EnsTren: ('lo)
Edmondia: (yo)
EnsTren: (oh, and she seto isn't waking up and is skiiner than usual)
Edmondia: (that's not good)
EnsTren: (but she's drinking, if they bring it to her lips)
EnsTren: (swollowing soup)
EnsTren: (she's just that tired)
Edmondia: (exhausted herself - makes sense)
EnsTren: (and when she wakes up she's going to be upset)
Edmondia: (Seth's all fretting)
EnsTren: (she's going to be upset jecause of atemu)
EnsTren: (he's HER yami, damnit. She can't win against them, so now he's taking away part of her yami too?)
Edmondia: (Seth's all confuzzeld now)
EnsTren: (well, that's what he was refering to, right, taking/giving a death that wasn't his?)
Edmondia: (yeah - and also why he was all, "Marry me!"
)
Edmondia: (to override that claim)
EnsTren: (would that work?, there's no religion involved in egyptian marriage)
Edmondia: (true, but he thinks he can bullshit it because him high priest)
Edmondia: (make up stuff)
EnsTren: (would it work?)
Edmondia: (he'd claim soulbondy-ness and legal bondy-ness and get Atemu to back up his claim)
EnsTren: (which he won't as soon as he finds out the suicidness)
Edmondia: (true)
EnsTren: (so, yugis take away world championship, take away a part of her yami, and her right to die, in a way)
Edmondia: (sounds that way, dunnit?)
Edmondia: (of course, Seth could be wrong)
EnsTren: (nd that would wound/depress her)
EnsTren: ("I thought you were mine! I thought that I finally had something all of my own! But you're not, he's taken it away from me again!")
Edmondia: ("...it's not his fault...")
EnsTren: ("W-why isn't it allowed?! W-why are the t-things that are only mine t-taken away f-from me?")
Edmondia: ("It's my fault - I'm sorry baby, it's all my fault...")
EnsTren: ("W-why do bad things happen when I'm just a little greedy?")
Edmondia: ("It's not you - it's not you at all. We can fix this, we'll find a way to fix this, we can.")
EnsTren: (She sniffled and sunk to her knees. She wrapped her arms around herself and clutched her shoulders, his word floating above her. "Why? You're supposed to be mine, and I'm not even mine.")
EnsTren: (She stared in the direction of a spot on the carpet, but through it and past it, tears swiftly coming with only a sniffle and a hiccup as heralds.)
Edmondia: (He knelt beside her and cupped her face in his hands. "Pretty light - I'm sorry, I didn't know it at the time I made that vow - but we can overrule it, write it into the marriage contract, and then nobody and nobody will be able to take me away from you.")
EnsTren: (A sad little sniffle as the depressed mood turn and crisis of faith were adverted. "Y-you'll b-be mine? O-only mine?")
Edmondia: ("Only yours forever and ever and ever.")
EnsTren: (She leaned forward, head finding the perfect place to nestle in his lap, her arms slinking around his waist. "I want it in stone.")
Edmondia: ("Of course," he murmured with a faint sigh of relief, reaching down to rub her shoulders, "That's the way it should be done.")
EnsTren: (She was content where she was, relaxing under his hands. What kind?)
Edmondia: (He stroked his fingers through her hair. "What kind would you like?")
EnsTren: ("What's best? I'll get what ever you want.")
Edmondia: ("Hm, limestone is nice... something we can get fairly quickly. I assume we want to do this as soon as possible?")
EnsTren: ("Hai...I'll see what I can get. A marble tile would be easy.")
Edmondia: ("That will work too... hn. Beloved?")
EnsTren: ("Mnn....?")
EnsTren: (Yes?)
Edmondia: ("You are... very young, to be married in this time. Are you sure you're ready?")
EnsTren: ("Worried about robbing the cradle?" Softsoft chuckle. "You're my yami, going to be mine. With me always--might as well make it official.")
Edmondia: (He smiled softly. "Hn. Best not to announce it to the world, I think - you'd get some very odd looks.")
Edmondia: ((and class))