closed; where it all went wrong

[arcanepower]

Who: Belthazar (arcanepower) and Gilgamesh (babbylon)
When: Backdated to between 5/10-5/15
Where: Gresser
What: Belth accidentally finds a purveyor of pornography while trying to better the world.
Rating: G for Gilgamesh??? No, wait. Probably make that PG-13.

[Belthazar is honestly not very good with investigating. It's not that he can't put two and two together, but he's actually quite terrible in social situations. On the one hand, this gets him some extra money, since he ends up helping out one of the shopkeepers for a day, and he hears a lot of gossip. On the other, this doesn't actually physically bring him any closer to finding out where the cows are. The next morning, he sets further out into the forests of Gresser.

What he does know is that he is forging out into the wilderness with nothing but his staff and a whole lot of angry wildlife. Fireballs tend to keep most of them away, for now, but he's still half-expecting to run into a dragon. If he does, he has a plan... and that is to run away very, very fast. It's served him well before.

Ironically, his Carrier is a dragon, just a baby one. The little spiky lizard hides in the (modified) hood of his uniform, snorting and snoring away, while Belthazar picks his way through the broken branches.]

Ferdinand! Charlene! Yvonne!

[Calling their names helps to find them, right...?

And then he sees one-- how now brown cow, standing in a clearing, munching on some leaves. Belthazar startles into a run and trips but keeps going, which of course makes the cow look up nervously.]

Fear not, I am here to save you!

Comments

[arcanepower]

[It's true. Adra is all hawklike features, but Belthazar is round in everything except his figure. They wear their attitudes differently. Also, a cute button nose is pretty telling as far as genes go. If Belthazar is aware he could be crossing a line, he doesn't care... or he's not aware of it. He doesn't know Gilgamesh from some hobo on the street, and besides, this is personal.]

Three hours. But two of those were spent tracking it through this mud pit--

[His righteous anger is quickly deflating, though. Gil can see right through him.]

Stop trying to change the subject!

[babbylon]

I have only the greatest respect for your father.

[There. Subject addressed, and quite seriously, at that. Gilgamesh looks neither angry nor particularly annoyed; he's giving Belthazar the answer he presumes that he wants, for the sake of moving along. Gilgamesh did not care to dwell on something he saw as trifling when there were other, more pressing matters on the agenda.

Like claiming his colle for a job well done. And getting to know this little firecracker a little bit better.]

Now, if you would have any respect for me, you will aid me in this endeavor so that we might return all the faster to cold drinks and warm beds.

[...that didn't qualify as hitting on his son, did it? No, not at all, he thinks. Just an innocuous invitation, nothing more.]

[arcanepower]

[That touch of seriousness is what Belthazar needs to hear. He relaxes a fraction, enough that he can stop huffing and puffing about the well-intentioned guy stealing his cow. His cow that is someone else's cow that he has been trying to fetch all day, that is.]

... All right.

[Hey, look, that's something.]

What do you want me to do?