52 Spirit Stalker 3

"Ah Yarden, come in, come in," Chancellor Sheppard smiled at him as he entered the wide open office, "Thank you for coming in so quickly, especially on the weekend."

"No problem sir." Yarden dipped his head as he entered the office. His head turned from side to side as he took in the huge rectangular room. Almost barren besides some potted plants on one side, while on the other, there were huge, comfortable leather couches and a glass table arranged before a huge television screen mounted within the wall.

"I'll get right down to business son," Sheppard said as he approached the desk, "It's about your conduct during the duel with the Paradox Brothers."

"Am I in trouble?" Yarden asked, raising an eyebrow. Didn't he say right then and there after he brought this up before that he wasn't in trouble?

"Not as such," Sheppard shook his head, "Rather, two things about it. First,I would like to give you some advice."

His second eyebrow joined the first, "Okay?"

"I won't tell you how to act, In fact, I dare say your attitude will gain you quite the fan base when you go pro, everyone loves a rebel after all," Sheppard laughed, "My advice though, is to tone down the crass language just a bit, less is more as they say, it will do wonders for keeping your image just in line enough for the younger audiences as well and adding a bit more eloquence to your words will make you a more attractive prospect as a rebel rather than a thug or punk styled duelist."

Yarden blinked. This, he was not expecting. He wasn't even sure how to take being given advice like that. "I'll think on it sir." he settled on saying. He wasn't used to authority figures at all not just coming down on him for crap like that.

Usually he'd just dig his feet in until he got suspended with them. Or even find ways to get them to back off, like his old tech teacher that had a hate boner for him when he caught Yarden with a girl out the back of the school after skipping class. He was the type that liked to put his face in real close with a sudden jerk to intimidate students into compliance. Yarden had instead of flinching back, moved his head forward just enough to make his teacher headbutt him when he moved his face in close. From there, he had the teacher by the balls because he could have gotten him done for assaulting a minor and he'd never bothered him since.

So yes, this was new. And it was very interesting that Chancellor Sheppard seemed to wholly believe Yarden could go pro.

"Good, good," Sheppard nodded, before frowning lightly, "As for the second reason. I've had multiple complaints coming in from Rex Raptor, one of the tops of the pro leagues, he hasn't taken you insulting him on live television well and is demanding a public apology from you and for the academy to punish you."

Yarden gave a slow blink, before snorting, "Tell him to get fucked," he replied and crossed his arms, "Like, haven't he and his homosexual life partner Underwood committed actual real crimes before?"

As if he was going to ever apologize to that literal midget dinosaur humping retard.

Sheppard sighed, "I expected a response along those lines, you really are quite belligerent," the bald man pinched his nose, "Is that your final answer? We won't be punishing you for something that truly has nothing to do with the school, but I will forward your response to him."

"Is that right?" Yarden grinned. The Obelisk in red leaned forward, uncrossing his arms and placing them on the desk, "Well you can tell him then, if he gets on his knees on live television and admits that he's a retard that doesn't know jack shit about being a proper duelist and takes back every bad thing he said about Serpent Night Dragon, I'll apologize."

As if he was ever gonna take back an insult to the guy who gave his dragon spirit such a bad reputation. He could eat shit as far as Yarden was concerned. Insult his buddy would he!?

Sheppard grimaced, "...I don't think he'll agree to that at all, but I'll pass the message along." he replied, voice dryer than the Sahara Desert.

"Then he can feel free to come duel me, or fight me, whatever makes him feel better," Yarden shrugged, "Not like he'll win either way."

"I'll be sure to let him know," the bald man rolled his eyes, "You're free to head out now Yarden, that's all I needed you for. Unless you have anything you'd like to speak to me about personally while you're here."

"Well, there is one thing actually," Yarden hummed, before turning serious, "When are you going to let Alexis know that shadow games were being researched at the Abandoned Dorm and that's the reason why her brother disappeared."

Sheppard's eyes flew wide open.