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Ugh, you go and check out one place on an anonymous tip and you wake up missing a week...

I'm not even hungover. What the hell happened?

Kaz bursts through a portal, all hellfire and brimstone and style. His steed is literally on fire, smoke billows from his nose, and the horrid designs on his poncho seem to waver in the light, making him look like he's covered in eyes.


A long pause.



"Wait. Where the hell am I?"

Somehow, someway, Kaz has managed to get LDS Dueling Facilities up and running amid all of the turmoil of the last few weeks. There's a few obstacle courses going, one with what looks like lilypads floating through a river and getting to the other side is rewarded with having to climb up a waterfall. The other is more stark, bleak, where the 'goal' is clambering up the sides of pillars with rocky handholds and weapons that've been jammed into the rocks.

There's a few action dueling arenas set up as well. They're under the LDS teacher's control, so you'll need to bother Kaz or Mazane or Shinji about using them. When a decent chunk of students have gathered and before they scatter to the courses and arenas, Kaz has taken a stand near a podium and looks like he cracks his neck before he booms out:

"LDS and DA students. There's been a rise of violence in the pro league we adults should be preparing ya for, not ta mention the current state of the junior league which I'm sure most of ya have encountered. This ain't gonna be a lesson in escalation. I can't teach all of ya how ta get on their level in one day. No one can.

What I can teach ya? How to control the flow of duels. Ya can't let these people run roughshod over stuff ya love and your limbs, so I have very basic self-defense and agility training. There's obstacles in these courses. Fish in the water that'll knock ya off. Some of the foot and hand-holds may not hold your weight. If ya don't wanna run grueling stuff, if ya don't wanna learn basic dodges or counters, lemme know. This ain't gonna be for everyone, and I'll mark ya off.

If ya wanna work on stuff in particular or how to control the flow of duels, come ta me, come ta one of my associates, Miss Mazane or Mister Samasu. We'll get ya working on how to interrupt any flow your opponent might try and create, with violence or not.

And if I see someone intentionally using the lessons I'm trying to pass down for self-defense against Ryozanpaku, flying knees, or people who literally crush duelists for schoolyard rumbles or hit someone who ain't willing to hit back, I don't care if it's years from now, I will yank ya outta that duel so fast your head will spin. And if you're one of my synchro kids, I might fail ya for the year. If ya ain't, your teachers, even across the ocean will be notified and I will suggest punishments that fit what crap ya were tryin' ta pull. We all clear?"

Afterwards, Kaz can be found nearly anywhere in the aforementioned areas, working with students or silently judging them. Sometimes he can be found in a spacey looking state, like he's lost in thought in one of the inactive dueling arenas. He's actually here to help, so feel free to bother him.

A log to make sense of things

[Private Journal to Kaito and Shian]

Hey guys. I think I got them. I've SEEN them. They made me forget some faces, but they had to do such a rushed botched job, I think that's all I'm missing. And I'm gonna need another back-up brain immediately Shian, before they find me. Gonna. Hang out somewhere safe until then.

[Events:]

1. Probably near immediately after the events of the log, Kaz has caused an uproar (the only thing he can cause) at Duel Academy, carrying two teenagers, one half of his face is a massive bruise, and he's waiting either in the infirmary, or outside of it, having ripped off the sleeve of his shirt to wrap around his finger. He's got a towel he's put in a jar.

2. He's on the Barian Island, book in hand, and looking rather. Paranoid and twitchy. And needs something to hide under for a bit.

[Journal]

Ya leave for... three weeks? kinda feels like a few years and ya get back ta huge men crushing pros and tiny bandit children beating up other children.

In happier news, you're all looking at the new Synchro teacher for Leo Dueling School.

[Event]

You can find Kaz in a suit! The top two buttons of the undershirt are unbuttoned and his tie is extremely loose, but it's a suit! He's on LDS campus, with a briefcase.

Or, if you're weak of heart and can't handle that, he's in a 'Slayer' T-shirt and jeans, happily ignoring that cold is a thing somewhere high, with his ever familiar cork board.

[Private to the Hothead]

Hey, man. I was thinking about it, while I tried to not burn to death. Look, there's some shit you and I got unresolved. It... you're going nuts, trying to keep calm all the time, and ya can't just lash out at the littlest provocation. Couldn't the first time we had one of these 'come to Juudai' talks, can't a year later. World just ain't that way anymore, and I know that's a goddamned shame.

I know ya chased down that psychic duelist on a bike a few months ago. I was one of the officers in the chase. Blue flames everywhere ain't exactly subtle. And now this. We gotta find a better outlet, man. I'd hate to have to actually bust ya for the damage, after all the stuff we've worked on. If charbroiling me didn't really help, yeah. We'll have that duel or at least a rematch. Come on over, help me get some tires on my bike and fix the melted wiring. Or, we try to reduce the other one to hamburger, which is also fine.

[Private to family/friends/coworkers]

I'm going to fucking hell.

[Event]

So, for some reason, you're in Kaz's apartment's parking lot. He doesn't appear to be here, but there IS a melted looking bike in the lot, with some tools set out in front of it, and what looks like melted bike goo leading upstairs to a fancy looking place.