Team Tinies IDK WHAT'S HAPPENING

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[whoreofbabylon]

Don't stand in my way!

[He snaps and tries to swat Kiritsugu's hand away. The door, however, stays closed and Gilgamesh will settle on lurking just outside it with his fists clenched]

[unhappymeal]

If you distract him too much, it could fail. I don't think you want that.

[whoreofbabylon]

Are you deaf? I hear nothing promising.

[unhappymeal]

Magic isn't pleasant.

[God I wish I still smoked.]

Come downstairs and wait. If it works, he'll be fine. If not, he'd have died either way.

[whoreofbabylon]

[Ugh, don't tell him what to do, Kiritsugu!!! He'd kill you if he didn't know that Tokiomi would frown on that sort of behavior.

Not wanting to appear as though he's obeying any command, Gilgamesh stalks off to another room upstairs. Failing to pay attention to where he's going, he ends up in the bathroom, where he waits several minutes before sulking his way down to the kitchen. There he rattles around drawers noisily to retrieve a bottle opener and open a bottle of wine.

Fuck y'all, seriously]

[unhappymeal]

[Good for you, Gil. There's wine and some pastries on the table. Kiritsugu is sitting on the porch with the door to the kitchen open.]

When you're done, there's something you should know.

[whoreofbabylon]

[Ugh. Ugh, fine, he'll humor you. Reluctantly. And with the whole bottle of wine in tow]

And that is?

[unhappymeal]

There's a price for the spell we're using. Tokiomi isn't going to like it, so I told Kariya not to tell him in advance.

[whoreofbabylon]

Do not stall, my patience is already worn thin.

[And he really means it--which is probably made obvious when he knocks back that whole glass of wine and then pours another.]

[unhappymeal]

[Siiiiigh why didn't we just decide to get rid of you?]

The curse is attacking his body through his magic circuits. That's why modern medicine didn't work. In order to curse it, we have to kill the circuits without killing his body. Are you following?

[whoreofbabylon]

[Gil makes a face - of course he follows. He's intentionally dense, but it's difficult to hang around Tokiomi for a year and not absorb some of this magic stuff via sheer exposure.]

In other words, he'll die or he'll live long enough to throw himself off of something.

[unhappymeal]

It was the only option.

[whoreofbabylon]

Then let us hope he's thankful for your efforts.

[This? Is probably the one of the few times he's thankful for this whole "able to get drunk" business.]

[unhappymeal]

He won't be, at first. Do you think you can make him see living that way as worth it?

[Kiritsugu doesn't want to lose a child. He's kept all of them til now -- but he knows they're punching a giant hole in Tokiomi's heart right now. Is it fair to make someone survive when the price is everything they use to identify themselves?]

[whoreofbabylon]

I doubt it will be long before he realizes I am not leaving this world. If that is not enough, then little else would be.

[And he means it - beneath the sickening ego is the sincere belief that they love one another enough to weather this. If he steel himself against death for Tokiomi's sake, then Tokiomi can face this for his sake.]

[unhappymeal]

[hmmm


stares at veeeery studiously]

[whoreofbabylon]

[Time to pretend he's not bothered by that stare and have more wine!!!!]

[unhappymeal]

[stares a bit more!!]





[huh.]

You actually love him?

[whoreofbabylon]

[Oh god did not expect this. Luckily for Kiritsugu (and perhaps Gilgamesh as well), the alcohol is beginning to smooth over his nerves and make him somewhat more agreeable.]

Ten years ago he managed to impress my younger self. I was summoned back to this era with those memories, and I cannot say I understand them but they lead to a frustrating attachment. Sometimes I'm surprised by it myself.

[Surprised and yet calmed by the thought, judging from his expression.]

I'm almost ashamed that I can't help but acknowledge him.

[unhappymeal]

[He watches Gil just a bit longer before he answers.

It's not something he really expected from someone like Gilgamesh, but he can't deny the evidence. That he says this much is already a big leap from "normal" for the King of Heroes. Living with them, it's also impossible not to see the difference in the way Gil treats Tokiomi vs how he treats everyone else and the changes they've both gone through because of each other.

So as much of a pest and a danger as Gil is, so long as he isn't a risk to the rest of the world, Kiritsugu will let him be.]

Fine, then. Keeping him alive from this point will be your responsibility.

[whoreofbabylon]

I certainly wouldn't permit him to die.

[unhappymeal]

"Living until he throws himself off of something" was your words.

[whoreofbabylon]

[Wow see this face Kiritsugu? He's not drunk enough to argue about this right now. He can be drunk enough and he's certainly aiming for it, but he isn't quite there yet.]

I never said I'd be happy about it. You would do well to remember I have little love for the modern world and no interest in remaining here on my own.

[unhappymeal]

Hm.

[glancing off in the other direction again.]

You like it well enough to eat half of it...

[whoreofbabylon]

Do not speak of things you know nothing about. I find vegemite repulsive, and most of your sad excuses for chocolate are offensive.