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[puzzleflipped]

[There is a young man decked out in so much gold that he'd probably sink like a stone if he happened to jump over the railing he's attempting to climb. His is extremely dark and he's dressed like some flamboyant Egyptian Pharaoh, but his eyes are purple and his hair is...ridiculous

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[flipspuzzle]

[But of course! That's what the other half of one's soul does for another!

Yugi had been looking for him, wanting to see if he'd been aged up or down... And once he steps out onto the deck, all he sees is the hair and the fact that he's trying to JUMP OFF THE RAILING, and everything else becomes unimportant as he rushes forward and grabs onto the- cape? Whatever, and he pulls him backwards and AWAY from the railing.]

Mou hitori no boku, stop!

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[puzzleflipped]

[Even though Yami -Atem- is now quite a bit bigger than Yugi (half a foot at least) he's caught by surprise because nobody, nobody touches the Pharaoh. Nobody.

So he's yanked back from the railing with a startled squawk and lands right on top of his look alike.]

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[flipspuzzle]

[Yami is probably a bit heavier, too, not to mention all of that gold all over him. If he was normal, Yugi would only be mildly uncomfortable with this situation. But with all of this?

He lets out a groan of protest and tries to get out from under him, and he can't see because that cape is all over his face and why is he so damn heavy?]

M-Mou hitori no boku--

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[puzzleflipped]

[WHO DARED TO KNOCK THE PHARAOH OVER-

GUARDS-

Oh right, his guards aren't here. Well shit. Atem pushes himself up with a groan, scrambling off this audacious peasant and kneeling on the wooden deck of this ridiculously absurd ship -the walls were harder than stone, he could have sworn they were some type of metal- to rub at his back.

Immediately he opens he mouth to snap when he catches sight of his assailant. His identical assailant.

Atem frowns; a sign from the gods? But what could it mean? Angrily, he demands Yugi to tell him his name...in ancient Egyptian.]

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[consummateturk]

[Veld makes a motion with both of his hands palms up he pats the air in front of him, a clear signal to quiet down]

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[puzzleflipped]

[Atem stares at him for a while before smirking. Sure.

He says something to him in ancient Egyptian, and though Veld might not understand him the tone is unmistakable; the voice of someone used to being obeyed without question.]

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[consummateturk]

[Veld then drops one hand, pulls the other forward and flips up his middle finger. To it he adds a big smile. Hopefully this is also a universal signal]

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[puzzleflipped]

[Not in ancient Egypt it isn't. He gives the man a strange look, then decides to turn around and ignore him. If he isn't going to be useful, he's not worth Atem's time, in his mind.]

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[thursdayevents]

[Castiel has been wandering around the ship, trying to help where he can.

And well, now that he's caught sight of some crazy kid climbing the rails, he's going to try to help him too.]

You should probably get down from there.

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[puzzleflipped]

[What is with all these crazy people who can't speak his language?! What are they even saying?

Atem jumps down and folds his arms, just staring at this newcomer and exuding spoiled brat-ness.

He demands an explanation and a name in ancient Egyptian.]

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[thursdayevents]

[Oh hey, ancient Egyptian. Easy as pie, Atem. c:]

My name is Castiel. You are on the Elegante.

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[puzzleflipped]

[OH MY RE FINALLY. Atem straightens and throws back his shoulders; you are a strange and pale creature, but you speak properly and this pleases the great Pharaoh. Feel honored or some shit.]

You are of Kemet. Do you know who I am?