Silver Lily: *snores*
Jade: Aibou?
Silver Lily: Hmm, so tired. *yawns* Must get this up tonight. . .
Jade: *Sweatdrops* Oh, this is not good. Better start it now before she falls asleep.
Sunstone
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"Woe to you, depraved spirits, hope not ever to see Heaven, I come to take you to the other shore into eternal darkness, into heat and cold."
-Dante, The Divine Comedy
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The blissful silence of sleep filled the weary mind of the exhausted dictator. Gladly, he allowed stoic thoughts to amble through his mind, his dreams graciously uneventful. The beautiful darkness of the night easing his pained eyes that remained closed, his sore muscles that so direly needed rest unmoving. Hmm, sleep was very welcomed, indeed.
The warm escape of his large bed enraptured him, promising to take away all of his problems, all of his stress, and offer him hours upon hours of sweet, melodic snores.
The blinding light of the rising Eye bore into his closed lids, forcing a large groan to rumble in his throat.
"Rise and shine, dearest! The sky is blue, the Eye shines bright, and the Nile flows with life! Rise, we have so much work to do today!!!"
That sweet voice which at the moment sounded nauseatingly perky chimed brightly. His closest advisor had flung the curtains of his balcony wide open, waking him like she did most mornings to begin the new days chores.
"Oh, come on sleeping beauty. We have a wonderful excursion down to the Valley this morning. The drivers need your further instructions on the tomb." She chuckled. "Those silly priests are raiding the crypts of old, again too. Claiming that 'it's needed for the filling of the 'Great One's' resting place. And to think that it's not allowed for common thieves but the followers of the Gods can do as they please. Honestly."
The pharaoh groaned. He usually hinted against such actions, but it was true. The priests did often go into the old crypts and take the gold and other such holy symbols, like scarabs, from the areas of the dead only to be used for themselves or the tomb of the current ruler. All he could manage to do in response, however, was pull his blankets further over his head.
"Oh, no you don't, Yu Gi Oh. You're getting up, just like the rest of us."
The king suddenly felt his source of warmth ripped from him, then blushed, realizing that he had very little on. "Selene!!"
The silver-haired woman scoffed. "Oh, please! I pour your bath ever day and tend to your every whim when you're sick, and you're yelling at me like _this _? _Men _."
As usual, she was right. Besides, it wasn't like she was going to drool over him or anything. An action which would make him extremely uncomfortable. She already had her Other, and merely seemed to take care of him as a close sister or a mother might. Yu Gi Oh had come to the conclusion long ago that she was an extremely maternal person. It was a shame that she didn't have a child. Duty dictated otherwise, though.
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Soft hymns filled the empty hall. A sweet melody unknown to the arid region filled the lonely gloom, the golden walls and clean swept floor hungrily absorbing the foreign tune.
A welcomed change of pace to the ever vigil medjai.
"Humming again, my sweet?" A deep male voice cooed.
The tune stopped, only to be replaced by a charming laugh. "Just trying to pass the time."
"You should be practicing."
"Oh, but I am. See?" The strawberry blonde held up her hand ecstatically. The green-eyed male could see gleaming strands of a suspended liquid floating around the young woman's fingers. It appeared that she was weaving it into a type of net. It was only part way finished.
"I don't see the purpose of this exercise, though."
The male sighed. "Aeyeta, you know that any conjurer can summon their respective element to excess. The trick is to be able to manipulate it. Only then can you control it to have its ultimate effect. When you have complete control, you will have an advantage over you opponent that can merely summon. It's the same with the Games, as you know."
The girl nodded, and continued to hum to herself, adding another loop through her net of glimmering water.
"Is the pharaoh up yet?"
"Selene should have him up any minute now," Jade replied. The apprentice looked at him skeptically.
"Trust me, she's had a lot of experience."
Right on cue, the annoyed growls of a pharaoh roamed down the hymn filled halls, followed by the amused laughter of a female advisor. Jade smiled.
"Did every thing go well, Lover?"
"Absolutely splendid, Beloved. Our God among men is dressed and ready to make his grand appearance." She stopped and looked around with her blue- gray eyes. "Where's Kekeweht?"
"Hmm, he should be here," Aeyeta filled in.
The black-haired man usually was quite prompt when he was needed. The five of them needed to get going down to the Valley shortly.
"Ah, there he is," Yu Gi Oh chimed in, noticing the disgruntled look on the old man's face.
"What ails you today, old friend," the king asked. The addressed growled, his age-worn skin rippling with twice the usual wrinkles.
"That loaded high preist again. I swear, he changes his colors more often than Bakka."
The others in the hall laughed, as that was quite true. "What did he do this time?" Selene asked.
The senior advisor scowled, his brown eyes flashing dangerously. "That bastard. First he starts going on about the red in the new one's hair," he gestures to the apprentice," and then proceeds to tell me how well she's coming along in her practices! Can you believe it?" He cried indignantly.
Jade narrowed his emerald green eyes. "He's up to something. He just might become a problem, Yu Gi Oh. We must be careful, I wouldn't be surprised if the sorcerer revolted or something."
"Let's hope that doesn't happen," the pharaoh stated.
"The signs have been slowly becoming more noticeable over the years, dear heart. We can't avoid this any more. And he's getting stronger." Selene calmly explained, directing her comment to the king.
No, as some outsider might think, she did not covet intimate feelings for her ruler. She and her other half always seemed to create pet names for those they held dear. The deepest one's though, they kept for each other. Yu Gi Oh liked their ways, though, finding them endearing. His parents had never shown him nearly as much affection, believing that he would need to be strong if he was ever to rule the greatest power in the world. Most Egyptians seemed to be like that. Unusually hard and stern. Maybe he should find more Greeks to work for him. That thought made him smile. My, how that would make Seth angry!
The pharaoh scolded himself. He had a bad habit of letting his thoughts wonder when he should be focused. Damn, he needed to work on that.
"Yes, we will have to keep a _very_ close eye on him," was the only reply he could think of. "Let's get going. We have work to do today."
And with that the five were off to the stables.
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Silver Lily: I'm SO SORRY!!! I was sick over the weekend, and then I got a headache. . .
Jade: More like a migraine, aibou. *shudders* I don't like it when you get those.
Silver Lily: Yeah. Any who, then I has a lot of homework to do, too. But here it is!!! -Bakka is a god that changes his colors every hour.
Jade: Aibou?
Silver Lily: Hmm, so tired. *yawns* Must get this up tonight. . .
Jade: *Sweatdrops* Oh, this is not good. Better start it now before she falls asleep.
Sunstone
* * * * * * * * * * *
"Woe to you, depraved spirits, hope not ever to see Heaven, I come to take you to the other shore into eternal darkness, into heat and cold."
-Dante, The Divine Comedy
* * * * * * * * * * *
The blissful silence of sleep filled the weary mind of the exhausted dictator. Gladly, he allowed stoic thoughts to amble through his mind, his dreams graciously uneventful. The beautiful darkness of the night easing his pained eyes that remained closed, his sore muscles that so direly needed rest unmoving. Hmm, sleep was very welcomed, indeed.
The warm escape of his large bed enraptured him, promising to take away all of his problems, all of his stress, and offer him hours upon hours of sweet, melodic snores.
The blinding light of the rising Eye bore into his closed lids, forcing a large groan to rumble in his throat.
"Rise and shine, dearest! The sky is blue, the Eye shines bright, and the Nile flows with life! Rise, we have so much work to do today!!!"
That sweet voice which at the moment sounded nauseatingly perky chimed brightly. His closest advisor had flung the curtains of his balcony wide open, waking him like she did most mornings to begin the new days chores.
"Oh, come on sleeping beauty. We have a wonderful excursion down to the Valley this morning. The drivers need your further instructions on the tomb." She chuckled. "Those silly priests are raiding the crypts of old, again too. Claiming that 'it's needed for the filling of the 'Great One's' resting place. And to think that it's not allowed for common thieves but the followers of the Gods can do as they please. Honestly."
The pharaoh groaned. He usually hinted against such actions, but it was true. The priests did often go into the old crypts and take the gold and other such holy symbols, like scarabs, from the areas of the dead only to be used for themselves or the tomb of the current ruler. All he could manage to do in response, however, was pull his blankets further over his head.
"Oh, no you don't, Yu Gi Oh. You're getting up, just like the rest of us."
The king suddenly felt his source of warmth ripped from him, then blushed, realizing that he had very little on. "Selene!!"
The silver-haired woman scoffed. "Oh, please! I pour your bath ever day and tend to your every whim when you're sick, and you're yelling at me like _this _? _Men _."
As usual, she was right. Besides, it wasn't like she was going to drool over him or anything. An action which would make him extremely uncomfortable. She already had her Other, and merely seemed to take care of him as a close sister or a mother might. Yu Gi Oh had come to the conclusion long ago that she was an extremely maternal person. It was a shame that she didn't have a child. Duty dictated otherwise, though.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Soft hymns filled the empty hall. A sweet melody unknown to the arid region filled the lonely gloom, the golden walls and clean swept floor hungrily absorbing the foreign tune.
A welcomed change of pace to the ever vigil medjai.
"Humming again, my sweet?" A deep male voice cooed.
The tune stopped, only to be replaced by a charming laugh. "Just trying to pass the time."
"You should be practicing."
"Oh, but I am. See?" The strawberry blonde held up her hand ecstatically. The green-eyed male could see gleaming strands of a suspended liquid floating around the young woman's fingers. It appeared that she was weaving it into a type of net. It was only part way finished.
"I don't see the purpose of this exercise, though."
The male sighed. "Aeyeta, you know that any conjurer can summon their respective element to excess. The trick is to be able to manipulate it. Only then can you control it to have its ultimate effect. When you have complete control, you will have an advantage over you opponent that can merely summon. It's the same with the Games, as you know."
The girl nodded, and continued to hum to herself, adding another loop through her net of glimmering water.
"Is the pharaoh up yet?"
"Selene should have him up any minute now," Jade replied. The apprentice looked at him skeptically.
"Trust me, she's had a lot of experience."
Right on cue, the annoyed growls of a pharaoh roamed down the hymn filled halls, followed by the amused laughter of a female advisor. Jade smiled.
"Did every thing go well, Lover?"
"Absolutely splendid, Beloved. Our God among men is dressed and ready to make his grand appearance." She stopped and looked around with her blue- gray eyes. "Where's Kekeweht?"
"Hmm, he should be here," Aeyeta filled in.
The black-haired man usually was quite prompt when he was needed. The five of them needed to get going down to the Valley shortly.
"Ah, there he is," Yu Gi Oh chimed in, noticing the disgruntled look on the old man's face.
"What ails you today, old friend," the king asked. The addressed growled, his age-worn skin rippling with twice the usual wrinkles.
"That loaded high preist again. I swear, he changes his colors more often than Bakka."
The others in the hall laughed, as that was quite true. "What did he do this time?" Selene asked.
The senior advisor scowled, his brown eyes flashing dangerously. "That bastard. First he starts going on about the red in the new one's hair," he gestures to the apprentice," and then proceeds to tell me how well she's coming along in her practices! Can you believe it?" He cried indignantly.
Jade narrowed his emerald green eyes. "He's up to something. He just might become a problem, Yu Gi Oh. We must be careful, I wouldn't be surprised if the sorcerer revolted or something."
"Let's hope that doesn't happen," the pharaoh stated.
"The signs have been slowly becoming more noticeable over the years, dear heart. We can't avoid this any more. And he's getting stronger." Selene calmly explained, directing her comment to the king.
No, as some outsider might think, she did not covet intimate feelings for her ruler. She and her other half always seemed to create pet names for those they held dear. The deepest one's though, they kept for each other. Yu Gi Oh liked their ways, though, finding them endearing. His parents had never shown him nearly as much affection, believing that he would need to be strong if he was ever to rule the greatest power in the world. Most Egyptians seemed to be like that. Unusually hard and stern. Maybe he should find more Greeks to work for him. That thought made him smile. My, how that would make Seth angry!
The pharaoh scolded himself. He had a bad habit of letting his thoughts wonder when he should be focused. Damn, he needed to work on that.
"Yes, we will have to keep a _very_ close eye on him," was the only reply he could think of. "Let's get going. We have work to do today."
And with that the five were off to the stables.
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Silver Lily: I'm SO SORRY!!! I was sick over the weekend, and then I got a headache. . .
Jade: More like a migraine, aibou. *shudders* I don't like it when you get those.
Silver Lily: Yeah. Any who, then I has a lot of homework to do, too. But here it is!!! -Bakka is a god that changes his colors every hour.