manilla envelope...
End log 2:15
A/N: Short chappie, I know.