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Who: Gilgamesh and you!
When: First Bloom Festival (February 7th—10th)
Where: Town Plaza
What: Gilgamesh celebrates the holiday in his own "special" way.
Rating: It's Gilgamesh. Anything could happen.
FLOWER CHILD.
[Gilgamesh had little use for flowers, though he did take the time to admire them on occasion within his own gardens. Here, they're all but forced upon him, shoved into his arms, spelled into his hair against his wishes for the sake of advertisement, they'd said, and as a result he looks like a very silly tyrant stamping his feet in the streets and grumbling about once again being bullied into menial tasks. It's a bit difficult to take him seriously with snowy white lilies falling off his ears, though.
And somehow they'd insisted it was for the good of all Heroes that he do this, and he didn't know about the rest of them but for the good of himself at least he was willing to hand out a few roses and smile like he meant it. He didn't. Admittedly after awhile he finds he doesn't mind it so much, and even decides to use the flowers to his advantage, wooing pretty girls and flirting with gorgeous men and wasting the hours away holding onto those beautiful bouquets.
Eventually, Gilgamesh may even give you a rose... with the sincerest hopes you may choose to tip him generously with your colle, of course.]
LIGHT UP THE NIGHT.
[Gilgamesh settles down in the evenings to enjoy the lions on parade. The fireworks are mostly a bonus; he's fascinated by the mechanical animals, mostly, watching them move and dance, and he's reminded of home. It puts him in a very purposeful sort of mood, and thus Gilgamesh goes out seeking a member of crowd—anyone, really, whoever was nearest—to join him in the upcoming festivities.]
Come with me! Let us enjoy the rest together!
[And assuming they didn't protest too much, or even if they did, Gilgamesh finds a quiet spot in the snow to observe. In this case, he really did mean well. It just seemed awfully sad to indulge in this sort of thing alone, and Gilgamesh refused to appear as anything short of what he was: a splendid and beloved King.]
YOU AIN'T LION.
[Gilgamesh was taken enough with the mechanical lions, so imagine his great joy when the real ones come parading out. He cheers! He waves! He practically wriggles with excitement, in the best mood he's been since arriving. Lions were more than mere pets for the King. They were a symbol of his station, representative of all that he was—glorious, majestic, and strong. It takes some finagling, but once the demonstration ends he bribes one of the tamers for some private time with the animal.
And Gilgamesh looks ecstatic. He buries his face into the animal's mane and sighs, content. The lion appears comfortable; apparently he had a way with them.]
Such a beautiful beast. You were meant for more than this, you know.
[So a softer side to the tyrant reveals itself. Anyone happening by will see him utterly in his element. For the moment, he's much easier to approach.]
MONKEY BUSINESS.
H... hey! Get back here! Get back here this instant, you filthy mongrel!
[See that frantic blur of blonde hair rushing past? That was Gilgamesh, and he's currently engaged in a high speed pursuit with one of the finely dressed monkeys in town. It's made off with his wallet and Gilgamesh caught them right in the act, contrary to common rumor that oh, they're entirely harmless. Unfortunately, he's not quite fast enough to catch up and the clever thing just leads him around in circles, chittering in amusement to itself all the way.
Gilgamesh, needless to say, does not look amused at all. Out of breath, he winds up stumbling into you. But while you're there, maybe you can help?]
Assist me! If it's the two of us, we can certainly corner it!
[Give him a hand, or laugh at his misfortune? It's up to you.]
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When: First Bloom Festival (February 7th—10th)
Where: Town Plaza
What: Gilgamesh celebrates the holiday in his own "special" way.
Rating: It's Gilgamesh. Anything could happen.
FLOWER CHILD.
[Gilgamesh had little use for flowers, though he did take the time to admire them on occasion within his own gardens. Here, they're all but forced upon him, shoved into his arms, spelled into his hair against his wishes for the sake of advertisement, they'd said, and as a result he looks like a very silly tyrant stamping his feet in the streets and grumbling about once again being bullied into menial tasks. It's a bit difficult to take him seriously with snowy white lilies falling off his ears, though.
And somehow they'd insisted it was for the good of all Heroes that he do this, and he didn't know about the rest of them but for the good of himself at least he was willing to hand out a few roses and smile like he meant it. He didn't. Admittedly after awhile he finds he doesn't mind it so much, and even decides to use the flowers to his advantage, wooing pretty girls and flirting with gorgeous men and wasting the hours away holding onto those beautiful bouquets.
Eventually, Gilgamesh may even give you a rose... with the sincerest hopes you may choose to tip him generously with your colle, of course.]
LIGHT UP THE NIGHT.
[Gilgamesh settles down in the evenings to enjoy the lions on parade. The fireworks are mostly a bonus; he's fascinated by the mechanical animals, mostly, watching them move and dance, and he's reminded of home. It puts him in a very purposeful sort of mood, and thus Gilgamesh goes out seeking a member of crowd—anyone, really, whoever was nearest—to join him in the upcoming festivities.]
Come with me! Let us enjoy the rest together!
[And assuming they didn't protest too much, or even if they did, Gilgamesh finds a quiet spot in the snow to observe. In this case, he really did mean well. It just seemed awfully sad to indulge in this sort of thing alone, and Gilgamesh refused to appear as anything short of what he was: a splendid and beloved King.]
YOU AIN'T LION.
[Gilgamesh was taken enough with the mechanical lions, so imagine his great joy when the real ones come parading out. He cheers! He waves! He practically wriggles with excitement, in the best mood he's been since arriving. Lions were more than mere pets for the King. They were a symbol of his station, representative of all that he was—glorious, majestic, and strong. It takes some finagling, but once the demonstration ends he bribes one of the tamers for some private time with the animal.
And Gilgamesh looks ecstatic. He buries his face into the animal's mane and sighs, content. The lion appears comfortable; apparently he had a way with them.]
Such a beautiful beast. You were meant for more than this, you know.
[So a softer side to the tyrant reveals itself. Anyone happening by will see him utterly in his element. For the moment, he's much easier to approach.]
MONKEY BUSINESS.
H... hey! Get back here! Get back here this instant, you filthy mongrel!
[See that frantic blur of blonde hair rushing past? That was Gilgamesh, and he's currently engaged in a high speed pursuit with one of the finely dressed monkeys in town. It's made off with his wallet and Gilgamesh caught them right in the act, contrary to common rumor that oh, they're entirely harmless. Unfortunately, he's not quite fast enough to catch up and the clever thing just leads him around in circles, chittering in amusement to itself all the way.
Gilgamesh, needless to say, does not look amused at all. Out of breath, he winds up stumbling into you. But while you're there, maybe you can help?]
Assist me! If it's the two of us, we can certainly corner it!
[Give him a hand, or laugh at his misfortune? It's up to you.]
(( Got another prompt in mind? Come at me! Feel free to PM with any questions or ideas. ))
monkey business
Acknowledged. I shall fortify this side!
[ Thus when he notices an exhausted Gilgamesh rumbling against one of those monkeys, Ichigo is rather quick to his feet. As per Gilgamesh's suggestion, Ichigo is making a stride to the other side for a pincer attack.
He will not pull his weapon, regardless. That is probably crossing the line. ]
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Then I shall get the other!
[The monkey already looks like it's begun to sweat a little. It tries to turn a corner, but this time Gilgamesh blocks it off, so it goes running back towards Ichigo, swerving in its movements. It's apparent how it got away now: it's a clever beast, clearly intelligent, and it has every intention of scampering off with Gilgamesh's money.]
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Lowering his back a bit, Ichigo then dives toward the monkey with a defensive stance, making sure that there won't be any way out from his side. ]
You're not going anywhere.
[ Look, the monkey is totally cornered now. Ichigo's not going to hog the glory by himself, as this monkey is was originally the other hero's business. ]
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Your life is forfeit to me.
[And he probably would've followed through on that, but he's unwilling to test the credibility of the rumor that anyone found harming the monkeys would be subject to severe public ridicule. He'd gotten enough of that already and honestly, after being shot for less he's not really willing to risk that sort of consequence again.
So he gives the monkey a severe boot in the bum to send it scampering away. Bending down to retrieve the wallet, he levels a cool glance at Ichigo.]
Well done. Your efforts were commendable in my service.
[Gilgamesh looks and sounds a little stern by default, but... it's honest gratitude. Just a bit on the chilly side.]
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In any case, the moment that the monkey scampers away with its tail between its legs and Gilgamesh addresses him, Ichigo visibly relaxes himself as he makes a waiter bow in return. Truthfully, Ichigo doesn't care about the bossy attitude of others at all. He's used to serving others and this time he won't act any different. ]
It is but my obligation to help a fellow hero in need. [ He makes a small smile as soon as his head is raised. ] Although with that kind of reflex of yours, I'd like think that my help was unnecessary.
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I could not agree more. On both counts.
[He breaks into a grin and that pat on the shoulder immediately turns into an arm around swung companionably around his neck.]
Come, then! I will treat you to something in exchange! A snack, or perhaps a show?
[...one gets the impression Gilgamesh may have been the slightest bit lonely up until now. Not that he'd ever admit to it.]
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Please, I'd hate to trouble you with that. [ That being said, however, it's always a norm to accept an offer of gratitude. Or at least that was the Bushido norm of feudal Japan, which Ichigo holds in high regard. ] But I'll take your offer if its one of the cheaper snacks.
[ He acknowledges pretty well that they aren't exactly the richest person in this place considering how short they've been here. Ichigo isn't, at least. ]
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Of course. That works out even better for me, I am a bit on the poorer end of things as of late..
[Something he notes reluctantly. That aside...]
I am called Gilgamesh. Speak your name so I may make worthwhile note of it my records.
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Then that's good. Let us settle with something affordable. Perhaps a cup of tea or two would suffice.
[ He pauses slightly at the moment to make a reassuring smile. ]
I am called Ichigo Hitofuri, the sword of Hideyoshi Toyotomi. However, you may call me as you will, Lord Gilgamesh. [ It's not an attempt to get into Gilgamesh's pants, really. It's an old habit of him to address others with -dono prefixes. ] It's a honor to meet you.
[ Thankfully, his master Hideyoshi isn't that one monkey Saber from Koha-Ace. Or else this will create a confusion. ]