[ That is a strange admission to make. A mental note is made, but she draws no attention to it. There are simply some who never seem to be able to move with the flow of technology. That seems inaccurate when one considers exactly how he phrased his words. It may not truly matter in the end, as she very much doubts they will speak again. She finds herself oddly sad at the idea of not speaking with Atem again. It is rare she can speak so candidly with someone about things of this nature. People, that is, that are not Gentiana or her brother Ravus. ]
We have some place in history and I believe we always shall -- regardless if those around us truly understand the value of that. [ She would shrug to such a thing, but the comment about Seto Kaiba perks her interest. ] You know him beyond being the one who holds the tournament?
[ If she had followed the world of dueling, then, perhaps she would not be surprised to hear a thing. However, like many things in the world, Lunafreya considers herself an outlier. She merely looks in and watches it as it happens. A step into that world happens when she is needed, otherwise, she remains at the borders and observes.
Her expression sets as he so easily brings up Shadow Games. It is the tone of someone who has survived many and intends to keep battling through them. He must truly understand the scope of the battle... even if he may not know what might be done with the card game. ]
I am relieved to hear that at least one duelist is aware of the origins of this game. One who takes it quite seriously at that.
[ Even if her expression might combat the gentleness of her tone. Lunafreya turns as the waitress joins them and welcomes them. She glances at Atem to see if he might change his mind before he places the order. It takes her by surprise that he would order the same, but, it is only a small detail to note. Her hands rest gently on the tabletop once the woman has walked away. The golden armlets make a soft chink as they rest on the surface. ]
At what time does your tournament begin again in the morning?
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We have some place in history and I believe we always shall -- regardless if those around us truly understand the value of that. [ She would shrug to such a thing, but the comment about Seto Kaiba perks her interest. ] You know him beyond being the one who holds the tournament?
[ If she had followed the world of dueling, then, perhaps she would not be surprised to hear a thing. However, like many things in the world, Lunafreya considers herself an outlier. She merely looks in and watches it as it happens. A step into that world happens when she is needed, otherwise, she remains at the borders and observes.
Her expression sets as he so easily brings up Shadow Games. It is the tone of someone who has survived many and intends to keep battling through them. He must truly understand the scope of the battle... even if he may not know what might be done with the card game. ]
I am relieved to hear that at least one duelist is aware of the origins of this game. One who takes it quite seriously at that.
[ Even if her expression might combat the gentleness of her tone. Lunafreya turns as the waitress joins them and welcomes them. She glances at Atem to see if he might change his mind before he places the order. It takes her by surprise that he would order the same, but, it is only a small detail to note. Her hands rest gently on the tabletop once the woman has walked away. The golden armlets make a soft chink as they rest on the surface. ]
At what time does your tournament begin again in the morning?