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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[metagame]

I'm not sure actually... Cosmic collapse for my universe? And I doubt the gods would be pleased with me.

[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.

[beathollow]

Oh, that does sound severe. ... But at the same time, it doesn't sound like you're ready for what's supposed to be paradise...

[metagame]

Is anyone ever really ready to die?

[He leans his elbows on the table.]

Or, as I suppose in my case, return to being dead.

[beathollow]

I'm not sure I'm the best person to ask that. ... I just...

( 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.

[metagame]

You're a very kind person, Mafuyu.

I'll give it some thought, ok?

[beathollow]

That's all I ask.