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YGO PSL | โ the last train home. โ
PEACE
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Man does not change, regardless of the time we inhabit. I am certain that is a fact you have come to understand all too well.
[ For all the harshness that the Pharaoh has faced? It seems as if he has experienced a kindness as well. Something gentle despite the sea that he threw himself into with the battle against Zorc. The whole game was a gamble from the start. While Bayek knew little of the details, he was aware that none should find the Millennium Pendant and the tomb that would have belonged to Atem. The Medjay would guard the Valley of the Kings and Seto had made sure that Bayek understood the greater stakes even as Egypt was plunged into chaos as she strove to reestablish herself after the great battle with Zorc. None were to find the tomb and none were to find the name of the Pharaoh before Seto. None were even allowed to speak it with the magic that stood in place.
Such details, Bayek believes, are best if not shared. The Pharaoh seems lost in his own way, despite the fact he has found his way to where his soul might be at peace. ]
Ha! Climbing and exploring the forgotten things of our kingdom became something that was normal in my later days. Though, I would often over look Thebes as I passed through.
[ A sigh. ] It was an impossibly large task... one that we succeeded in. However, the cost was great upon our hearts.
[ Bayek falls silent until they have reached the top of the cliffs. On a rock overlooking Thebes is a small red blanket, candles, and bowls. It is clearly a place that Bayek has set up to rest for even the smallest amount of time. He slips off from the camel and offers a hand to aid Atem down onto the rocks beneath them. Then, he gestures for the young Pharaoh to take his seat and overlook the city beneath him.
Then, he settles himself on the blanket. ]
For all that Aya and I achieved... it was done apart. We were not reunited until both of us found ourselves in the A'aru. [ A frown pulls at his face as he looks out over the setting. ] We stayed in contact, but, our lives were never drawn back together in the land of the living.
As for your ability to fly... you seem to have enjoyed it.
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I hardly think that it's my place to do away with anything, let alone a position such as the one you speak of. [ And yes, he knows how that sounds. As Pharaoh, all he has to do is wave his hand and issue a decree, and everything will be as he says it should be. But he doesn't want to be that kind of ruler. ]
If retaining your position as Medjay is what you wish, then of course I see no problem with it. [ And if Bayek wishes for himself and Khemu to meet, he has no problems with that either. ]
A ruler might travel about their realm either in plain view or disguised. [ He's mostly thinking aloud right now, as his thoughts travel to the possibility of accompanying Bayek on his ventures at some point. Assuming the other man doesn't mind having a companion, of course. But perhaps that's irrelevant, as isn't that what they're doing right now? ]
A woman? [ He knows which woman he speaks of, of course. But he takes that second's time to try and gather his own thoughts on the matter. ] She was- She is someone I became very close to when I still was among the living.
[ "Close" doesn't even begin to describe it, but he's not quite finished yet either. Perhaps Bayek doesn't wish to hear him wax on at length about the relationship he had formed, so by pausing, he's giving him the opportunity to redirect the conversation. ]
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Medjay were created to protect the tombs; the Pharaoh himself. I see no reason why such a thing would be needed in A'aru. Want is a powerful thing within itself. [ Meaning, of course, that should Atem wish the Medjay to remain then they would. ] Khemu had wanted to be a Medjay. Perhaps I will bring him here to Thebes.
However you wish to travel, this old Medjay will see it done.
[ He listens carefully to the words Atem chooses for the mysterious woman. Close? Hm. Given the distraught that was on the woman's face as he escorted her... he doubts it is merely close. ]
Close, hm? She must be a fine woman to catch your eye. I seem to recall a young Pharaoh who had little interest in marrying when he took the throne.