[The laugh that leaves Seb at that comment sounds like it's been punched out of his lungs. He actually covers his mouth afterwards, embarrassed by how obviously he was affected by the memory... but how could he not be?]
Don't worry, there's lots of chill background music in my collection. Maybe some nice classical? [His voice trails off as he disappears back into the kitchen and, before doing anything else, pours himself a nice big glass of water he can drink in one go.
Damnit. It can't be this difficult to keep his dick in his pants with this one guy. He's just too deep in his own head, that's all - some food, some relaxing music, a bit of conversation, and eventually they'll settle into a more neutral dynamic together. Surely.
Seb's back to a calmer, smoother version of himself when he brings out a tray with two full plates and small bowls of soup, the necessary cutlery/chopsticks, and two glasses of sparkling lychee juice and sets it on the coffee table. He could choose a chair and make the seating arrangements less complicated right off the bat, but some stupid, horny part of him insists on the couch - he'll just have to see where Siwan chooses to sit.]
This smells... so good it must be a crime, honestly.
Don't worry, there's lots of chill background music in my collection. Maybe some nice classical? [His voice trails off as he disappears back into the kitchen and, before doing anything else, pours himself a nice big glass of water he can drink in one go.
Damnit. It can't be this difficult to keep his dick in his pants with this one guy. He's just too deep in his own head, that's all - some food, some relaxing music, a bit of conversation, and eventually they'll settle into a more neutral dynamic together. Surely.
Seb's back to a calmer, smoother version of himself when he brings out a tray with two full plates and small bowls of soup, the necessary cutlery/chopsticks, and two glasses of sparkling lychee juice and sets it on the coffee table. He could choose a chair and make the seating arrangements less complicated right off the bat, but some stupid, horny part of him insists on the couch - he'll just have to see where Siwan chooses to sit.]
This smells... so good it must be a crime, honestly.
[Welp. This... does not happen often to Osiris. The thought that it could be one of Emmanuel's enemies crosses his mind and he hesitates, wondering if he should seek some kind of safety first - but what safety could he find against a totally unknown foe?
Tsk. He's getting paranoid. This is just what Set would want.]
I'm sorry, to whom am I speaking?
Tsk. He's getting paranoid. This is just what Set would want.]
I'm sorry, to whom am I speaking?
Please tell me what's going on, Mom
I'm worried about Horus
I'm worried about Horus
And HORUS is involved??
No no no, he can't fight Uncle Set again
He won't stop until one of them dies, you know that!!
No no no, he can't fight Uncle Set again
He won't stop until one of them dies, you know that!!
Ah, I see. Do you have some business with me, Enma?
[Forgive his brusqueness, it's not the best time.]
[Forgive his brusqueness, it's not the best time.]
[So this is how it feels when he knows more than he should, huh...
Still, that offer (if that's indeed what it is) stops Osiris in his tracks.]
I suppose it was ridiculous of me to think the ripples wouldn't eventually reach every pond and ocean.
I'm listening.
Still, that offer (if that's indeed what it is) stops Osiris in his tracks.]
I suppose it was ridiculous of me to think the ripples wouldn't eventually reach every pond and ocean.
I'm listening.
That's worse! What's a human gonna do against him??
Sorry
I shouldn't doubt you guys
Sorry
I shouldn't doubt you guys
[And silence stretches out on his end, which she probably knew would happen. Anubis is either totally impulsive or a long and careful thinker with no in between, and things that feel entirely outside the scope of his understanding always slow him down.]
All of us?
[Don't you leave him here when Horus is fighting.]
All of us?
[Don't you leave him here when Horus is fighting.]
[Amusement plays across Osiris's face. This really is a taste of his own medicine.
Having given the envelope to Emmanuel, Osiris has only an empty briefcase and his cup of tea to carry over to the seat across from Enma's, and even the tea has gone cold without him taking a single sip.]
Remind me, Enma - have we met on this side before?
Having given the envelope to Emmanuel, Osiris has only an empty briefcase and his cup of tea to carry over to the seat across from Enma's, and even the tea has gone cold without him taking a single sip.]
Remind me, Enma - have we met on this side before?
[Another long silence.]
Please tell me if he gets into serious trouble
Please
I won't just run away from Duat I promise
But I at least want to make offerings to Ma'at and Ra
Please tell me if he gets into serious trouble
Please
I won't just run away from Duat I promise
But I at least want to make offerings to Ma'at and Ra
Okay
I promise
Well except
Can I tell Horus I know the basics at least, so he'll stop ignoring my texts?
I promise
Well except
Can I tell Horus I know the basics at least, so he'll stop ignoring my texts?
Thanks Mom
This is probably a weird question but can we DIE-die?
Our souls and everything?
I'm not thinking about Horus this time, I'm just wondering
[He's thinking about Set.]
This is probably a weird question but can we DIE-die?
Our souls and everything?
I'm not thinking about Horus this time, I'm just wondering
[He's thinking about Set.]
It's not personal or anything!
I'm just really, really bad at keeping things from him...
I'm just really, really bad at keeping things from him...
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