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Yami Yugi (Atem) ([personal profile] ifthereiswill) wrote in [community profile] synthneon 2021-05-31 05:16 am (UTC)

[ It isn't quite the same idea, and he only has remnants of memories, little better than fragments of people that he assumes must have been ones he knew in his past life. It doesn't seem likely that he'll see them again, not as they once were. And of course, he doesn't know that some of their modern day counterparts have already crossed paths with him.

In the case of Luna, he has no right to hope that they'll meet again, but he views this encounter as one of those that is so memorable, it lingers in perfect clarity that time can't even diminish. ]


Do I? I suppose that's true. And to answer your question, it has been some time since I first dueled. [ Or rather, since Yugi made his first deck, since he is only a visitor, a specter from the past. ]

The game was not always like this, as I previously mentioned. [ Before the likes of Pegasus came up with the high technology with his dueling arenas and other technological advances, the game was just a card game, with no holographic monsters or other special effects. And there's also how the game was played in ancient Egypt. Either way, the point is that the game has evolved considerably over the years. ]

What makes you say that?

[ He's not actually physically present, unless he's taken over control from Yugi as he has right now. Spirits from the past do not require sleep, after all.

Neither do they require sustenance in the form of food or drink, but even he has to admit that the times when he does have the opportunity to consume something, it's not an unpleasant experience at all. Right now, for instance. He eyes the cup in front of him with curiosity, noting how Luna's hands are wrapped around it, and not realizing just how warm the surface of his own cup actually is.

Of course he knows that tea is a hot drink, and thus any vessel containing it is bound to be a similar temperature, but he underestimated just how hot it actually was. He surreptitiously pulls his hand away from the cup and blows on it once or twice, hoping she hasn't noticed his mistake.

He doesn't blush, not usually, but there might be the slightest hint of red creeping up the back of his neck. But does he let even a hint of embarrassment show on his face? Not a chance. ]

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