Clanverse: Post Shadow Morn Celebrations

From before I had finalised the plans:
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“You know,” She panted as she gazed the skies, having never appreciated the clouds racing across the blue skies as much as she did now, “I’m not sorry that’s over.”

He chuckled, finally taking the chance to read the name on her DuelDMU jacket, “Me either.” He replied as his Silver Fang and her White Queen discussed something that neither of them could hear, “I’m Luke by the way.”

“Alyss.” She grinned, shaking his head, “Nice to finally get a name.” She giggled. Her White Queen turned to look at her questioningly. “Hi, umm, thank you for your help, but I’m not sure how to send you back...” Alyss told the Queen who gave her a smug look, glowed white and disappeared, Silver Fang following.

Alyss and Luke sat down on the steps of the SU, exhaustion suddenly catching up with them, grinning at each other. “So,” Luke said, watching his partner in battle carefully, “We can’t say that the uni year didn’t end with a bang...” He commented jokingly and was rewarded by Alyss’s laughter.

“No,” Alyss replied, smiling, “No we can’t.” She leant back so she could see the sky again, “What do you think that was?” She asked, mostly ignoring the student nurses who were rushing around to help the students who had been attacked by the shadows, even if she couldn’t help but notice they gave the Duelists a wide berth.

“No clue.” Luke admitted, as confused as she was, having summoned Silver Fang into their duel just moments before the odd miasma had settled and having been surprised to find that his beast had started attacking the shadow creatures without orders. “It could have been anything...”

“I wonder if we’ll get extra marks for defending the uni...” Alyss commented, wistfully thinking.

“Doubt it.” Luke snorted, “Would be nice though. Either that or I wouldn’t say no to a reduction on student fees.”

“Yeah right.” One of the other student Duelists, who had been fighting down by the library, commented as he and his opponent came and joined them on the steps, “A university? Give anyone a break on their fees...”

“Point.” Luke sighed, “I’m Luke, this is Alyss.”

“We know Alyss.” One of the Duelists chuckled, also sporting a DuelDMU hoodie, “I’m Tate and he’s Lyle.”

“You’re not serious.” Luke spluttered and Alyss chuckled, having heard of these two but never actually fought them herself.

“Blame the Dueling club. They decided that since we normally tag duel, they were going to nickname us something intelligent like that.” Lyle snorted.

“And once it stuck, it stuck.” Tate nodded.

“It could be worse; we could be Jessie and James, or Butch and Cassidy.” Lyle added.

“True.” Luke nodded.

They slipped into a tired silence for a while, just watching what was going around them. Alyss did get up at one point to offer her help, but since the injured student had flinched away from her, she’d rejoined the group on the steps to watch.

“So now what?” Tate asked after a while, bored of getting odd looks from other students.

“Pub?” Lyle asked.

“Pub sounds good.” Alyss nodded, “Or it would if I had any money.”

“I’ll pay.” Lyle snorted, “Let’s get out of here before someone calls the cops on us.”

The four of them could agree on that and they wandered off, heading into town and the Witherspoons, which did cheap food and good booze.

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By the time the cops finally found them, wanting to ask them the same questions they’d asked every Duelist they’d found that had been caught up in the attack on the uni, the four of them had gotten rather drunk.

“We’d like the four of you to come with us please. We’d like to ask you some questions privately.” One of the officers said, pleasantly surprised when the inebriated Duelists got up without a fuss, other than one of them complaining he wanted to finish his (obviously unnecessary) drink, and another of the boys getting him to shut up by glowering at him and the girl needing a hand to her feet, having tried to keep up with the guys and failed.

“No ploblem...porblem...” The girl chuckled, “I can’t say problem.”

“You just did.” One of the guys sniggered back.

“No trouble officfers.” Another of the guys chuckled, “But you might have to ask me, Alyss can’t hold her drink.” 

“I can!” The girl protested, glancing at her glass before they moved away from the table, “But it’s empty.”

“I think the four of you have had enough to drink today.” One of the cops said, amused, as they headed outside and round a corner, out of side of the majority of people on the high street. “Now, can I get your real names? For the record.”

“Dinah Roberts, aka Alyss.” The girl replied, slurring her first name and finding it amusing.

“Luke Hembrow.” Luke replied without slurring, being the most sober one of the four, if not by much.

“Nicolas Penbrook, aka Tate.” Tate nodded, trying to appear presentable, even if he had mangled the word officer earlier.

“Alexander Philips, aka Lyle.” Lyle didn’t even try. The officers looked like they could see for themselves how drunk the four of them were.

“Tate and Lyle?” The second officer looked disbelieving.

“Blame the Dueling Club.” Lyle shrugged.

The first officer nodded, “I’m Louis Stanfield, this is my partner George Michaels. We need to ask you about the incident in front of DeMontfort University.”

“Some weird creatures attacked. We called our monsters out, somehow and we won.” Tate’s celebratory mood infected the other Duelists and they grinned, thinking about a job well done.

“You called your monsters somehow?” Officer Michaels asked.

“Luke’s Silver Fang was already out.” Alyss explained slowly and carefully, so she didn’t mess it up, “My White Queen appeared from a card in my hand. I don’t know how. I got attacked and she saved me... how did it work for you two?” She asked Tate and Lyle.

“Summoned Skull and Meteor Dragon were on the field as part of our duel and when the skies darkened they started blasting those creatures into tiny pieces.” Tate explained, “They were really good at it too.”

Officer Stanfield nodded, “Did you use any field cards in your battles? Anything that might have clouded the skies?”

“I only use one field card and it can’t do that.” Alyss shook her head, “And Luke didn’t use one...”

“I have field cards, but none of them affect the skies.” Tate shook his head, “They make mountains instead.”

“And I don’t play field cards, I’m waiting for the next release.” Lyle interrupted.

“Do you mind if we look through your decks to check that?” Officer Michaels asked.

All four hesitated. “You’re not going to confezscate... confaiscate... take them away?” Alyss asked, worried.

“Ten to fifteen minutes at most, and we need to check your bags for any cards that could cause the chaos earlier.”

“You think a Duelist did it?” Tate looked insulted.

“We guessed they would.” Luke poked him, emboldened by the Carlsberg in his system, handing over his beast deck. “Once they’ve checked our stuff we can get back to celebrating.” He continued with a shrug.

“Be careful with my White deck.” Alyss told the officers as the four of them shrugged off their bags and handed their decks over.

“We will.” Officer Stanfield nodded, starting to check the decks as his partner checked the bags.

Lyle snorted, sitting down, “I dunno, save the uni and we’re the criminals.”

“Stow it Lyle.” Tate snorted at him, watching as Stanfield checked his deck and handed it back. “We didn’t summon that purple stuff so we’re ok.”

“Yeah, I feel sorry for however did though.” Alyss’s chuckle was a little vindictive. “Every Duelist at that uni’s gunna be pissed at them.”

“Every Duelist in Leicester.” Officer Michaels corrected. “We have men out everywhere, talking to Duelists from all around town.”

“Wow. That would need a really big projector.” Alyss sounded awed.

“We think they were doing it in concert with others, or hacked the local Kaiba Corp network and caused every Duel Disk in the area to malfunction.” Stanfield handed back Alyss’s deck and the female Duelist hugged it before putting it in her deck holster.

“I suppose that could work.” Luke nodded, “So what’re the Police going to do? What if it happens again? You can’t ban people from playing games.”

“We’ll come up with something.” Officer Michaels shrugged, still checking their bags.

“We could stop the creatures again.” Tate posed, overconfident in his inebriation, “We’re good at battling those things.”

“The police will come up with a plan.” Michaels stated again, half amused and half frustrated by the drunk ramblings of the four they were trying to question.

“Fine.” Tate looked insulted.

“They don’t want us showing them up.” Lyle chuckled.

“Guys!” Luke protested, “They still have two of our decks! Be nice!”

Stanfield couldn’t help but be amused that he was more concerned about his deck then their bags.

“What else do you need to know ociffers... offices... sirs?” Alyss asked. “Do you need to know any more details?”

“We just need your home address, term time address and contact numbers.” Stanfield shook his head, deliberately leaving Lyle’s deck till last, to make sure Lyle stayed polite.

“I can write it... maybe I can’t...” Alyss paused, “I have paper in my bag. I don’t know how well I could write right now.”

“I’ll take them down while my partner finishes checking your bags.” Stanfield said, handing back the last decks and taking some paper out.

They took the details and once the Duelists’ bags were cleared, the officers offered the students an escort home, stating that they’d rather do it now, than have to be called back later because the four of them couldn’t stand up.

They took the offer, at least as far as Alyss’s flat. The boys didn’t make it home. Instead they ended up crashed out on the floor of the woman’s kitchen.