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I came here from my home by a gift of the Gods. It is a long and complicated story that almost ended in tragedy, but all that matters now is I live my life to the fullest for my children, and for myself. Currently: Female Independent Sorceress, mostly F!Atem AU/OC/Dark themes friendly Quill wielder- Willow

[ishtarlxyalty]

"It's quite alright, I understand having a bad day every now and then."

The Egyptian smiled warmly and offered a respectful bow of gratitude at her words. It was good to know that she recognized his sincerity.

"Besides, I would be a fool no to recognize one who was the Great Pharaoh once. I spent many years as a Tomb Keeper within Egypt's underground pathways. I suppose that is why I tend to be more sincere than some."

[queen-ofthe-sand]

That drew a pause from her, shoulders squaring a bit more, before she turned to look at him. For a moment, she wondered if perhaps it could just be lie, but then...How would one know something so specific.

"....That was a very long time ago, and much has changed," she said, voice soft, eyes lowering for a moment as she thought about what he said. "Why are you here now?"

[ishtarlxyalty]

"My apologies, that joke was perhaps in poor taste." The bouncer chuckled softly as he spoke, offering her ID back to her as he spoke.

"Everything checks out just fine, please, enjoy your evening." He said, stepping aside to allow her entry and dipping his head in a respectful manner. "If you run into any trouble, please don't hesitate to tell me. I'll gladly take care of it for you."

[queen-ofthe-sand]

She took her ID and sighed softly. "I am sorry for snapping, thank you. It has been a long day...But I will let you know if any trouble finds me." Atem nodded. "You are...Different from other guards I have seen. I appreciate your sincerity."

[ishtarlxyalty]

@queen-ofthe-sand Came for a One-Liner from Odion~!

"No need to get snappy, I'm only doing my job...Besides, you don't look a day over eighteen."

[queen-ofthe-sand]

"Your job?" She huffed softly, arms crossed. "A day over eighteen...A pleasant thought of being that young still but very incorrect."

[queen-ofthe-sand]

New life, new friendships

Atem had heard tell from her brother about another being, one that Timaeus had confirmed the existence of. Though both had said it might not be necessary to reach out, the other might not respond at all, he didn't take kindly to some people. But they were protective, of her, of her and Timaeus' family. She didn't blame them, but as she walked, she thought over the tales they told.

Of a sickening green stone, of a mad king. Things that she saw in nightmares as unfocused images, things that were hard to make out, it was like watching a movie from under the water…And how terribly ironic that was, considering. But it was images of a life she never lived, fragments from a splintered soul that went through events like that out of a story book. Battling villains and monsters and history.

Timaeus never talked a lot about Atlantis. It was a time long gone, lost to the depths and darkness. There was no point on focusing on it when they had their present, and their futures, to look forward to and build. She understood, after all she had moved on from her home, head high and hadn't looked back to the sands and throne she left behind after settling in her new life.

Her gaze turned to the bundle in one arm, a small hand in the other and she smiled warmly. Yes, a new life. And one…That maybe she could give just a little hope to another with. The only question was…Would it work? She took a breath and closed her eyes as she tapped into her magic and reached out, searching for something that seemed familiar, a little bit of that Atlantean energy that had surrounded her for years now, and yet it was something not familiar at all. It was old, and powerful and endless. And when she found what she hoped was right, instead of grasping for it…

She gently breathed, as if tapping the other on the shoulder. A kind and warm invitation.

And that was it.

The shadows coiled and curled at her feet and she shook her head. "Calm down, there's nothing to fear, you worry too much," she murmured to them and the shadows settled just as she sat on a nearby bench to wait.

[queen-ofthe-sand]

"Some people seem to be feisty today," She hummed from where she sat on the bench, watching her kids play in the park.

[queen-ofthe-sand]

Waking

How long had she laid in the grass, the wind gently rustling threw the soft green blades and ruffling her dress. It was like a tender caress against her caramel skin, drawing her from the light sleep she had found under the warmth of the suns rays. It had been a little while since she had quiet to herself. The kids away with their father, no clients to talk to today, her most recent project finished.

And yet all she found she had wanted…Was to nap in the sun.

Perhaps she had become all too much like the felines back home that had been worshipped, lounging in the warmth and indulging in simple pleasures. With a sigh, she sat up and stretched, the exhale turning into a soft groan before she shook the remnants of grass and flower petals from her hair.

Once on her feet, slender fingers smoothed out the wrinkles in her sundress before picking up her shoes. She enjoyed the feeling of the lush earth beneath her toes, it was a grounding sensation, a soothing reminder that she existed in this place by some stretch of the imagination of cosmic beings. And despite the trials and tribulations to get where she was, she was grateful.

Grateful for the cool breeze and the sun that kissed her skin, for the laughter that often filled her house, and for the life she now lived.

Yes, she would walk barefoot across this ground so far in the distant future of what was once her home, the shoes would go on later when she met the sidewalk and continued on her little adventure of the day.

Where would she end up?

Who was to say.

[queen-ofthe-sand]

Domaintandem followed you

[domaintandem-blog]

“No. I am not.” He countered stubbornly. God why was it so hard to be polite sometimes? “Fine then, be cautious of my face and I will be cautious of yours. We’ll agree on that point for now. As for the order,” he hissed, “take it as a request then. I don’t care how you take it, I don’t care if either of us are kings or not, just please put your magic down. I’m sick of people pointing their metaphorical sticks at me.”

He sighed, frazzled and frustrated. “I’m just looking for somewhere to live. Atlantis is a little sunk,” he grunted. “I don’t have some diabolical scheme. I barely have a driver’s license at this point.” He had money, oh he had a lot of money but that was different.  

[queen-ofthe-sand]

She pursed her lips together in a thin line. It wasn’t something she had wanted to do, but she also didn’t want to scare Naimah, so she lowered her magic. Though she still held the toddler tight. “I know Atlantis is sunk, and well hidden because of it.” She mumbled. After all she had attempted to find it herself, or at least any sign of it.

Naimah again babbled for her Baba and Atem shifted her to her other hip. “I’m sure Timaeus is going to enjoy hearing you are back. If you have not already met up with him yourself.” She said, though there was still a clip to her tone. She hadn’t relaxed completely, but it was better than before at least.

[blackincantation]

Not a curse, not grey face magic? Then what on earth? 

Seker just closed the door quietly behind her once she stepped inside, trying not to stare. He straightened almost immediately when a hand was offered, biting his lip as he took it gently. He knew of handshakes, of the greeting people gave now with their hands, but the magician couldn’t help but lift the hand up to his lips. He pressed a respectful kiss to her fingertips, where once signet rings of a king would have no doubt rested, and then let go. 

She was, of course, a former Pharaoh and his Master – that never changed. Gender mattered little to him, and he understood that she wanted to stay that way for her daughter. 

…

!!?

Daughter? 

Seker didn’t hear a word then after about her title. Alright, he did, but his mind worked quickly. She had a little one, a child, a princess. The magician opened his mouth and then pressed his lips together again, lest he say anything stupid. At this point, he assumed it would just be better to go with it. He still needed to figure out what to call her. 

“You are still deserving of a title to me,” Seker shook his head firmly, “…perhaps ‘my Queen’ would be fitting?” he tilted his head with a smile, “I can call you ‘Mistress’ or ‘my Lady’ instead of Master. Do you find that suitable?” 

Then came a pause, another question, soft, “What is your daughter’s name, if I may ask?” 

[queen-ofthe-sand]

“If you insist, then I suppose those would be fine,” she chuckled softly. While she didn’t think she deserved such titles anymore, she couldn’t really argue against anyone who had habits or were used to such things. Especially if they were firm about it.  Bowing her head in greeting at the kisses to her fingers, she hummed before lowering her hand. 

“Naimah,” she answered after a moment. “She will be two in just a few weeks time now.” How time passed by so quickly it seemed. She was just a tiny baby a few weeks ago, Atem was sure of it. “She is one of the good things that came of my life here, no matter how I miss Egypt.” 

Clearing her throat softly, she kept herself from reminiscing. “Do you have any little ones of your own?”

[quotethat]

The past beats inside me like a second heart.

John Banville, The Sea (via alleyspat)

[queen-ofthe-sand]

Domaintandem followed you

[domaintandem-blog]

“You don’t remember me at all.” He challenged, hands still raised. “You remember someone who looked like me and sounded like me but who was not, in actuality, me.” He was splitting hairs here but damn it he’d been held accountable for all sorts of things this month. He wasn’t going to bear the brunt of another Dartz’ sins as well. He had plenty of his own to trifle with!

Dartz watched the child, wincing. It was so ignorant of the tension, of the goings on, that it made him all the more uncomfortable. Really did the poor thing have to be involved at all? Sure its mother couldn’t exactly just place it down and take this conversation somewhere else but infants made him itchy.

“Oh put your magic down.” He ordered. “I might have the means of hurting you but I lack the intention.” His magic was becoming defensive at all the prodding and he himself didn’t much appreciate it. “I was walking through the park. I was trying to make my way home to my nice quiet bed where people don’t yell at me.”

[queen-ofthe-sand]

“First of all, do not tell me what I do and do not remember.” her voice dipped lower, dangerous as she narrowed her eyes. “You may not be from my own past but you are still the same person. Stories might change, be altered a little, but you as we have just met there is no reason for me not to be wary of your face.”

And then her eyes flashed. “Second, do not order me to do anything. You and I may no longer be Kings in this world but I will not take orders from the likes of you.” She spat. Now Naimah was picking up and the anger, the stress in the air. She clung to her mother and let out a little whimper, looking between the two.

Only now did Atem take her eyes from the man before her and coo softly to her child. “It is alright my little one, We’ll go find Timaeus soon.” She murmured before looking back at Dartz. She looked at him for a long moment, judging whether or not he might be telling the truth and slowly, she let her magic down slightly. “I meant why are you here in this city.” She clarified, her the harshness had faded from her voice. Whether it was for her childs sake or not was impossible to tell.

[oneprettydress]

[oneprettydress]

[queen-ofthe-sand]

Domaintandem followed you

Atem had loved that it was starting to warm up, the snow beginning to melt. It was warm enough now, with the sun shining, she decided to bundle Naimah up and go for a walk. There was a park that was not too far away, and her little one did like toddling around, attempting to pick up clumps of snow or twigs with her mittened hands.

She smiled, watching her babble and make a little snow mound as she sipped her tea. Lifting her eyes, she looked up at the clear sky for a moment, taking a deep breath of the crisp air. But when she brought her gaze back down, she saw a face she had seen in her nightmares and for a moment she just froze, eyes widening.

Most of the memories she had from when she had been Yami were fragments, things that took a little while to piece together, things that many times only came out clear enough in dreams. But the green of the Orichalcos was hard to forget. “Naimah,” she said, trying to keep the alarm out of her voice as she stood and scooped her daughter up quickly, holding her protectively as she stared Dartz down, her tone hardening, she had no problem calling up the shadows if she needed, but she didn’t want to scare Naimah either. “What are you doing here?”

[domaintandem-blog]

Dartz felt the whoosh of shadow magic coiling, poised to strike, well before he noticed its immediate source. He stiffened and his ring seemed to tighten on his finger as his magic too began to bubble in defense. Who wa–? Was this woman a pharaoh? Or a version of the pharaoh anyway? That didn’t seem impossible. If they were dealing with every reality here of course there’d be one’s where the kid’s bits got jumbled around for some reason…

Then he noticed she had an infant. 

His heart sank and throwing his hands up he showed them to be empty and stationary by his sides. It was about as ‘I’m unarmed’ as he could get without taking his pants off. “I’m sorry, I don’t believe we’ve met properly,” he began calmly. “Or perhaps versions of us have met but I don’t know you personally.” He tried to clarify that fact outright. Seemed even in another universe he was unpopular.  

[queen-ofthe-sand]

“I remember enough of you to know you do not need a weapon to be armed.” She said, holding her daughter a little more tightly. She was untrusting, but she could not help it, not from the fragments of memories she had of Dartz and all that had happened. Not to mention being a defensive mother, as well as with Timaeus. Though he was right, she had not met him before. Not this one.

“Perhaps, but I am not what I once was either. I was a man before, so maybe the other version of you was not so different.” She pursed her lips. The little babe in her arms was now attentive, having noted her mothers reactions and peered curiously at the man. Her little mittened hands clutched at Atem’s coat.

“Baba?” Came the little voice, but Atem still didn’t trust taking her eyes off Dartz, though her tone softened.

“We’ll see Baba soon, little one,” and then her tone hardened again, looking Dartz up and down, her own magic was feeling out for his, her arms itching and she was glad she was wearing a coat so he could not see the pattern of feathers threatening to appear on her skin. “Why are you here?”

[queen-ofthe-sand]

kodainoyami has followed

“It is always nice to see a new face,” she smiled and nodded in greeting. “Welcome to my home, my name is Atem.” How she did like visitors, it was always nice meeting new people and making new friends. “What can I do for you?” One had to be a good host, after all.

Akumi paused. Did she really just say her name was….? She blinked. And why is she inviting strangers into her home? “Um….Hello. I’m…Akumi…” She murmured shyly, watching the other like a hawk. She then decided to look around at her surroundings. She has a nice home…. “Can I ask why you’re inviting a complete…stranger in such a lovely place?” She decided not to ask about her name. Maybe this was a joke. Maybe this was just a weird dream she was having.

[queen-ofthe-sand]

“Because might as well have the home field advantage if you are a serial killer, right?” She chuckled. While she knew there would always be forces stronger than her, here in her own home she had complete confidence in her magic. Not to mention two large dogs who were laying near the door. “It is nice to meet you Akumi, what brings you here?”

[blackincantation]

@queen-ofthe-sand – continued from here. 

He must have looked ridiculous, like a gaping fish. He knew it. 

Seker forced his mouth closed after sputtering with embarrassment. The magician had no idea how to address the woman before him, who was…Atem. This was Atem. But how? His mind was slowly processing this information. It was making absolutely no sense to him. But…Seker would have known if this was some sort of impostor. This wasn’t… - 

With a soft breath, his cheeks still burning, he straightened in an attempt to collect some semblance of his dignity. 

The Gods were surely doing this to either torture or toy with him for their own amusement. Or both. 

Wait – not always a woman? 

“A curse, then?” he asked suddenly and then snapped his mouth shut again before softly adding, “Forgive me, that is a very…sudden thing to ask. Ah, come inside - - the tea is already brewing, Ma–” he paused, brows furrowing, “by what title do I call you?” the mage finally asked. 

[queen-ofthe-sand]

He was rather cute when flustered as he was, though she felt bad for confusing him so. Shaking her head, she stepped inside and offered him a warm smile. “No no, it is quite alright. There are not many ways to explain such, whether it’s a curse, or magic from those grey faces. But in this case, it is neither.” Setting her package of goods she brought him to the side, she offered a hand to him to shake. 

“It was my own choice to stay like this, for my daughter.” Though she tilted her head at his question. “Title? Oh I do not think I need or deserve one here. This place...Has no need for a King or Queen now, not in this time. So I have been living quietly as just Atem. Though, there are many with my face around and it must be difficult to tell us apart. Some have nicknamed me Queenie, despite my insistence,” she chuckled. 

[queen-ofthe-sand]

Her smile only grew. “I had hoped you would like them, but they were a gift, you know.” She hummed and smelled the flowers, she loved the colors, loved how they reminded her of spring and summer. “Please, come in? I can make you some tea if you would like?” Stepping aside, she went to find a vase to put the flowers in and put them on the dining room table.

[godxofxegypttt-deactivated20160]

“Thank you and I enjoyed them very much. At least one of us knows how to cook well. I am…in the learning stages.” he stepped inside, still feeling nervous but that was usually the case in the rare event that he visited people, especially new people. as time passed, he hoped he would relax some because he did not want to give the impression that he did not want to be here, which wasn’t the case at all. he was simply a lot more timid than people would think.

“Tea sounds great.”

[queen-ofthe-sand]

“Tea it is then.” She smiled and lead him in to the kitchen and started heating up water before opening the cupboard so he could pick which tea he would like. “I used to be useless at cooking, but I had to learn quickly since I couldn’t let Yuugi cook all the time.” Chuckling, she got out two mugs. “Are you happy here in the city?”

[queen-ofthe-sand]

Domaintandem followed you

Atem had loved that it was starting to warm up, the snow beginning to melt. It was warm enough now, with the sun shining, she decided to bundle Naimah up and go for a walk. There was a park that was not too far away, and her little one did like toddling around, attempting to pick up clumps of snow or twigs with her mittened hands.

She smiled, watching her babble and make a little snow mound as she sipped her tea. Lifting her eyes, she looked up at the clear sky for a moment, taking a deep breath of the crisp air. But when she brought her gaze back down, she saw a face she had seen in her nightmares and for a moment she just froze, eyes widening.

Most of the memories she had from when she had been Yami were fragments, things that took a little while to piece together, things that many times only came out clear enough in dreams. But the green of the Orichalcos was hard to forget. "Naimah," she said, trying to keep the alarm out of her voice as she stood and scooped her daughter up quickly, holding her protectively as she stared Dartz down, her tone hardening, she had no problem calling up the shadows if she needed, but she didn’t want to scare Naimah either. “What are you doing here?”