Thread: Blue Eyes White Lover (Fox)

Kaiba wasn't paying much attention the the look on his face anymore. Although he might have gotten something out of it if he had been. But he was too focused on getting on with things in a timely manner to be willing to have too much fun. He did have a company to run. And he was already giving this peon a full hour of his very precious time. His expression didn't change until the smaller male's back was turned. Curious cerulean eyes focused on the figure leaving his room. He couldn't exactly pander to his curiosity however. Other preparations needed to be made. And judging by his security team's most recent show of prowess, he needed to give them as much time as he could. Lifting his left arm to his face and turning those sharp eyes down on it, he twisted the outer ring of his cuff link until he hit the security channel. But almost before he could even recognize he'd landed on the right one he was bombarded with frantic orders and panicked responses. A heavily audible sigh ground from his chest as his free hand lifted to squeeze out a short massage to the bridge of his nose. He'd been sure that his previous orders were perfectly clear. And yet it sounded like those morons were doing the exact thing he'd been attempting to avoid by ordering the mission to be carried out that night. He took a short breath. And then a longer one before opening his eyes and switching the Windows on his monitor. They weren't-- They were! Those idiots were running an evacuation drill on the entire building during peak business hours! With a sharp grasp on the button embedded in his cuff link the CEO's voice boomed over the ramble of the others. He had priority over this line for a reason. Attention thumbs tacks and paper weights! The insult easily wasn't his best. It made some sense, but was over all confusing. This was something that happened when his level of frustration was nearing a boiling point. And it stopped every one of them in their tracks and silenced them. What the Hell do you think you're doing?! Do you have any idea the setbacks you're causing by running this drill now?! You--! The snarled voice cut off as masterful eyes caught a glimpse of something on the screen. He paused to set back a camera view to watch his new assistant with a somewhat frantically calculating look as he paused at the door of the stairwell and ran in place for a moment before he seemed to make a connection on his phone. Beryl eyes turned to his office door. The break room for the few grunts that roamed this floor was three doors down. Ryou had in fact passed it on his way to the stairwell. And it looked like instead of taking the time to find it he was going to make a break for more familiar hunting grounds. He was never going to make it! Not a moment later than he'd thought as much this supposedly clumsy man was skirting down the banister and bypassing the bulk of traffic in the procces. Kaiba burst into amused laughter. This was ridiculous! Was his entire staff made up of lunatics and morons?! What was next?! Sir... Boss please. The semi-horrifyingly gleeful moment was pulled from his chest through a curious him as he was inturrupted. Did you want us to terminate the excersize? No. His voice had calmed considerbly, and his attention remained on the white haired phantom floating his way down through the masses as if he barely existed. Finish the run and then make sure everyone returns to their duties as quickly as possible... He'd nearly forgotten the reason he'd hailed the channel in the first place. Oh. And Richards get ready, cause I'm about to give you an early chance to redeem yourself. He'd watched Ryou's entire trek both down and back up to his office. At the same time the knock pounded out his voice carried with a crisp Enter. Kaiba was sitting tall again. Any sign of previous amusement had been wiped from his face cleanly and what remains was something much shorter in temper. His attention shifted to the side in the same way it had when he'd been brought before the president earlier on. Ryou would only make it half way to his desk before he'd decided he'd landed that look on him long enough and followed it with curt words. Let me impart some knowledge upon you that'd be in your best interest to soak up now. It's something anyone who lasts very long around here learns on day one. It might not have seemed possible before it happened but azure eyes focused even more sharply on him. When I say five minutes I mean two and a half. Well, not specifically, but it made his point. Instead of running around like a madman and making yourself, and in turn me, look utterly foolish you might want to think before you act next time. And if you don't know the answer to something then ask. Almost like a switch the chill in the air warmed back up a couple degrees as his gaze softened just slightly when turning down on his screen once again. Now I have a meeting starting in a few minutes so you can join me on this side of the desk. And plan on sticking to my side like glue until I need something out of you. Got it?