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Intro to the Nexus
Before the beginning of his junior year at Domino High, Ryou had received this strange letter on his doorstep. It didn't contain a message or anything, but it did contain a brochure. He only glanced over it, wondering if this was for some sort of class trip. It was strange. This place didn't look like it was anywhere near this district or even Tokyo. Their school never took them anywhere extravagant. He dismissed it as junkmail.
Then, that afternoon he'd been working on some new gaming pieces for a tabletop role play campaign he was thinking of starting. Ever since he'd been freed from the sennen ring's influence, he felt the need to reconnect with his old hobbies. He hadn't told Yugi and the others yet. It was going to be a surprise. Then he noticed he ran out of paint for the figurines.
He sighed. "Well, there's nothing for it. I'll have to head into town."
But when he stepped out of the apartment gates there was a bright light and he was no longer anywhere he had ever seen before. And somehow, that strange brochure had gotten into his pocket. He was standing in what looked like some kind of gathering place for people. He blinked, holding his half done figurine. Was he dreaming?
Then, that afternoon he'd been working on some new gaming pieces for a tabletop role play campaign he was thinking of starting. Ever since he'd been freed from the sennen ring's influence, he felt the need to reconnect with his old hobbies. He hadn't told Yugi and the others yet. It was going to be a surprise. Then he noticed he ran out of paint for the figurines.
He sighed. "Well, there's nothing for it. I'll have to head into town."
But when he stepped out of the apartment gates there was a bright light and he was no longer anywhere he had ever seen before. And somehow, that strange brochure had gotten into his pocket. He was standing in what looked like some kind of gathering place for people. He blinked, holding his half done figurine. Was he dreaming?
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Someone was an avid reader from the looks of the books cluttered around her.
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Still sitting in a very uncomfortable position, she shifts her thighs and bare feet to further face him, "I have only played chess with myself and artificial intelligences for their associated strategies, and read books on numerous wargames used by generals as a form of similarities."
She frowns to herself as she looks down.
"Nobody wants to play with me."
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Amane might be her age if she had lived. he thought, remembering his little sister.
Smiling, he crouched beside her. "I'll play with you. You might have to explain the rules, but I usually catch on quickly to this kind of thing."
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"The rules of Free Kriegsspiel often require gamemasters that have been veterans of war to play according to weather, morale, munitions, and various other conditions, but with this new ruleset if I might help you along the way, I would be delighted to help..."
And she goes along explaining to enormous and actually admirable historical detail, on the ways to play a more flexible and modern variant of the game, allowing for two players, both of them playing their own little armies of musketeers and firing lines, all of them delightfully painted.
She readies the field and units, as she explains, akin to a child being asked about her favorite hobby.