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[closed] I want, I want, I want...
Who: Gilgamesh and Hakuno
When: Shortly before the dungeon.
Where: Caissa
What: Master and Servant go on their very first date together! Hopefully it's not a complete disaster...
Rating:Probably general audiences nah it's pretty PG-13 after that boobgrab.
[Dates weren't exactly an everyday occurrence for Gilgamesh—at least not planned ones, his outings as King were far more demanding and, uh, compulsory—but he's fallen into stride with them easily enough here. He actually didn't have any swimwear prior to Hakuno's suggestion of a pool, so he's picked up a simple pair of patterned golden shorts and matching sandals for that very purpose before heading out to meet her by her door.
Of course, that's all he's wearing by the time he arrives, but it's nothing she hasn't seen in the past. He greets her with a friendly wave and a big grin, and if there's any sign of tension from their previous conversation, as always it has all but evaporated.]
There you are, girl! I presume you almost ready for our grand undertaking?
[...never mind it being a date. Now it's a grand undertaking.]
When: Shortly before the dungeon.
Where: Caissa
What: Master and Servant go on their very first date together! Hopefully it's not a complete disaster...
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[Dates weren't exactly an everyday occurrence for Gilgamesh—at least not planned ones, his outings as King were far more demanding and, uh, compulsory—but he's fallen into stride with them easily enough here. He actually didn't have any swimwear prior to Hakuno's suggestion of a pool, so he's picked up a simple pair of patterned golden shorts and matching sandals for that very purpose before heading out to meet her by her door.
Of course, that's all he's wearing by the time he arrives, but it's nothing she hasn't seen in the past. He greets her with a friendly wave and a big grin, and if there's any sign of tension from their previous conversation, as always it has all but evaporated.]
There you are, girl! I presume you almost ready for our grand undertaking?
[...never mind it being a date. Now it's a grand undertaking.]

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belatedly realizes they should've have food several tags ago so HANDWAVES
I would certainly hope not. For his sake.
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[Hakuno nibbles a macaroon with much more enthusiasm.]
Are there any other Masters I need to worry about if they show up, out of curiosity?
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[Gods help him if he should ever arrive. He'd get it even worse than Kirei.]
Rin's father... as well as the man that would've sentenced me to death to reach his precious Root.
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Mostly he's just a fool. And a dull one, at that.
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[Gilgamesh takes this opportunity to bury himself in pastrami, as an excuse to just listen rather than speak.]
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[Hakuno drops her gaze to the tabletop, nibbling a bit more slowly.]
She, um, is... very... confident? She seems like she thinks it's really important for me to learn how to be a real, living girl, and I appreciate the effort, I do. I think, with some effort, we could call each other friends. It's fun, spending time with her. She just... seems to have a tendency of getting thoughtlessly physical, sometimes.
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She's rather cute, isn't she? Easily flustered. However, she's also surprisingly tenacious.
[And bullheaded, and stubborn, and a number of other things. He didn't dislike her, not exactly, but it's hard not to make comparisons with her father. It's also hard to get along with someone who rejected your offer of a truce outright, but he's not mentioning that.]
I believe her an individual worth keeping an eye on. I approve of your interactions with her, so continue on with them.
[More like continue on with them so I can leech information.]
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[Hakuno drops her face into her hands, muttering to herself.]
Exactly what part of her is? And... compared to that, with what she's done, what does that make me...?
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[Hakuno, please. Stop walking into these traps.]
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So feisty. You are cute when you've worked yourself into a huff.
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[She grumbles, but she catches the macaroon and bites into it. Sulkily.]
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Hakuno, I would ask you something. Something... personal.
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[Who knows where this could end up going.]
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[...well, that seemed rather innocuous. Suspiciously so.]
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[She... doesn't understand why that's 'personal', aside from the fact that maybe he wanted privacy for further reminiscing.]
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[That. That was why it's personal.]
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[Her brows slowly knit together, the implication warring with what she knows—thinks—is immutable truth.]
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For... the purposes of... fornication...
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[Has she... finally gotten it?]
Don't worry, I don't have expectations like that. I knew it wasn't that kind of date already.
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No. Certainly not. What a ludicrous suggestion, I cannot even believe it came out of my own mouth.
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