Gem of Life *~RPG~* (for LadyKeren and PharaohsAngel)

Atem couldn't help laughing lightly. He just loved Angela's sense of humor and flair. It definitely helped to take his mind off his troubles, that was for sure. He was beginning to rethink the plan of moving back to Egypt, depending on how things went while with her. "No no, it's fine. You're rather cute as well." He stopped, hearing himself. He had never used to say such things to women before..well there was Tèa but he mostly did it in a brotherly way. He looked thoughtful at Angela's question. He never really thought of the possibility, but it wasn't something he objected to. "Perhaps. I will see what is available." He remembered he still had the tea to drink and he figured it was cool enough now. He picked up the cup, taking a sip.

Atem shook his head lightly. "No need to apologize. It is fascinating to learn about you. There is not much I can reveal about myself you will find credible." Not to mention with the difference in their personalities, his being reserved and she being more outgoing, they complemented each other and would coexist pretty well. He paused to take another sip before considering how to respond to her question. "Hmmm..I like anything that's a challenge." He almost told her about how he used to challenge different people who harassed Yugi and his friends when he first popped out of the puzzle, but his musings nagged at him again. 'Whatever you do, do not reveal to her your the gamble type games you played during your darker days.' He wasn't sure if he ever wanted her to know. He thought hard about favorite movies. "I have very little time for television but I do enjoy documentaries, fantasies and science fiction. I do not particularly care for animals except for the cat family. "

Atem smiled a little at her enthusiasm. He also liked she didn't consider him cruel for not being a big animal person. It wasn't something he could help, considering his heritage and reserved nature. But the idea of meeting the clinic cat sounded very splendid. While Susan was giving her the check, he took the opportunity to finish off his cup of tea, not wanting it to go to waste. He was dabbing at his upper lip with a napkin when Angela asked him his thoughts on the cafe. "I enjoyed my time. It is very peaceful." He put the napkin down and got up to wait for her.

Atem's eyes furrowed with curiosity, wondering what was inside. He hadn't received a present since the cartouche Tèa gave to him. "Yes, but let's wait until we're away from here," he answered, opening the door and climbing in. He didn't want any nosy people crowding around and trying to steal it, should the gift be something valuable.He fastened his seatbelt before shutting the door. He was looking forward to the trip to the museum, so he could reveal some things about himself to Angela with the provided proof, as well as checking up on potential jobs.

Atem's face started turning shades of red when the note read about him being his knight, ignoring the rumbling feeling in his stomach at the announcement of cookies. 'Ra, why do I feel this way? I have only met her a couple of days ago.' Although he was trying to convince himself that he barely thought of her as a friend, there was a part of him that hoped she was his destined soulmate and he would get to take care of her like he wanted to. He gave an awkward chuckle to hide his embarrassment, then cleared his throat. "Oh. Right. Brace yourself. I have much to show you at the museum. "

Atem scrunched up his forehead. He didn't want to feel like a stranger for too much longer and yet the job was much more important. His priority was mainly to check on job positions and he was always one to do the most important first. Such a value had been instilled in him since he was just a little boy. "I would like to see what job positions are available, first, while that section isn't so busy. I can always show you the artifacts later. Hopefully it won't take long. Wait here for me." Atem walked over to the information desk where a middle-aged woman was sitting. "Excuse me," he began, sounding as polite as he could.

(you can be the lady assisting him)

Atem was trying hard to think of his task at hand and not about how young the woman looked. After all, he knew all too well looks could be deceiving and age was just a number. "What job positions do you have available? I am in the process of applying for one." He hoped he wouldn't have to have Angela go all the way back home for documents and such. Not like he had any.