The Final Day

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[Friday comes with the usual morning announcement. There's no blood or anything anywhere, and nothing visibly disturbed.

>Investigate...?]

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[playthedamncard]

[This isn't how he planned to go, but hey, if they had actually had that Monday meeting, planned that full-scale attack, they all would've gone out a lot sooner. This...this is just going to have to do.]

More time doesn't seem to have done us any good so far. Except to give us more time to be hurt.

[He closes his eye for a moment, digging up the memory of hot desert sun, brilliant golden light, a smile shared across dimensions. Would Atem have found a way out? Or would he have ended up here, facing this same fruitless decision?

There might not be a heart of the cards or a goddess of dueling or a maiden with eyes of blue. What he has is himself and the others around him. And in the end, isn't that always what Atem had?]

Don't. It's not the time for apologies. It's time to get as ready as we can be.

[le_mat]

You're right, you usually are. And I can't fight at my best if I'm worrying about things.

Still, I wish... we... had more time.

[playthedamncard]

[There's so much he could say, so much they both could, but now it seems they've run out of time. For a moment, he thinks of Yuri, giving them time to...just giving them time.

So he gathers Akira into a hug.]

[le_mat]

[And Akira hugs back, hard enough to hurt]

I'll... see ya later, yeah?

[playthedamncard]

On the other side.