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[He walked through the door to the pantry to find the tea, and this is DEFINITELY not the pantry.

So he's just parked himself on the floor in front of the door, and he's sitting.

And staring.

And waiting.]

[he's in a dress shirt and a nice leather collar, what kind of kaiser is this anyway]

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*I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE*

What do you mean by "dog".

A pet. Companion. Servant. Bodyguard.

Property of the Phoenix family.

I would think you would know.

.........................Excuse me?

*wtf!!!!!!!!!!*

I was a birthday present.

He wasn't happy with the idea at first.

[plays with the collar...]

*this is getting more surreal by the minute*

Are you serious...? This would be in bad taste for a joke, even for you.

Obviously.

[DOES THIS LIKE THE FACE OF SOMEONE WHO JOKES]

You do know slavery is against the law, right?

*lol the law. your ed was that naive once :(*

Underground doesn't care much about the law.

[oooooops he's a lot more willing to talk about his past than kaiserin]

Oi.

*crouches down to HIS LEVEL*

I think you'd better start from the beginning.

[...why are you on the floor you hate the floor...]

...from when you defeated the Kaiser, then?

*because you're on the floor you butt*

Kaiserin, actually, but sure.

...hmm.

["Kaiserin". Weird.]

You told me you'd heard about the losing streak, afterwards.

My last sponsor dropped me after the tenth time. So I had to find an alternative place to duel.

A man approached me to offer me a spot in an unofficial ring.

*is it really any weirder than my cute lil shorts and boobs*

I was aware of it, yes.

*raises eyebrow*

Illegal dueling?

[well...not really]

Mm. Domino's underground ring.

[He shifts a little.]

The duels were conducted with shock collars, usually. Sometimes other ways of inflicting pain.

I "earned" Hell Kaiser as my title when my first opponent died.

[He almost sounds like he's telling a story about another person. He's disconnected from the words.]

*WOW i suddenly regret asking*

...

...

...And then?

...People started losing interest after a while. So Saruyama auctioned me off to a spectator. "D.D". I think he was drinking.

He brought me home.

You refused to take me at first, said it was wrong. But things changed.

*cHOKE*

DD!? I...

What the hell...

...I'm not sure what he was thinking.

But you agreed in the end. To save me from the other two.

Officially, I'm your bodyguard. Or your assistant.

*excuse me while i bury my face in my hands in a slightly traumatized manner

(probably something your ed used to do a lot before he got jaded)*

[this is familiar yes.

...

...awkward shoulderpat]

I need to talk to Ryoko.

*GETS UP LIKE SHE'S GONNA RUN OFF too bad ryoko's possessed edina you dummy*

[...catches her ankle.]

Wait.

What happened to her? Wherever you come from?

*glances back down at him*

I... I don't know... She just suddenly re-appeared in the Pros, calling herself Hell Kaiserin.

...After we became friends, I didn't think it was any of my business to ask.

...so...she escaped another way.

[He looks troubled.]

.......Ryoko isn't a damn pet.

She'd never allow that.

*FISTS CLENCHED*