Team Tinies IDK WHAT'S HAPPENING

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[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.

[unhappymeal]

You could go back to London.

[whoreofbabylon]

Unless Tokiomi willed it, I would consider it a step down.

[The good wine outweighs the abundance of snakes, somehow]

[unhappymeal]

I could call in a favor in Florence.

[whoreofbabylon]

I'm wary of your favors, but I'll allow that.

[unhappymeal]

We'll ask Tokiomi what he wants to do when he's well, then. Maybe a new place would keep his mind off of things.

[whoreofbabylon]

Perhaps.

[He gulps down the last of his glass of wine and looks over his shoulder back inside.]

...it's been too long. I trust I can go see him now?

[unhappymeal]

Kariya hasn't come down yet.

You can go check if you want, but if he hasn't left don't open the door.

[whoreofbabylon]

If he hasn't appeared yet, then he's slow.

[Gilgamesh lets himself back inside and leaves the wine bottle, now half empty, on the kitchen counter before heading back upstairs. He's calm in a drunkenly eager sort of way, and has allowed himself to be convinced there's no way such a spell could fail.]

[ohbugger]

[It could definitely fail.

There's dead silence as Gil comes up the stairs. Just as he gets to Tokiomi's door it opens and Kariya comes stumbling out, looking worn out and less than pleased.]

...You're still here?

[whoreofbabylon]

I see no reason to leave my Master alone with you for long.

[ohbugger]

He's not actually your Master anymore. You know that, don't you?

[whoreofbabylon]

Then I'll simply call him "mine."

[ohbugger]

Hmph.

[He does not like that. You can't just call people yours, Gilgamesh!!]

Anyway, did someone tell you about the side effect?

[whoreofbabylon]

[He totally can but only because he's Gilgamesh and this is Tokiomi and it just works that way as far as Gil is concerned.]

The old man told me enough. It seems his life is now my responsibility.

[ohbugger]

I'm not sure I want to leave it up to someone like you...

[whoreofbabylon]

That's only because you have no sense of taste or respect. I cannot imagine Tokiomi would object.

[ohbugger]

Tokiomi's a lovesick airhead.

[whoreofbabylon]

And I will see to it that he has far more sex than you ever will.

[Y e p . He's just going to assume that everything is okay and head for the door]