[In her relentless search to find some clue about the Earl or find a way out of here she's come upon the door that leads to the subway. Against better instinct she wanders in, nearly being crushed in the throngs of coming and going people. Being a short 5'2'' lady doesn't really help much in a setting like this
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Furthermore, someone coming to her rescue was less than that. She didn't need help. The man holding on to her didn't seem to heed the young man's advice, nor did he seem to be of the friendly variety.
With no more time to waste, Atem raised her opposite arm, blindsiding the other with the edge of her Duel Disk to his throat. Once he went down she glared at him.] Not a wise decision.
[And after saying so she turned to the other who had stepped in, slightly wary and still tense. It was written all over her body language. She suddenly just wanted to be back at the garden.]
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[He then turned back to Atem and looked her over from her spectacular hair style to the tight leather clothes she chose to adorn herself in. For someone who didn't like attention she sure dressed like the complete opposite.]
"Who are you?"
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Being looked at by him didn't make matters any better. She folded her arms over her stomach, standing straight and tall and proud.]
My name is Atem. Who are you? [Her tone was just as stern as her posture.]
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Close call.]
You're welcome.
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Couldn't you just call for my attention? [Her arm hurts from being pulled so hard (though it's probably half her fault for resisting). Not that she would show it.]
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[He reaches up and grasps one of the handles as the train starts moving again.]
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[She figures Kaiba would know. Instead of reaching up to hang on to anything she tucks her arms across her chest, quite stubbornly so, and sways with the slight motions of the train because of it.]
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