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shawarma time
[ 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 ]
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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( she was tragically not the egypt kid growing up. but he sounds... sad? reluctant? she's not sure. )
... You don't sound too eager.
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[He chews on his lower lip before he answers.]
No... I wouldn't say I'm not eager. My father... My friends... they're all waiting for me. It's supposed to be paradise.
[Y'know... the afterlife...]
And I do want to go back.
[His stare is boring a hole through his pita now.]
Only... it's nice to be alive again--- especially as myself. Not as another person.
[He gestures his hand for emphasis.]
I enjoyed being Yugi's other self! But... he's not me; I'm not him.
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[He'd rather not piss them off again.]
Trust me... I'm already on their short list...
I'm not even sure how Lady Braphine managed to bring me here in the first place--- the contract she'd have to write would have had to been ironclad.
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[He leans his elbows on the table.]
Or, as I suppose in my case, return to being dead.
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( she pauses to collect her thoughts. )
I don't feel as if it's right to send you somewhere you aren't ready to return to. And I don't think it's fair of anyone, god or not, to hold it over your head.
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I'll give it some thought, ok?
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