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futurology2016-03-10 11:08 pm
babbylon) wrote in futurology2016-03-10 11:08 pm
video; [KINGOFHEROES]
[Greetings and salutations, comrades of ALASTAIR! The face of a handsome young man opens the feed today, smiling wide and surrounded by lions on his bed. Yes, that's right, lions. Shishi, his mount, sits in the background, with his mate nestled nearby. And atop him, crawling across his legs, over his shoulders, even rubbing at his face, are cubs, golden and white and feisty. They growl and chirp at the jewelry floating just a few feet away, and a particularly brave one bats at it.
Their parents, as well as Gilgamesh himself, look appropriately proud.]
Good day. For those of you who have not had the pleasure of meeting me before, I am Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, and your resident lion tamer. I bred them as a hobby, back in my native Uruk, and so I have once again come into possession of several cubs.
[The cubs themselves appear no more than six weeks old. Gilgamesh has to shift a little to accommodate them, as they are absolutely intent on making the broadcast difficult by shoving their little furry bodies everywhere. Not that it bothers him much—he's laughing under his breath.]
They have all been weaned from their mother and thus are ready for distribution. Alas, I cannot keep so many for myself; I aim to find good homes for them among you all. I do ask you bear in mind these are wild animals at heart, requiring a great degree of time and attention to train.
[Though you'd never know it, seeming so harmless, so adorable.. After a time, Gilgamesh surrenders, and gets swallowed up by their insistent pawing.]
They are not... just... housecats to sit on a shelf and... w-wait, do not touch it...!
[The necklace goes flying down the hall as a mischievous cub bounds after it. Gilgamesh will snatch it back... eventually.]
(( All lions have now found loving homes! Thanks for the interest, everyone! ))
Their parents, as well as Gilgamesh himself, look appropriately proud.]
Good day. For those of you who have not had the pleasure of meeting me before, I am Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, and your resident lion tamer. I bred them as a hobby, back in my native Uruk, and so I have once again come into possession of several cubs.
[The cubs themselves appear no more than six weeks old. Gilgamesh has to shift a little to accommodate them, as they are absolutely intent on making the broadcast difficult by shoving their little furry bodies everywhere. Not that it bothers him much—he's laughing under his breath.]
They have all been weaned from their mother and thus are ready for distribution. Alas, I cannot keep so many for myself; I aim to find good homes for them among you all. I do ask you bear in mind these are wild animals at heart, requiring a great degree of time and attention to train.
[Though you'd never know it, seeming so harmless, so adorable.. After a time, Gilgamesh surrenders, and gets swallowed up by their insistent pawing.]
They are not... just... housecats to sit on a shelf and... w-wait, do not touch it...!
[The necklace goes flying down the hall as a mischievous cub bounds after it. Gilgamesh will snatch it back... eventually.]
(( All lions have now found loving homes! Thanks for the interest, everyone! ))
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How do you know of that?
[Would they?]
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And in all honesty, he doesn't care if she's manufacturing weapons or conjuring pixie dust. It's not his business to judge how she applies herself.]
Does it matter?
[He remains cryptic. Tight-lipped. Cold. Perhaps this was the side of himself he specifically warned against.]
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Out of sight, her fists are clenched and knuckles white, shaking in a burst of fear and anger as he simply plays with the lion cubs.]
Considering it means someone may have potentially stolen of my magic- it matters.
[She wished she could believe it was something he had discovered on his own- but. She had never let him anywhere near those papers.]
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[Now he's just being pedantic. Plodding around the crux of the issue. Not because he particularly desires to protect Masamune's honor, but because Gilgamesh had little interest, little investment, and thus little reason to involve himself. In this way, he was truly selfish to the core.
In this way, he flaunts his earnest nature as a man who saw the danger she held in her hands, and let her go on with it regardless.]
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[Her own tone is hardening in response- not even at him, because that would imply she felt betrayed by Gilgamesh. And for all her fascination, she had never considered him a charitable or good person at his core. There was nothing to be disappointed for there.
Elsewhere, though...]
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You would hunt them, but you would be foolish to do so. It does not change the course you've taken.
[He's scolding her ahead of time, as she's all but transparent in her aggravation. That and he's also not particularly interested in this getting back to the suspect in question, assuming he's astute enough to figure it out. He might or might not be, but fussy dragons make for bad bedmates.]
The world will know of your actions soon enough. And what then? Will you still cry foul, when you are forced to face the truth?
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[Even beyond the ultimate magic... Every witch had their secrets, the formulas passed down, the potions and recipes they taught only to their closest apprentices, their successors- and she had yet to choose such a person. What he says is not something she can run from, and she doesn't try, not really, pointing haughtily at her temple.]
The formula to SuLIN will die with me, but that does not mean another will not follow what was left behind and seek to create it again. By that time, I will have found a cure- some way to combat it!
[The desperation beneath her tone though gives away that this... This is the most important thing, the only thing she had to do, was willing to die for, to kill for. An attempt to erase the ignorant sin she had committed when she'd been tricked into making it in the first place.]
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[Gilgamesh addresses her as an elder. She can do as she pleases, however she pleases with whomever she pleases, but he won't have her flying completely off the rails. Callous he may be, watching her passion consume her to the point of insanity would not please him in the slightest.
This was the same man who held her, who put ribbons in her hair. To say he's entirely without concern wouldn't be true, either.]
Temper yourself. This is not cause for rage. The one responsible...
[Hold your breath, Masamune. This could be the end of you.]
They would surely weep to see you fall into the pits of desperation and discord.
[...or maybe not. It looks like Gilgamesh really isn't giving him up.]
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Is she enraged? She feels hurt, and angry, and still largely shocked- but it hasn't quite hit yet, not all of it. But she's not far gone enough not to listen, to heed-]
And did they weep to betray my trust and my secrets to you?
[To scratch Sebastian off her list of suspects. Demons weren't the crying kind.]
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[What more can he say? If still she feels no sympathy, she will never.]
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[But rather than go to do that, she keeps staring at Gilgamesh.
Waiting to see if he will name them. If the use he has for whichever one he is protecting is greater than the regard he has for her.]
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[Still not talking. But he at least appears to have surrendered in another sense, shrugging his shoulders and sighing in mock defeat... ironically much like a cat rolling over and exposing its stomach.]
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It's difficult to keep hold of the anger and betrayal she feels when the person in front of her is so relaxed, and it leaves her wanting. Wanting for ways to stay angry- and that doesn't even begin to address that now Gilgamesh knew her secret as well.]
I have no reason to have it out with you unless you too decide to discuss my work with others.
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I have lived among magi for many years. Your strength lies in your ability to collaborate, not toil all by your lonesome. Have you perhaps considered that, if it were no longer a secret, others would be able to assist, and you would achieve a breakthrough all the faster?
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[She smiles, but it was a twisted, sick sort of thing.]
If it were known that I created with these hands a poison that seeps in to the lungs of man and burns them from within until they die screaming? That I begat a thing whose only purpose is to kill en masse faster and more efficiently than any soldier could?
[She doesn't even want to know it herself- nor see the looks in the eyes of others who knew what she'd done.]
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[If she was seeking comfort or sympathy, she will not find it. The reality of it does not even faze him.]
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[Just because someone had killed more than you didn't make you not a murderer.]
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[Spoken in a fashion that will entertain no argument. She would be very, very foolish to try.]
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[To her, it wasn't an excuse. It was a wrong she would spend her whole life attempting to make right.]
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[He has said his piece on the matter. She will have to connect the rest of the dots for herself.]
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Sieglinde doesn't reply, biting into her bottom lip before she leaves.
She has some questions to ask.]