Sep 19, 2012
@photonpulse
It was a high wall of smooth stone.
Kyou stared at it, his nose centimetres away from the surface, as he took in each and every imperfection in what was otherwise a perfect wall. Splotches where neon green paint drew together, dents and scratches, discolouration from the sun...
Then he blinked as a waft of violet light caught his eye. It was a card, nestled within a crevasse, black-bordered and art difficult to discern. The depth meant it could not have anything but purposefully placed, and Kyou glanced around to see if the owner was nearby.
He shifted the bento box in his hands so that it was held only in his left, and reached out for the Xyz Monster.