[Atem gets the idea that they'll be playing in the living room and follows. Ryou looks a lot like a traditional specter like this...almost like a real ghost. Atem chooses not to comment on it; Ryou doesn't like being insubstantial, he's fought it so hard for so long, and Atem's guessing that the reason Ryou is okay with it now is because he's so happy about the rest of the situation.
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...heh. It's nice to make somebody he cares about happy like that. It's a new way to protect their heart, Atem thinks to himself, slithering out into the living room, pulling the deck of playing-cards out of the box and shuffling them between his hands as he goes.
He settles in a pile of coils on one side of the coffin-table. It's easy to get comfortable pretty much anywhere with a body like this! Atem still feels a little off...maybe he just needs to eat something that's not gross venom-dissolved dollhouse plastic. He really hopes it's that and not that he's coming down with something, because if that's the case, he's likely already given it to Ryou, and having them both down with a summer cold won't be any fun at all.
He starts to deal the whole deck out into two equal piles.]
I was thinking one of the variants on Beggar My Neighbor...what do you think? There's War, Egyptian Ratscrew, Slapjack...depending on the level of physical requirements and complexity you're up for, we could play any of them.
[They played a lot of them by different names, when he and the Ring-Spirit went by different names, too, in the back of classrooms at Bavan Central High School. It's a little nostalgic, if you can be nostalgic for a life you didn't actually lead.]
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...heh. It's nice to make somebody he cares about happy like that. It's a new way to protect their heart, Atem thinks to himself, slithering out into the living room, pulling the deck of playing-cards out of the box and shuffling them between his hands as he goes.
He settles in a pile of coils on one side of the coffin-table. It's easy to get comfortable pretty much anywhere with a body like this! Atem still feels a little off...maybe he just needs to eat something that's not gross venom-dissolved dollhouse plastic. He really hopes it's that and not that he's coming down with something, because if that's the case, he's likely already given it to Ryou, and having them both down with a summer cold won't be any fun at all.
He starts to deal the whole deck out into two equal piles.]
I was thinking one of the variants on Beggar My Neighbor...what do you think? There's War, Egyptian Ratscrew, Slapjack...depending on the level of physical requirements and complexity you're up for, we could play any of them.
[They played a lot of them by different names, when he and the Ring-Spirit went by different names, too, in the back of classrooms at Bavan Central High School. It's a little nostalgic, if you can be nostalgic for a life you didn't actually lead.]