[ he bristles at that--at weak, at the clear provocation that he's in far too deep to ignore. the numbers seal pulses aquamarine on the back of his hand and that first feminine voice is screaming.

(no no no he's wrong your mother galaxy queen is far from weak and you have to show him that) ]

Servant of darkness! Minion of Dead Max! I'll make you rue the day you crossed paths with ESPer Robin!

[ and he believes it, truly and wholeheartedly; losing is inconceivable and certainly not permitted because that's something fuuya would do and he is fuuya no longer.

(does not ever want to have to be fuuya again, but that's a different matter)

his duel disk folds out and he smiles (and he's a child how can he possibly manage to look so dangerous)

(fixes his gaze on the other and waits because the first move is not his to make) ]