text 💎 un: Tohsaka Rin

[defenceless]

If anyone knows how to melt gold, get in contact with me.

[because someone lost her fire powers. yep, that's it. for the most part...

but a brief addition to the message appears a second later.]

If your suggestion is to make something phallic out of it, feel free to still reply. That way I'll know who to mark for execution.

Comments

[defenceless]

If you're talking about Archer, he isn't stupid.

[she's smiling so big.]

He already knows about the gems you gave me, and the lion cub.

[babbylon]

[Resigned sighing. You win this round, harpy.]

You two function almost too well together. How terrifying.

[defenceless]

[she is not a harpy!]

That's right. Don't doubt us.

[babbylon]

I won't.

[He will. Just not in a way that's especially dangerous.]

[defenceless]

[and that will be his downfall.]

Are you going to melt my gold for me, anyway?

[babbylon]

For a price.

[What? You think you get all this shit for free now just because he batted eyelashes and held your hand once? Guuuuurl.]

[defenceless]

I told you no!

[not this, again.]

[babbylon]

Then enjoy your worthless paper weights, woman.

[bye felicia]

1/2

[defenceless]

[it's technically "paperweight" because it is one egg.]

—Wait, wait!

2/2

[defenceless]

What do you want...?

[why is she so flustered?]

[babbylon]

What do you offer?

[defenceless]

Th-That's not how this goes! If you say "for a price", that implies you have a certain price in mind!

[babbylon]

Certainly, but I thought it more polite to hear the lady's opinions first.

[defenceless]

Well...

[she can't deny toying with her like this would be according to king gilgamesh's will.

now, let's see.

what would an egotistical, gold-obsessed, extravagant king want most from a young woman?]

I'll spend an evening with you. Dinner, only. And I'll wear my best.

[babbylon]

[...oh. Well, then.]

You must prize your gold quite highly to make me such a [lopsided] unique exchange.

[defenceless]

[as if he would allow anything other than lopsided.]

It naturally can't happen until this current mission is completed.

Also: no touching.

[babbylon]

I've earned some.

[defenceless]

No. Look but don't touch.

Or else I'll just go to Masamune, and he'll assist me for free.

[babbylon]

Not even to tenderly hold your hand...?

[defenceless]

[]

No.

[babbylon]

[]

You are asking the impossible.

[defenceless]

Fine. Masamune, it is.

[babbylon]

F...

[Come on, Gil.]

Fffffff...

[Hold your ground, Gil, you can't let her win this.]

...f... f... ine.

[Fine what?]

Fine! I agree to your terms, but I won't like them! I refuse to like them! In fact, I refuse to like you at all!

[tsuntsuntsun]

[defenceless]

You liking them has no relevance whatsoever. Don't get a swelled head.

[hmph. he can almost imagine the hair-flip from here.]

As for your refusing to like me, it's good we're on even ground, now. Because I don't like you. Even Archer dislikes me sometimes, it's true.

[babbylon]

Good. Do not even think to wear anything cute. I would hate it.

[Please wear something cute, please wear something cute...]