exsiliumlogs | (no subject) (part 2)

It could use better weather. I'm glad to see the sun again after so long, but there's too much heat around here.

[To emphasize her point, she fans herself with her hat, exhaling at the same time.]

[And so he takes the key and goes towards the room. He's not exactly comfortable with getting his wounds looked at out here, but he doesn't have too much of a choice.

Well, he does, he could let the wounds heal on their own, but might as well take advantage of the situation.

Ollie unlocks the room and opens the door, waiting for Isaac to go through.]

No, no, I mean ---

[Way to have foot in mouth syndrome there Ollie.]

Sorry, it's been a really rough couple of hours. I'm still trying to figure out if this isn't a dream.

Car accident.

[Woah, alright, that feels... weird. Different. He can feel the energy surging through. Hopefully she won't ask too much more about that. It's the only lie he can come up with that would cover for his wounds well enough.]

[Good, Emily, give them all to him! Be the best roommate/friend ever! Having a roommate of this sort is rather nice. Not loud or annoying, helpful when necessary and a seemingly nice person: better a roommate than he could've asked for.]

A break isn't necessary. We have a goal to accomplish and rest can come once it's accomplished.

[He glances to the side only to see yet another woman flapping her eyelashes at him and seeming as though she's waiting for him to approach, likely having been informed of the handsome stranger going talking to people. Some of that intense work ethic vanishes instantly. You know, maybe a break is a good idea...]

...Though perhaps a short break would not hurt.

A fair and just one. [Now, that was a bit of a jab.]

Deal me in. [That angelic smile spelled the downturn of their good fortune. In three hands, Gilgamesh already bluffed them into losing half of their chips--to which he actually had to stand on his chair to gather them all onto his side.]

Ah, I'm getting lucky!

[Not one of them looked amused.]

Agreed. If only we could move or alter the very weather itself. If nothing else, many people shall expect to get a healthy tan, hm?

[ She watches Sheryl with a hint of amusement in her eyes. Even in her ballroom dress, she looks only a little worn down. ]

[There was a distinct pause. Despite the fact that Erza seemed to be utilizing summoning magic to a degree, her weapons weren't of mystical fame in the same way his were. Erza's blades were actually magical, though in the most raw sense of the word and though he couldn't feel ancient history behind them, they were still deadly in the hands of the right wielder.

With his expression slacking, Gilgamesh found himself smiling instead. Raising one hand, he suppressed the Gate of Babylon and closed it, his weapons disappearing in an instant. Standing up, he tossed aside the man he held, releasing him.]

Outside, woman.

You're going to entertain me.

... Sorta.

*She points to a small backpack.*

Handy Haversacks are a fairly common magic item in my world. 5 pounds on the outside, no matter how much is on the inside. Well, up to a hundred and twenty pounds or about twelve cubic feet.

*She's not gonna mention the magic ring connected to an extradimensional space for now.*

Good. [ Cheeky boy.

And sneaky. Saber has a feeling Gilgamesh, blessed as he is, is using his said charms and blessing to curry favor his way. On one hand, she'd shake her head. On another... well, that's just what being a Heroic Spirit would entail. These men didn't have a chance. She's just going to watch their reactions carefully; a "mother" would watch for any incoming threat to her "child." ]

[So, Gilgamesh watched with his hands in his pockets.]

You have to pull yourself up the whole way. Don't stop halfway.

If it's to save the universe, then who am I to deny the chance? I'd like to do something to make a difference around here.

[Even if she still has some reservations about the Initiative. Anyway, she smiles serenely at the person in front of her.]

A pleasure to meet you, Kougyoku.

Which calms her a bit, surprisingly. Doesn't do much in the way of making her less upset, but it certainly gives her an idea of what undeath means to him. Of why he might not have said something.

"Well this isn't your bloody world, is it?" Chloe huffs from behind the neck of her wrap. "Still, I was the one dumb enough to trust you, wasn't I? All things considered, I suppose it's my own fault."

Basically, everyone gets together and decides who they want to represent them or be their leader. It's a big thing because it's more representative or something like that.

[She kicks at a rock.]

I never really cared that much about it....

Thought it was your job to keep me from doing mine, anyway, darling.

[Chloe says it with a grin, a sly little half chuckle, but it's not really all there. Out of respect for a delicate subject, at least. She's not keen on coddling.]

Edited (Autocorrect PLS) 2013-01-26 04:19 (UTC)

[Folds her arms. What's this guy's angle.]

I fail to see why I'm fortunate.

At dating? Why not? It's easy. C'mon, you can practice on me - I'm even slightly buzzed, so. Accuracy. Go for it.

[Things are already being thrown around ack! Shinji flinches but the stick doesn't hit him, thankfully. He forces himself to relax.]

Kogarasumaru...?

[What a strange name for a camp. He approaches the campfire and sits down a little aways from it.]

Thank you. I, um, brought my own tent.

[She lifts up her arm to glance at the exposed skin, sleeves rolled up past her elbows. There's a placated smile forming on her lips.]

Now that you mention it, I could use extra color on my skin. I bet I'll look incredible with a tan.

[Sadly, the inns were booked solid by the time he tried to check into one, and he wasn't keen on sharing a small room with a stranger. And hey he should be the one doing the worrying, not the little girl.]

It's not comfortable, but... I haven't had any problems yet. Aside from the bugs. Not a lot of people pass by.

[ Chuckles. ]

Whatever changes to your skin may happen, I believe it will hardly dampen your beauty.

[ Saying this with a completely straight face. ]

Hmph, perhaps I am, though you can hardly be called normal yourself.

[ She didn't hear his mumbling, and even if she did, she wouldn't have much of a reaction to it. ]

Does it have those... Air Treck things, too?

Mindfucking a few cowboys. I like seeing them squirm. [Ehehe and he shrugs.] But it usually ends with a bar fight while I'm long gone. [Usually]

[Seeing Mithos smile like that brought the smallest of smiles to his own face. It's hard not to smile with the half-elf around, it really is.]

Very well then.

[Kratos glances at the horse. Hmm does it belong to somebody? There is a small shop right in front of them so maybe it belongs to someone in there?]

I'll go make certain whether we might be able to borrow this horse. Wait here a moment.

[He starts to the store and steps inside.]