OLD ATST Seto/Joey

You're My Best Trip -5 Joey [8/8/15]

Joey as it happens was not sitting at this bench purely by chance ..

The ache in his side was a promising testament to that .

He knew he should have chucked back a few ibuprofen, it would have at least dulled the ache.

It was better to focus on the pain and let it center him, thinking about the reality he was facing only made the painful throb worse.

He'd already gotten this far and was not about to faint or, do something otherwise drastic.

Especially not before-THERE!

As promised walked the one and only Seto Kaiba gait fluid at ease even among the busy city hype.

That isn't to say the Kaiba was dawdling about either. Joey couldn't imagine the Kaiba ever having dawdled about a day in his life. He probably came out the womb with unhindered drive.

He managed to look not at all harried as he made his way round the corner and sickening with purpose...

Then abruptly upon sighting or recognizing, Joey he halted.

To say the CEO stopped was like saying the lion only spots the gazelle.

It was more like a calculated pause .

All Seto needed was some theme music like the kind they had in jaws .

He was for once lacking one of those overstated sharply cut coat .

Shame would've made a perfect fin fit .

Say that three times fast Joey inwardly chuckled then winced do to the jostle of his ribs .

Hmm decisions, decisions and not much time at all .

He had Kaiba here and fixated attention that of a hunter sighting what he thought was a pheasant.

Now just what to use as a lure ?

There where a few ways Joey could play this.

In usual loud mouth kerosene strike a match ready surefire mutt temper.

Perhaps serene immovable granite marble statue fashion? No that was out of the question.

Too much like the other he figured.

Too much like Seto who was making great strides toward him's mask .

With unquestionable intent. Yeah Joey was in for it. Well at least that was something he understood.

Fine. He decided The dryly sarcastic epitome of social grace and nicety it was .

The equally polite response of "May I sit here ?"nearly caught him off guard, how very unlike money bags.

The Kaiba didn't ask he demanded.

Something shifty must be up, that was the only explanation for this madness. Wheeler wasn't even on good pain pills and he was seeing & hearing things.

Reflex begged wheeler to snap out something, anything! Among his favorite's remained ; This is a freaking public space, bench doesn't have my name on it, might have yours though for all I know. Seeing as how your own only say half the city. An that was only what the public knows about.

Any perceived slight upon the company's honor was sure to have Seto breathing fire. But that surely would have them back at square one?

Send them straight into a deadlock again. Both equally trying in vain to breach the others defenses.