2017-2018 Cosplays

2017-2018 Cosplays

Saturday, 24 September 2016

Ennead: For Those We Love: Sneak Peek



“How, exactly, did you get us lost in a forest the size of a postage stamp?” Anzu demanded of Jou and Honda, interrupting what had been a rather interesting and extremely loud argument.

“It wasn’t me,” Jou protested, guesturing towards Honda, “He was the one who said, ‘It’s this way, follow me’ if we’d just stuck to the path we’d probably be neck deep in Duelists by…”

“Don’t blame me!” Honda snarled back, cutting Jou off midsentence, “You’re the one who thought that this was a shortcut to the battlefield!”

“Will you two shut up?” Oneesan growled at the pair of them, ill amused by their arguing and the fact the fireworks signaling the start of the tournament had gone off at least ten minutes ago. She had been tempted to let the boys head off into the forest alone, but the there was little chance of them finding each other again when Anzu was the only one with a mobile phone and it had no signal. So she had followed them when Jou had jumped the wall and headed into the forest.

Honda and Jou went silent. Neither of them were foolish enough to continue their tirade when the spirit of the Puzzle had demanded otherwise. She was their friend, but they both knew she had her limits and that it was a bad idea to push them. Not only would it make her mad and put her off her game, but she was vindictive and creative in her payback. She would never hurt them, that much was true, but Jou’s reputation had taken weeks to recover after the incident in the boy’s changing room the day Imori had been causing trouble.

Anzu could not help but be amused. If it had been her who had asked them to stop fighting, they would have done so, but only after she had physically separated the pair. Poor Yugi would have been ignored entirely. For Oneesan however, they went silent and behaved like little angels. She needed to learn the long-dead Pharaoh’s trick.

“If it helps,” Amane spoke up, holding her hand up now that she could be heard over the others and trying to ignore the amusement of the spirit who lived within her own artifact. “My Millennium Ring can locate people and places. I could probably lead us out of here.”

“Why didn’t you say that earlier?” Jou complained, wheeling on her as she pulled the Millennium Ring out from under her sweater.

“Probably because it was impossible to hear yourself think over the racket you two were making.” Anzu shot back, “I swear they could hear the pair of you back in Domino.”

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