shawarma time

[finalmix]

[ some time after Atem's palace when everyone has had the time to get back from braphine's temple, and more importantly get that sand out of your everything (and enjoy NOT 40 degree Celsius weather)

everyone who was in Atem's palace will find themselves suddenly added to a group chat by joshua and he just sends a singular address

it's the address to a shawarma place that somehow magically has a big enough table to fit 14 people. amazing. we love fluid locations like this.

post palace dinner, y'all know the drill ]

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[cleansewithfire]

"Capsaicin"?

I can feel texture. My favourite so far...I enjoy the potato chips.

[metagame]

[He holds a finger up to explain.]

It's a chemical found in chili peppers that produces a burning sensation.

[look he knows enough chemistry to literally make a bomb so capsaicin is easy mode]

Have you had any spicy potato chips yet?

[cleansewithfire]

[ The expression on Sunrise's face could be aptly described as "ohhhhh". ]

I have not.

[metagame]

Then I'll have to get you some.

[There are so many generic versions of Flamin' Hot Cheetos and Takis coming her way.]

[cleansewithfire]

[ Oh, Atem is smiling... ]

Thank you very much, Mr. Atem.

[metagame]

[Mr. Atem... Mr. Atem... Mr. Atem...

His smile strains the corners of his mouth.]

Ah... Atem is just fine, Sunrise.

[maybe he doesn't actually want to be old as balls]

You don't have to call me mister.

[cleansewithfire]

Oh. It would not be rude?

[ Three, and only three people have asked her to drop the title. ]

[metagame]

No, not at all. Not since I'm asking.

[Can't even use a cool line like, "please, Mr. Atem is my father"...]

Here... We're the same, aren't we? I'm just Atem, and you're just Sunrise.

[cleansewithfire]

[ One gets the impression that she was told using titles is the polite thing to do, so she applies them without discrimination unless asked otherwise. ]

If you say so, Atem.