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eachdraidh2015-05-09 05:40 pm
babbylon) wrote in eachdraidh2015-05-09 05:40 pm
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video; seelie.
Not there, you idiot! There, along with the rest of them! I told you thrice already!
[A bustling scene of one of Leathann's many ports comes into view over the locket, suspended in air by magic. Atop a tower of crates, as if standing upon his very own throne, Gilgamesh orders groups of various people about, directing resources and refugees alike. He seems very much in his element here, and only after several moments does he bother addressing his audience.
Giving a crisp salute with his fingers, Gilgamesh grins.]
Ah, yes, I just remembered! All of you, get down to Leathann immediately. I require your aid. We're saving this island.
[And there, just like that, he announces impossible intentions as casual as could be: we're saving this island. He sounds so utterly convinced with himself, blows past the matter so quickly, there's no doubt Gilgamesh believes every word of it.
There will be a miracle in Leathann, and Gilgamesh will be the hero to usher it in.]
So by order of the King of Heroes, [a booming declaration, a sweeping gesture] HAUL ASS! I expect the very best from each and every one of you!
[...someone throws a rotten tomato at Gilgamesh from the gathered crowd.]
Wh... wh... who did that?! WHO FALLS FIRST UPON MY BLESSED BLADE?! ENUMA—
[The feed shuts off abruptly as that tower topples over. Whoops.]
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[A bustling scene of one of Leathann's many ports comes into view over the locket, suspended in air by magic. Atop a tower of crates, as if standing upon his very own throne, Gilgamesh orders groups of various people about, directing resources and refugees alike. He seems very much in his element here, and only after several moments does he bother addressing his audience.
Giving a crisp salute with his fingers, Gilgamesh grins.]
Ah, yes, I just remembered! All of you, get down to Leathann immediately. I require your aid. We're saving this island.
[And there, just like that, he announces impossible intentions as casual as could be: we're saving this island. He sounds so utterly convinced with himself, blows past the matter so quickly, there's no doubt Gilgamesh believes every word of it.
There will be a miracle in Leathann, and Gilgamesh will be the hero to usher it in.]
So by order of the King of Heroes, [a booming declaration, a sweeping gesture] HAUL ASS! I expect the very best from each and every one of you!
[...someone throws a rotten tomato at Gilgamesh from the gathered crowd.]
Wh... wh... who did that?! WHO FALLS FIRST UPON MY BLESSED BLADE?! ENUMA—
[The feed shuts off abruptly as that tower topples over. Whoops.]
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{Video}
video;
Does a camel shit in the desert?
[...yeah, he's a little upset right now. Just a little.]
video; -> action;
{And he mounts Ehtyarion and weaves his way around refugees and those who aid them. The unicorn is nimble and able to cover a lot of ground without problem - even with so many obstacles. He leaps out of the saddle before the majestic creature has time to even stop. Then he runs to Gilgamesh's side, frowning.}
What are you covered in? Juice?
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That unicorn, though... what a marvelous beast. It catches Gilgamesh's attention right away, so much so that he forgets he was even asked anything at all.]
Where did you get that? [Gesturing to Ehtyarion.] How beautiful! It appears almost out of place here.
[Glaring over his shoulder at nothing in particular. He loves Leathann, truly, but today... it's trying his patience.]
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At the attention, Ehtyarion curves his neck handsomely and swishes his pure white tail from side to side.}
He was given to me by King Thranduil. The Unicorn of this realm respond well to royalty. You could acquire one of your own.
{He follows Gilgamesh's gaze and pauses.}
The people will react badly in some cases. Panic blinds them to what is best.
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Video (compass tho, w/e)
Do you need help? I can clean that up for you too, if you like. I may have something for you, anyway.
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I'm fine. Truly.
[Gifts? Gifts for Gilgamesh? You totally just hit his treasure hording trigger! Perking up some now.]
Do I get a hint? Or will you just throw it at me, too?
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He's pouting, and she can't help rolling her eyes and smiling a little, but she only does so because she'll make up for it soon enough.]
You know, sometimes I feel like I'm raising more than five children.
[Gil pls]
But the only thing I would throw at you are flowers, Sweet King, anything else I have to offer I would only lay gently at your feet.
[That's a little lie; she would throw pillows at him if he had it coming. And probably has.]
It is actually more than one thing, because I do owe you for something else, but you only get one for now.
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[Because...]
I'm knocked over and smell like tomato.
[...yeah, he's going to be sore about that for a while.]
-> action
[And she isn't kidding. She does know where to find him, because he must be somewhere and so her magic finds him. Flora is suddenly there in a glow of shimmering purple, instead of her usual green-black sphere.
The shape of her wings is different, slimmer with jewels, yes, jewels rising upward from the edges, but they change back to their usual exotic leaf pattern.
First thing's first. Flora, still hovering, if lowly, snaps her fingers and all that tomato is gone. He's fresh as a spring daisy.]
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[video]
[Profanity aside, Gilgamesh. For shame, there might be children listening. But the entire scene seems to be chaos. It seems he needs help keeping the island under control in the first place.]
It seems they do not want help, monsieur.
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[As if that weren't obvious enough already. And as if he didn't have enough of a headache already, this woman shows up... at least she's at a distance. They can't possibly get into much trouble apart from each other.
Right?]
They will want it. I will make them want it.
[Someone seems to have misunderstood the concept of helping, slightly.]
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[Bad Lia. Mean. But even despite that she looks a bit concerned.]
How much trouble is the place in?
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Well, he won't think about that for right now. He's a hero. He's helping. That's all that matters. He overlooks the slight and moves past it.]
Enough to swallow itself, Void or no. Chaos reigns. The people riot. It is... disastrous.
[And just this once, he'll be the better man. He'll be polite, and so asks of her:]
Will you come? Will you help?
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video;
[She does owe him for what happened in Treun after all, though she would come regardless. The grumbling sound underneath Merida doesn't sound like a horse funnily enough, but like it came from a bigger beast, and it shows from the basket riding behind her. She scowls a little when she sees the tomato hit Gilgamesh's face, feeling a slow burning anger in the pit of her stomach.]
What uncouth... [She mutters the rest under her breath but those sure do sound like Gaelic swears before she clears her throat.] One would think they'd be holding onto whatever food supplies they can get.
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No need to get so worked up. He'll apologize.
[Gilgamesh will make damn sure of that... as soon as he finds them, anyway.]
Be glad that we might see each other again. I've missed you terribly these past few weeks, pretty hawk.
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[Her posture relaxes slightly when she hears him laugh, keeping her other hand in the reins as she sits her locket down in her lap. They're approaching Leathann faster than she anticipated, which is good, because that means it'll cut travel time between places down. Merida's cheeks colour before she lets out a small, breathy laugh.]
An' I you, my king. I won't be too hard to miss, just find the giant sky bison.
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And where, might I ask, did you acquire such a creature? Wrestled it yourself to the ground, I presume, made it beg for the pleasure of your service? Naughty girl, going and doing a thing like that...
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And how exactly do you propose to save the island, then?
[Such eyebrow raising. Such judgment. Faolan is not impressed, even if he may be slightly intimidated. He had been there for that sparring match, after all]
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Do I know you from somewhere?
[Surely he must be Seelie to access this filter. Perhaps somewhere around Caer Glaem? Oh, but there's something else he should address.]
And I am the great Gilgamesh, the one who battled the guardian of the Forest and brought down the Bull of Heaven. Nothing exists beyond my grasp; nothing like impossibility have I ever known. Make haste to a library and educate yourself if you're so bereft of my legend.
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I already know more legends than a man of my profession should. You're a shardbearer, the same as anyone else in this place. Your identity beyond that matters little one way or the other.
[That's Faolan for you, Gil. No nonsense, and all business.] You didn't answer my question. How exactly are you proposing that the island be saved?
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[It'll come to him in a minute or so. Probably. Right now he's more frazzled than anything else, and in shows for both words and expression alike.]
I bear a sword that cleaves the stars themselves. I stand tallest among my kind. I will move these people and then I will move mountains to keep them safe. If you disbelieve me still, come and watch. Come and see.
[Gilgamesh lifts his head in display of blatant arrogance, true presumption, ego made manifest.]
I am the great Gilgamesh, and my will is the will of one you humans call "God".
video; private
permaprivate
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I AM SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE work/life/accidentally maaring my inbox ate this :(
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WHOA sorry about the tl;dr as well faolan is kind of passionate about this
it was in fact precisely the right kind of tl;dr GOOD JOB FAOLAN
8D PERFECTTTT
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video;
At the very least, I suppose you are trying something.
[ Which was more than could be said for others. ]
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[Don't mind him, Cullen, he's just a bit ornery. Still meaning well. Probably.]
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[ For the Void on their doorstep means that much. ]