You have just entered room "pietime."
ph33r my rod: (( "The turnoff is by the place where they make pie!" ))
Omega19x: (... yeah)
Koshari Chef has entered the room.
Koshari Chef: [[*g* 'Pietime'?]]
Omega19x: *Ryou stands in the kitchen, baking a hot fresh apple pie. After all, the weather is getting colder, and that is a perfect excuse to pull out the pie recipes.*
Omega19x: *He knows Amane's been running around Domino City, but tonight, when she gets in, he wanted to have something to greet her with. And Malik too.*
ph33r my rod: *flipping through TV channels while waiting?*
Omega19x: *ding*
Omega19x: "oh... my pie!"
Omega19x: *goes to the oven, and pulls out the pie. The aroma of freshly baked apples quickly fills the downstairs area.*
ph33r my rod: *catches a whiff* "...oh man, that smells good."
Omega19x: *cuts a couple of slices, and puts them on plates.*
Omega19x: "... Don't get up... I've got your pie here... I'll bring it over."
Omega19x: *carries pie over*
Omega19x: "... Amane... is... coming tonight... I... I wanted to have something cooked... for when she arrives..."
Omega19x: "... We... we used to have pie... when we were little... Dad would bake one... and we'd sit around the fire, and eat it together."
Koshari Chef: *peeks in the window to be sure the right people are home, then knocks on the door*
Omega19x: *almost drops his pie plate*
Omega19x: "... oh no! That... that must be HER!"
Omega19x: "... Is... is the pie all right? How do I look? Do you think she'll even remember me?"
ph33r my rod: *eep*
Omega19x: *walks quickly to the door, and opens it*
Omega19x: (you're going to have to describe yourself, since I have no idea what Amane is supposed to look like)
Koshari Chef: *is...about 20-21, dark hair and eyes, a sort of panicked, bemused expression--and wearing a nice dress and tennis shoes, much like Amane had as a child*
Omega19x: *blinks*
ph33r my rod: *blink blink*
Omega19x: *is amazed how much she looks like... Dad... *
Koshari Chef: "Uhm...hey." *waves slightly to Malik* "Ryou!" *hugs him almost tight enough to hurt*
Omega19x: (yeah, his arm is in a sling, and you squeeze him)
Omega19x: *wince*
Omega19x: "... Amane?"
Koshari Chef: *quickly lets go* "Well...I hope so..." *grins; falters when she sees the cast* "...Sorry!" *squints* "What the hell did you do? Are you ok?"
Omega19x: "... um... that... that one is from a water slide... on... on the cruise..."
Omega19x: "... it's not broken... too badly..."
ph33r my rod: *stands there somewhat awkwardly*
Omega19x: *realizes they're still standing at the door, gathers his senses, and motions for her to come in.*
Omega19x: "... I... I made pie."
Omega19x: *rushes to get her a piece, and then sets down on Malik's couch, right next to where he had already put his piece*
Koshari Chef: *grins* "I started craving it before I even got to the door." *pauses by Malik* "So...you are...uhm," *glances at Ryou*
ph33r my rod: "...um."
Omega19x: "oh! ... Amane this is Malik... he's... he's my... bo...boy..friend..."
Omega19x: *blushes*
ph33r my rod: *small wave* "...hi?"
Omega19x: "... my... my yami is... out somewhere... I guess... he tends to come and go as he pleases..."
Koshari Chef: *smiles* "It's nice to meet you? Or, less formal, hey there." *takes the pie from Ryou, then leans closer to Malik* "Be nice to him. Or you can have matching casts, but...but yours will be pink."
Koshari Chef: "Oh...yeah. Uhm, I need to give this to him." *pulls the knife out of her bag*
ph33r my rod: *eep* "...yes'm."
Omega19x: "... I'll make sure he gets it back."
Omega19x: "please... have... a seat? And enjoy the pie... It's apple... Kind of like Dad used to make... back when we lived in England..."
Omega19x: *smiles akwardly at Malik*
Koshari Chef: *sits down* "...It smells like the way dad used to make it. Nice job. Heh, I'm not so good at those things...remember when they were trying to teach me, and the crust turned out so hard we could barely cut it?"
Omega19x: "... Not... really... I... I was really little back then... I mean, I was five when we moved to Japan... I only remember a few bits and pieces from England."
Omega19x: *sits down in the middle of the couch next to Malik*
ph33r my rod: *quietly sits and eats pie?*
Koshari Chef: *nods* "Yeah...I guess it's more vivid to me...I keep forgetting." *takes a bite of pie* "So, uhm, Malik. How'd you two meet and all that?"
ph33r my rod: "...a Duel Monsters tournament in this city."
Omega19x: "... He... um... brought me back to the others... after... my yami stabbed me..."
Omega19x: "... long... story..."
Koshari Chef: *expression darkens slightly* "...Oh. Well, that's a good meeting point I'd say."
ph33r my rod: "..." *meep*
Omega19x: "... We met again after Battle City... in the park... and to get ice cream together."
Koshari Chef: *studies Malik* "...?"
ph33r my rod: *focuses on pie*
Omega19x: "... it... it was on the night my... my apartment got robbed... which is why I moved... and... and why you probably couldn't... um... find me..."
Omega19x: *eyes just fall to the floor... so much for making a good impression*
ph33r my rod: *awkward silence*
Omega19x: "... um... we... kind of fell in love... in the United States... when I was ill with the shadow disease... He's very nice, Amane... You don't need to worry about anything..."
Omega19x: *blushes*
ph33r my rod: *small smile*
Koshari Chef: *smiles* "No, I...I was just thinking about the people who got your apartment after you left. Don't worry, Ryou...if you trust him, I trust him."
Koshari Chef: *but is still staring at Malik*
ph33r my rod: *is just a wee bit intimidated by Amane's stare*
Koshari Chef: "So, where're you from, anyway? How'd you find your way to Domino?"
ph33r my rod: "... I'm from Egypt. Came to Domino for the tournament."
Koshari Chef: "Oh. I didn't know Duel Monsters was such a big thing."
Omega19x: "... oh yes... It's an international sensation now."
Koshari Chef: *murmurs* "Well that makes a lot more sense..." *eats more pie* "Hey, what part of Egypt? Our dad worked there once or twice."
ph33r my rod: "Cairo."
Koshari Chef: "Oh...so do you know much of the history?"
ph33r my rod: "... History?"
Koshari Chef: "Yeah; in school, how far back do you guys go into your history?"
Omega19x: *nibbles on pie*
ph33r my rod: "...um." *shifts uncomfortably*
Omega19x: "... he... he's from the tomb keeper clan... they... they know a lot of ancient history..."
Omega19x: "it's a... sore subject..." (pun intended)
Koshari Chef: "Oh...sorry. Boy, I'm just...full of uncomfortable conversations today." [[*snirk* That reminds me of people complaining about the dub: "They cut Malik's backstory!"]]
Omega19x: (heh... bad pun...)
Koshari Chef: [[And they didn't even intend it to be x.x]]
ph33r my rod: (( X_x;; ))
Omega19x: "... it's... okay... I... I should be making... better... conversation... It's not your fault..."
Omega19x: *looks down at pie, and sighs*
Koshari Chef: "No, Ryou, it's ok." *smiles* "Come on, you just got off work and baked...me and Malik here can hold up a conversation." *looks at Malik again* "Right?" *grins*
ph33r my rod: "Uh... I guess?" *eats pie*
Omega19x: *weak nod*
Omega19x: "... there's just... so many things I... I don't understand... How you came back... why you came back... How you found a body that... that kind of looks like how I remember Dad looking..."
Koshari Chef: "Well, that...heh, it took me a while. I mean, this whole thing has been a couple of years of planning. And I came back because...well, because I wanted to live."
Omega19x: "... is... is it that... that simple?"
Koshari Chef: *suddenly uncomfortable* "N.... Well, sure, I mean, how hard could it be, right? Find a willing host, and there ya go. It's just timing, right? Everything's all about timing."
ph33r my rod: *sets empty pie plate on the coffee table and leans back against the cough* "..."
ph33r my rod: (( *cough ))
ph33r my rod: (( ... *COUCH ))
Omega19x: "... I... I guess..." (lol)
Omega19x: "... You... missed some hard years..."
Koshari Chef: "I didn't...I mean, I was there, Ryou...I was. I couldn't do anything...I wanted to, gods I tried to..." *bites her lower lip briefly* "I'm sorry."
Omega19x: "... you... you were... around?"
Omega19x: "... when I... I wrote letters?"
Koshari Chef: "I was a ghost...not a 'spirit', because I didn't move on. I was there, and...yeah. I read them." *smiles faintly* "I even tried to write back to you, once."
Omega19x: "... did... it work?"
ph33r my rod: *suddenly feels very awkward* "..." *wonders if he should leave them alone*
Omega19x: *glances over at Malik, who looks like he feels awkward*
Omega19x: "... Don't you... like the pie, Malik?"
ph33r my rod: "..." *nods* "...yeah, it was good." *headscratch*
Koshari Chef: *chuckles* "Well, either it did and...see, I tried to write back to you using clouds. But either it worked, or I took over some poor kid's ouija board..."
Koshari Chef: *looks at Malik* "Hey. We're kind of twosome-ing on you, aren't we?"
ph33r my rod: "...uh?"
Omega19x: "... hm..."
ph33r my rod: (( That probably sounds a lot different in his mind. :x ))
Koshari Chef: "Well, uhm...have you ever..." *searching for words* "taken over someone, or been a ghost, or comandeered a ouija board?"
Koshari Chef: [[*snirk* Yer. I've been doing that all. day. >< Amane sounds like some weird sexoholic or something.]]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
ph33r my rod: *tenses up a little at the mention of 'taking over someone', hopes neither of them notices*
Omega19x: "...um... I've had a spirit... um... take over me many times... and he used a ouija board... that only spelled out Death..."
Omega19x: *did not notice Malik tense up, was still too concerned with his own responses to his sister's questions.*
Koshari Chef: *giggles delightedly* "I learned how to spell 'murder' in every language. Qhen I was being taught how to be a poltergeist, that's all I could say for two weeks. It was insane."
Koshari Chef: *just barely watching Malik out of the corners of her eyes*
Koshari Chef: [[*When, not Qhen XD]]
Omega19x: "... poltergeist...?"
Koshari Chef: "Oh...yeah. Basically a dead spirit who can move things, and say things, and fun things like that."
Omega19x: *shudders*
Omega19x: (and I will ignore the inaccurasies of Amane's description of poltergiests, which are certainly NOT fun...)
Koshari Chef: [[Sankyuu ~.^]]
Koshari Chef: *looks at Ryou* "Uhm...but it's...well. It was really just a step along the way."
Omega19x: "... oh... okay..."
Omega19x: *glances at Malik, still frightened at the poltergiest statement*
ph33r my rod: *blinks*
Koshari Chef: "Ryou, I didn't mean..."
Omega19x: "..."
Koshari Chef: "...mn. I just meant, that those are things I learned, so I could come back."
Omega19x: *nods*
Omega19x: "I understand... I think..."
Koshari Chef: "You know I'd never hurt you, right?"
Omega19x: "... of... of course not..."
Koshari Chef: "And you know that if I ever did, you could just kick me out, right?"
Omega19x: "...um...?"
Koshari Chef: "I mean that. I never, ever want to disappoint you. So you can hold whatever over my head, kapiche?"
Omega19x: "... um... o..okay..."
Omega19x: *eyes still at floor*
Omega19x: *awkward silence*
Koshari Chef: "...Maybe I should..." *trails off*
ph33r my rod: *glances around awkwardly*
Omega19x: *weak smile, trying to be polite, friendly, and welcoming, and probably failing at all three*
Koshari Chef: "I'm sorry, it's just been a...weird...couple of nights." *is completely unused to awkard silences*
ph33r my rod: "Um... should I eave you two alone so you can... catch up more?" *shifts a bit*
ph33r my rod: (( *leave... can't spell worth anything tonight. >> ))
Omega19x: "... no... please don't... go... um... well..."
ph33r my rod: "..." *nods* "Okay."
Koshari Chef: *smiles weakly* "I should actually be...uhm, going, it's just...I've had a really...I'm not really myself, and it's not good to have a conversation when you're not you, you know?"
Omega19x: "... um... I... I suppose not... I'm sorry..."
Koshari Chef: *pauses, looking at Ryou* "No, it's me. I mean, kind of." *tries to grin* "Could I...come back? Sometime?"
Omega19x: "... of course, any time..."
Omega19x: *glances at Malik*
ph33r my rod: *nod*
Koshari Chef: "Uhm, tell your yami I'm sorry about the knife, but it works really well on screens. And tell him that I did polish it before I returned it."
Omega19x: "... okay..."
Koshari Chef: *hugs Ryou, trying not to make that awkward, too, and smiles lopsidedly at Malik*
ph33r my rod: *small wave* "Uh... nice meeting you?"
Omega19x: "... thanks for coming by..."
Koshari Chef: "You, too" *waves back at Malik* "And I'm sorry...I'll be more, uhm, perky next time. Sorry...."
Koshari Chef: [[Annnd, I have to go pick up my friend~]]
Omega19x: (okays)
ph33r my rod: (( Kay. ))
Omega19x: "... no... It's... my fault..."
Koshari Chef has left the room.
Omega19x: "you... just take care..."
ph33r my rod: *blinks* "... Well, that was... interesting."
Omega19x: *watches as Amane leaves*
ph33r my rod: "...you okay, Ryou?"
Omega19x: "... I... I guess so..." *sits back on the couch and sighs*
ph33r my rod: *wraps an arm around Ryou's shoulders and pulls him close to his side* "... Sorry about all of the awkward silences and stuff."
Omega19x: "it's... it's okay... I... I guess..."
Omega19x: "... she's... not like I remember her..."
ph33r my rod: *sighs* "Well... it's been ten years since you saw her. A lot can change... in that amount of time."
Omega19x: "... especially... when they're dead..."
ph33r my rod: *nods* "... You seemed a little creeped out when she was talking about being a poltergeist."
Omega19x: "... yeah..."
Omega19x: "... I... I was... a little... yeah..."
ph33r my rod: "...I'd be kinda freaked out of my sister talked about that too."
Omega19x: "... instead of ancient pharaohs... god cards... and supernatural items?"
ph33r my rod: "...yeah."
ph33r my rod: "... Do you think she was okay with... well... you being with me?"
Omega19x: "... I... I don't know..."
Omega19x: "She... didn't seem to... to... to like it..."
ph33r my rod: "..." *sigh*
Omega19x: "... I... I didn't even tell her... about... how... well... how I feel about my yami too..."
Omega19x: "... she... she seems so... different... than how I imagined her..."
ph33r my rod: *reaches up and pets his hair* "Well... y'know how most of us have another self? She could be the other self... and maybe there's another Amane wandering around somewhere, which would be like how you remembered her..."
Omega19x: "... I... I know she's the other self..."
ph33r my rod: "...oh."
Omega19x: "... the... the real Amane... is never coming back..."
Omega19x: *leans into Malik's shoulder*
ph33r my rod: "..." *rests his chin on top of Ryou's head* "You never know... she might, someday."
Omega19x: "... no... She's dead... Just like Mom and Dad... They're never coming back..."
ph33r my rod: "..." *wraps his other arm around Ryou and gently holds him* "...you miss her, don't you."
Omega19x: *nod*
ph33r my rod: "You'll see her again someday."
Omega19x: *sigh*
Omega19x: "... not exactly sure... how that is comforting..."
ph33r my rod: "...sorry."
Omega19x: "... it's... not your fault..."
ph33r my rod: "Well... not really sure what I can say to make you feel any better..."
Omega19x: "... it's okay..."
Omega19x: "... you... you don't have to say anything... I... I know what's in your heart..."
ph33r my rod: "..." *small smile*