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[closed] I shot a man, now all I see.
Who: Gilgamesh and Levi
When: Sometime in April, after the events of the kidnapping log.
Where: the roads between Capablanca and Menchik
What: Two borderline sadists go bandit hunting. The predictable results.
Rating: Heavy PG-13 at the least. Expect gore, violence, and general vulgarity. People dyin', yo.
[The job had been a natural fit for the both of them. For Levi, who cleaned up pigs on the daily; and for Gilgamesh, who judged the unworthy nearly as much. Gilgamesh wouldn't even have minded performing the service for free, to rid the road of a few mongrels, but the coin in his purse certainly served as additional incentive. It must have for Levi, as well, as they had run into each other at the bulletin board and exchanged only smirks to say let's do this.
But unfortunately, the search has proven rather fruitless. They've traveled the road and haven't even seen a sparrow yet. It's been unnaturally quiet, and there's only so far one can walk before it becomes a waste of time. They're about to double back and return to Capablanca when Gilgamesh halts, superior hearing picking up the sound of... something. Once he confirms what, exactly, that something might be, his eyes flicker to Levi.
He would not be wrong to detect a wicked gleam in them.]
What say we ambush the ambushers?
[Not usually his style, but... here, it may prove all too appropriate.]
When: Sometime in April, after the events of the kidnapping log.
Where: the roads between Capablanca and Menchik
What: Two borderline sadists go bandit hunting. The predictable results.
Rating: Heavy PG-13 at the least. Expect gore, violence, and general vulgarity. People dyin', yo.
[The job had been a natural fit for the both of them. For Levi, who cleaned up pigs on the daily; and for Gilgamesh, who judged the unworthy nearly as much. Gilgamesh wouldn't even have minded performing the service for free, to rid the road of a few mongrels, but the coin in his purse certainly served as additional incentive. It must have for Levi, as well, as they had run into each other at the bulletin board and exchanged only smirks to say let's do this.
But unfortunately, the search has proven rather fruitless. They've traveled the road and haven't even seen a sparrow yet. It's been unnaturally quiet, and there's only so far one can walk before it becomes a waste of time. They're about to double back and return to Capablanca when Gilgamesh halts, superior hearing picking up the sound of... something. Once he confirms what, exactly, that something might be, his eyes flicker to Levi.
He would not be wrong to detect a wicked gleam in them.]
What say we ambush the ambushers?
[Not usually his style, but... here, it may prove all too appropriate.]