Setting: The Grand Room
Time: Day 003, late morning
Summary: Two collar buddies (and a brother) meet
Jonouchi was quite confused as he awoke in his room for the second time that day. He hurt in places where he didn't remember having any cause to hurt - and if he did, he would remember it quite clearly. His hand swept across his face, not feeling any blood or wounds. Why was there such a dull pain then? It wasn't a headache, it was his face that distinctly hurt, as well as a few other parts of his body. What was going on? He didn't understand it, but he felt... scared. Distinctly scared, and that was even more confusing. It was still daytime! What the hell did he have to be scared of? He didn't understand it at all, but he made himself focus on the pain. If he could ignore the fear, he'd have a better time figuring out just what was happening.
As he sat up and rubbed, the duelist realized something else wasn't quite right. There was... something trailing out in front of it. But what was it to? His hands shot to his neck, grasping at the collar there in shock. What the hell? How did that get there? His hands felt around his neck, looking for a latch. Nothing. No way to get it off, and no idea how it got on. Was this some sort of joke? Was someone trying to call him a dog? He felt a bit of rage well up inside him as he grasped at the 'leash' - only for it to be replaced with confusion as his hands went straight through it. It took him a second to calm down, but once he did, he realized that the 'leash' was trailing straight out the door.
Confused, hurting, but determined to figure out what was going on, he reached over and grabbed his shirt. Slipping it on, he stood and stretched a bit before charging forth from the doorway, down the hall. Step one to finding an answer was finding where the hell this trail led. That, or Zetsu. If plan A failed, his ninja teacher was as good a plan B as any. With that in mind, Jonouchi approached the Grand Room with gusto.