Thread: Blue Eyes White Lover (Fox)

Pride. It wasn't something he felt very often. For years it was practically forbidden, and every time he drew close to it, Bakura was always there to snuff it out. Tiny little Ryou wasn't allowed to have that sort of power. But now it welled up inside him like a rolling tsunami, and he had to squash it down himself to avoid puffing out his chest with bravado. It did, however, give him the confidence to continue. Even when he was faced with a difficult decision. He knew these men. In fact he knew them very well. Brent was married with two kids, Jamison was a single father, and Barry may live alone with his dog, but he was a kindhearted man. Choosing between them was painful. They were his friends! They knew him, they called him Ryou, and losing any one of them meant losing a smiling face in the morning. A frown pulled his lips and a knit formed between his eyebrows. The three men stared at him with sweat beading along their foreheads. He couldn't do it. He couldn't choose between not only his friends, but three of his best team members. Seto, he started, the words falling from his lips before he could stop them. After losing Harrison Mannings, firing two more doesn't seem like the best choice, for either of us. Ryou's lips pursed together for a few seconds before continuing. Jamison, the man in the center, has the fullest respect from the development team, to lose him would be losing the drive of many workers. Barry, the man on the far left, Can write code faster than anyone else on the team, getting rid of him would push our deadline by not just days, but weeks. And Brent is incredibly creative, and has many interesting ideas that would make our game fun for players of all ages. Ryou turned his full attention to Kaiba. I believe the best course of action would be to keep all three on hand, but maybe cutting out some of their extra vacation days in order to ensure the 'nameless' game is not just ready on time, but absolute perfection. Which is what Kaiba Corp. is known for. It was a long shot, but if he could convince Seto with some very valid points, than maybe he could save the jobs of two of his closest friends. So you'll defend them, but not me!? Harrison, who April had been carefully leading out of the room, whirled around in her hold and shoved her aside. Donald caught her as the jobless man stormed towards the desk. After everything I've done for you?! You spent Christmas with me and my family. My children adore you, you've even joined my wife's book club, and you just stand there while I lose everything I've ever worked for?! Ryou took a step back, but remained at Seto's side regardless. Though, he probably would have darted if it weren't for Donald. Harrison barely managed to slam his hands down on the desk before Donald was on him. The larger man grabbed the trouble maker around the shoulders in a head lock to drag him away from the desk. Stop embarrassing yourself before you end up locked in a jail cell. Let's go! The security guard snapped in return, already dragging Harrison out of the room. You've ruined me Bakura! Do you hear me! I'll get you for this. I know where you live! Ryou flinched at the use of his last name, and could once again hear the long lost spirit's laughter. After a few muffled words, a new security guard slipped into the room to take place at the door while Donald took care of things.