well hopefully if they just kept giving him alcohol he wouldn't have to get mean about anything, right?
Masamune is fast, at least, arriving within the stated time limit, although the young warlord can't help the quizzical look he has when he approaches because wow Ban's drinking again for real?! Masamune hasn't yet discovered that when people said he's drinking pretty much every chance he has they meant it literally. ]
...Does it take much for you to get drunk or is drunk just your preferred replacement of 'sober'? [ AKA: haaaayyyy nice to see you. ]
[Now that Oska is returned to normal, and they have beds to be jumped upon...
You better believe that is a tiny Green Witch clambering up awkwardly at the foot of Masamune's bunk until she's got her knees on the mattress... prime position to begin bouncing slightly, tugging at the covers with one hand, a handful of sausage rolls in the other and one half in her mouth. She brought breakfast...]
Wake up, Masamune... !
[You didn't think she forgot that talk you had about telling her things when she was older, did you?]
but the situation is so something he's not used to that, combined with it being Sieglinde, he drags himself from sleep with some effort. She doesn't sound distressed which allows him to be more gradual about getting to the land of the living. He doesn't look to her, but he grunts in acknowledgement (as well as in question) after he's conscious enough to do so, regardless of his eyes being opened or closed. ]
[ he's too busy to play text exchange so she'll get an audio response. ]
This is the worst demand I've been given all week.
I don't even know what you're talking about. If you're that upset that you need to speak of it over text rather than bust in here to say it, you'll need to be more specific.
The tone of it is soft and slow; sensual, yet never sluggish. Though the lyrics will sound alien to Masamune's ears, they flow smoothly all the same, as only the oldest of languages could manage. It seems to weave a story on its own, of lovers lounging in each others' arms, of fonder days spent lounging beneath the sun. And, as easy it would be to tease him to the contrary, it cannot be denied: Gilgamesh can sing, and sing well, when pressed to do so. He puts his full energy and full effort into it, and it shows. This was a melody that could stir even a dragon's heart.
And although he's doing it because of a challenge, he's utterly at ease, with every note, with every ancient syllable that leaves his lips. He sings gladly for his dragon and honors his memory. He took many to his bed, it was true, yet it really did appear just as he claimed. That lovers were seen as special, kingdoms in their own right.]
[ as usual, the first thing to perk his attention is effort by the king. What starts as intent to listen vaguely for the hell of it and feel nothing whatsoever ends with his full attention to the words with nary a pay of mind to the rest of the world around him.
when it's over, he's left with an almost sound-numbing buzz of silence, staring hard at his jewelry, as if it can tell him what he's supposed to do now.
(Oh. Ohhh...??)
Finally, he inhales before letting out a low whistle. He sends a reply.
The strangest part might be that he doesn't sound as if he's having to face defeat over yet another challenge with Gilgamesh. He doesn't sound as if he's trying to act something he's not.
[ a pity that did not work to gift him the object he is seeking. oh well. time to do what he enjoys doing the most, manipulating people into behaving as he likes. but maybe, just maybe, date will act differently than he predicts. ]
Your little flower has decided to show some backbone. I require a ribbon. That is all that I am asking. A very small request from what I usually ask of you, is that not so, One-Eye? Either way, if you cannot retrieve me the item that I ask, I will find and kill her. [ Not really. It's much more interesting to do absolutely nothing. ] I'd ask if you agree with this but it is either agree or watch me kill something, so I look forward to seeing what you do.
The message comes late. Perhaps while Masamune's resting, or just on the verge of it. It begins as a soft sound, easily mistaken as a whisper, then gains in strength. In time, it becomes a song, a lullaby meant to soothe. And so Gilgamesh sings his dragon to sleep, in gentle tones, quite a contrast to the man he'd fought over the network not so long ago. But perhaps that's just it: that's his final answer to their argument. That even if they disagreed, it would return to this. Neither could stay away from each other. Both would be lured in by the inescapable power of dragonsong which stirred the heart and soul to greater comforts they would otherwise never know.
Maybe it's less a lullaby and more an invitation, if Masamune would only think to take it.]
[ He barely recognizes it as intruding on the silence as he is resting, but it slows his thoughts and soothes his constant anxious need to continuously produce them. And it is quite a lullaby, one that he doesn't even think to question the origin of despite no one being awake around him. Again, he's hypnotized by the sound, all too happily distracted by it.
It almost lulls him to sleep in the process, but that drifting effect does not go far enough, his eyes snapping open when an image flashes through his mind in relation to the singing. Its singer, of course, and Masamune sits up, shaking himself from the trance. Listening again, now awake, he glances to his wrist where the network jewelry has been relocated (with Yukimura here, it seemed silly to wear a six coin necklace that resembled it so easily).
It takes him a moment to figure out if it indeed is just coming from the accessory or not, but-- once confirmed --he glances over to the others he is nearby and decides to rise to his feet and move away before sending a reply message. As much as he hates to interrupt it at all... ]
What do you want? [ Whether he realizes it's an invitation or not isn't clear, but he knows by now Gilgamesh never does anything without having a good reason. Honestly, Masamune hates answering him, at all, as it's as if he's a glutton for torture. Regardless, though, he is dealing with something he can't seem to keep hinself clear of. ]
[ shit. call it a sixth sense that this can't be an excited Yukimura. ]
I already feel like I should deny you this request for some reason. [ ... but... he sighs. ] Just speak, it's not like you'd keep quiet even if I said no.
[The message comes in the early morning, courtesy ALASTAIR's friendly HR rep Lloyd. It wakes her up from her fitful stolen sleep hunched over her desk, experiment abandoned midway to try and work the crick out of her neck and back to read it.
She's being recalled to Oska. She's to lead a small team. She has to prepare to depart immediately.
Sieglinde simply stares at her magitek for a moment before she winces her way out of her chair, slipping to the floor and toddling over to the saloon room's bed, pulling back the covers to let herself in. Normally she'd find herself quite titillated to be doing such a thing, slipping into bed with a man, but it's-]
[ He automatically responds, although most of the time he will even when he's way too gone for coherent conversation as Masamune has learned quite well to react instinctively to the girl's voice alone. It's standard ritual, really, and she'll be better able to tell how conscious he actually is once she starts talking more, especially with Yukimura's fox that has curled itself up next to Masamune's head stretches and wiggles and kicks him in the back of it while also still asleep without much real response from the samurai. ]
[ His thoughts are too chaotic these days and he calls out to the wrong person with his thoughts. Clicking and frantically searching -- he can make his text sound calm, but this is different, isn't it? ]
[ this isn't the first time this has happened... on the bright side this guy doesn't seem drunk. Ah, Koltira again. He wonders if it's something new or just another concerned about the situation like Sieglinde has been or something completely different.
For what it's worth he doesn't prolong the mistake, offering a reply in audio but also answers because like it or not he's always going to want to know more of things happening with others in the group, especially ones he knows already: ]
[ in the morning, masamune will find a small package waiting for him just outside his quarters. inside, he'll find a white, pouch, holding an assortment of individually-wrapped cookies, both of which were clearly handmade. beneath the pouch is the familiar alastair symbol in its traditional purple.
along with the package comes a simple card that reads:
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Masamune is fast, at least, arriving within the stated time limit, although the young warlord can't help the quizzical look he has when he approaches because wow Ban's drinking again for real?! Masamune hasn't yet discovered that when people said he's drinking pretty much every chance he has they meant it literally. ]
...Does it take much for you to get drunk or is drunk just your preferred replacement of 'sober'? [ AKA: haaaayyyy nice to see you. ]
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[Phrasing, Sieglinde, phrasing...]
Cutest breakin | text
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...............
Do you have my flower yet????
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You better believe that is a tiny Green Witch clambering up awkwardly at the foot of Masamune's bunk until she's got her knees on the mattress... prime position to begin bouncing slightly, tugging at the covers with one hand, a handful of sausage rolls in the other and one half in her mouth. She brought breakfast...]
Wake up, Masamune... !
[You didn't think she forgot that talk you had about telling her things when she was older, did you?]
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Masamune!
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Kida?? Whats wrong?
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That's a bit theatrical, even for you.
[Looks like someone wasted no time following up on their little virtual adventure. Even through text, Gilgamesh sounds distinctly amused.]
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Were you hoping for it through the throat?
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This is the worst demand I've been given all week.
I don't even know what you're talking about. If you're that upset that you need to speak of it over text rather than bust in here to say it, you'll need to be more specific.
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Now or in general?
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Yo, One-Eyed Dragon.
[No, Ban didn't get the double entendre. He was a giant, medieval virgin.]
Got a sec to talk~?
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Yo. And yeah, shoot. [ He has waayyyy too much free time actually. ]
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The tone of it is soft and slow; sensual, yet never sluggish. Though the lyrics will sound alien to Masamune's ears, they flow smoothly all the same, as only the oldest of languages could manage. It seems to weave a story on its own, of lovers lounging in each others' arms, of fonder days spent lounging beneath the sun. And, as easy it would be to tease him to the contrary, it cannot be denied: Gilgamesh can sing, and sing well, when pressed to do so. He puts his full energy and full effort into it, and it shows. This was a melody that could stir even a dragon's heart.
And although he's doing it because of a challenge, he's utterly at ease, with every note, with every ancient syllable that leaves his lips. He sings gladly for his dragon and honors his memory. He took many to his bed, it was true, yet it really did appear just as he claimed. That lovers were seen as special, kingdoms in their own right.]
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when it's over, he's left with an almost sound-numbing buzz of silence, staring hard at his jewelry, as if it can tell him what he's supposed to do now.
(Oh. Ohhh...??)
Finally, he inhales before letting out a low whistle. He sends a reply.
The strangest part might be that he doesn't sound as if he's having to face defeat over yet another challenge with Gilgamesh. He doesn't sound as if he's trying to act something he's not.
He sounds... very happy. Genuinely so. ]
A real dragonsong. So you do know one.
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teeeext @ happybirthday |
hihihihihihihiiiiiii
Say-say... tell me....... a joke.................... it has to be from you! And it has to be v e r y funny! Think very hard!!!!
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what kind of joke?
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Your little flower has decided to show some backbone. I require a ribbon. That is all that I am asking. A very small request from what I usually ask of you, is that not so, One-Eye? Either way, if you cannot retrieve me the item that I ask, I will find and kill her. [ Not really. It's much more interesting to do absolutely nothing. ] I'd ask if you agree with this but it is either agree or watch me kill something, so I look forward to seeing what you do.
Good day, good sir.
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Wha— a rib... [ kill her? he's really being told to get a ribbon or a girl is going to get murdered? ]
—No, wait a minute, what kind of ribbon? That barely tells me anything!
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The message comes late. Perhaps while Masamune's resting, or just on the verge of it. It begins as a soft sound, easily mistaken as a whisper, then gains in strength. In time, it becomes a song, a lullaby meant to soothe. And so Gilgamesh sings his dragon to sleep, in gentle tones, quite a contrast to the man he'd fought over the network not so long ago. But perhaps that's just it: that's his final answer to their argument. That even if they disagreed, it would return to this. Neither could stay away from each other. Both would be lured in by the inescapable power of dragonsong which stirred the heart and soul to greater comforts they would otherwise never know.
Maybe it's less a lullaby and more an invitation, if Masamune would only think to take it.]
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It almost lulls him to sleep in the process, but that drifting effect does not go far enough, his eyes snapping open when an image flashes through his mind in relation to the singing. Its singer, of course, and Masamune sits up, shaking himself from the trance. Listening again, now awake, he glances to his wrist where the network jewelry has been relocated (with Yukimura here, it seemed silly to wear a six coin necklace that resembled it so easily).
It takes him a moment to figure out if it indeed is just coming from the accessory or not, but-- once confirmed --he glances over to the others he is nearby and decides to rise to his feet and move away before sending a reply message. As much as he hates to interrupt it at all... ]
What do you want? [ Whether he realizes it's an invitation or not isn't clear, but he knows by now Gilgamesh never does anything without having a good reason. Honestly, Masamune hates answering him, at all, as it's as if he's a glutton for torture. Regardless, though, he is dealing with something he can't seem to keep hinself clear of. ]
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guess who discovered emoticons | text
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Oh man someone's been putting their free time to use...
is it???
you've been waiting for this day, admit it.
LMFaaO can't wait to see where this conversation ends up
somewhere ridiculous, i have every faith
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[It didn't seem right to call him "Gilgamesh", not like that. (Not like that.)
And of the people she could ask... she couldn't find Rin, either. Or Saber. None of them.]
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keeps bombing ur inbox im sorry
She's being recalled to Oska. She's to lead a small team. She has to prepare to depart immediately.
Sieglinde simply stares at her magitek for a moment before she winces her way out of her chair, slipping to the floor and toddling over to the saloon room's bed, pulling back the covers to let herself in. Normally she'd find herself quite titillated to be doing such a thing, slipping into bed with a man, but it's-]
Masamune?
[She murmurs it into his shoulder, curling up.]
never be sorry!!
[ He automatically responds, although most of the time he will even when he's way too gone for coherent conversation as Masamune has learned quite well to react instinctively
to the girl's voice alone. It's standard ritual, really, and she'll be better able to tell how conscious he actually is once she starts talking more, especially with Yukimura's fox that has curled itself up next to Masamune's head stretches and wiggles and kicks him in the back of it while also still asleep without much real response from the samurai. ]
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We have to do something for Koltira.
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Has something new happened to him?
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12/25 | package
along with the package comes a simple card that reads:
To: Masamune
From: Olivia
Happy Holidays! ]