[ Things respond to force. With enough of it, and empathy, you can beat back the darkness in someone. You can save their soul. You can even face Egyptian Gods. Yugi isn't sure if he'll ever be able to wield, and certainly not command, such a force like the other two can. It's almost as if they are on a track higher than him and he can never figure out how to join them on it. He can't ask for them to lift him onto it. He has to find his own way to that path to stand along side them.
Or, at least, be able to stand with the Pharaoh that he admires so much. His other self, his brother figure, his hero. ]
It does mean you know her more than I do!
[ Honestly, the Pharaoh can't be really this blind to it -- right? Even Yugi can tell there is an attraction between the two. It might just be friendly... something like two similar souls crossing paths. Or, it might be more. Maybe. Part of him almost hopes it is more. Atem needs more experiences in his second life; something outside of just dueling and living life along side him. ]
I think I saved her number. We can text her in the morning.
[ He says this as if it is the most normal thing in the universe: having the phone number of the Oracle. Yugi doesn't see Lunafreya as any different from them. She is someone who needs friends and can understand their insane adventures through this world filled with magic.
Yugi goes quiet as he listens closely to what Atem says. Clues, questions about his existence, his purpose. What would Atem do if something ever happened to him? Will he simply just reside in the Puzzle and wait for someone else? Yugi looks down at the bed as the thoughts roll over in his mind. What would he want Atem to do? The only word that comes to mind is live. He'd be fine if his other half took his body and had a full life.
How would you ever share that with someone without it sounding like a wish for your will?
He looks back up at Atem once he speaks again. Our friends. That makes him smile, even as he rubs at the corner of his eyes. ]
If you need a name, or memories? You can have mine. Even if we find out who you were? You can still use mine.
[ He knows he's stated that he'd give all his memories to his other half--but now there's a strength behind his words. Atem might not take the offer up now, but the door will always be open for that. There is a possibility he may never remember. It isn't a possibility Yugi likes to think of... but he needs to consider that at least.
The smile gives him enough encouragement to push himself off the bed. He moves to the desk, pulling out the laptop. Half-charge is a start for now. Without any explanation he sits back down on the bed beside Atem and wakes it from sleep mode. Right, internet browser, search engine... ]
How long do you think it's been since you ruled in Egypt, Other Me?
time to learn how to be gentle, other me -- if you lose the bet :|
Or, at least, be able to stand with the Pharaoh that he admires so much. His other self, his brother figure, his hero. ]
It does mean you know her more than I do!
[ Honestly, the Pharaoh can't be really this blind to it -- right? Even Yugi can tell there is an attraction between the two. It might just be friendly... something like two similar souls crossing paths. Or, it might be more. Maybe. Part of him almost hopes it is more. Atem needs more experiences in his second life; something outside of just dueling and living life along side him. ]
I think I saved her number. We can text her in the morning.
[ He says this as if it is the most normal thing in the universe: having the phone number of the Oracle. Yugi doesn't see Lunafreya as any different from them. She is someone who needs friends and can understand their insane adventures through this world filled with magic.
Yugi goes quiet as he listens closely to what Atem says. Clues, questions about his existence, his purpose. What would Atem do if something ever happened to him? Will he simply just reside in the Puzzle and wait for someone else? Yugi looks down at the bed as the thoughts roll over in his mind. What would he want Atem to do? The only word that comes to mind is live. He'd be fine if his other half took his body and had a full life.
How would you ever share that with someone without it sounding like a wish for your will?
He looks back up at Atem once he speaks again. Our friends. That makes him smile, even as he rubs at the corner of his eyes. ]
If you need a name, or memories? You can have mine. Even if we find out who you were? You can still use mine.
[ He knows he's stated that he'd give all his memories to his other half--but now there's a strength behind his words. Atem might not take the offer up now, but the door will always be open for that. There is a possibility he may never remember. It isn't a possibility Yugi likes to think of... but he needs to consider that at least.
The smile gives him enough encouragement to push himself off the bed. He moves to the desk, pulling out the laptop. Half-charge is a start for now. Without any explanation he sits back down on the bed beside Atem and wakes it from sleep mode. Right, internet browser, search engine... ]
How long do you think it's been since you ruled in Egypt, Other Me?