If only the shirt could blink lights on and off like a marquee, but alas, we've not yet hit that level of shirt technology.
I imagine picking up a rotten bag of apples is an improvement, Zulius.
But I'm not going to say no to tarting Vergil up--yes, yes, you and Sam can pick the colors and pattern since no one trusts me or cares about me, but get him with a boot with a bit of a heel, something long to emphasize the legs and tailored to show the shoulder to waist ratio, plus a good pair of glasses... sometimes a man must simply have his arm candy.
[ even Gilgamesh has been working on making Sampo accept his money so that Gil can Build-the-Bitch that he deserves.
Being a nice, fun person is too much work. Best to be a malignant goblin. Live in a hole, hoard trash. ]
I'm sure.
Would you believe me if I truly said I was fine? [ he holds his arms out as he's inspected, eyebrow raised as Zulius does his up close inspection. ] I've been... fine. My mana is stabilized, my roommate is loving life, everything feels somewhat resumed to normal. The Sword of Damocles no longer hangs over our heads. It does feel like we're simply waiting between crises, so it's hard to relax and go through the motions--but the motions must be gone through.
Gil, Babe, Sweetie, I have light powers. I can make that happen!
That is SO true. He's about as bottom of the barrel as you can get.
Excuse you I trust and care about you, do you want me to GET you? I will GET you, Gil. You know your colour theory like NO ONE. And look at those ideas of yours, chefs kiss. Totes gonna do this next time Scumbag McGee shows up. IDK if I will ever be in a mental headspace to actually interact with him without having a breakdown about it, but I'm sure we can probs swan past him.
[ It's fine, he can turn it into a joke about how badly the guy crushed his heart and how fucking hard one Vergil Vittore had to work for Zulius to be willing to give it to anyone ever again. He has faith in Gil's little project tho- live your dreams, rich man. ]
So glad to hear that about your "roommate". [yes he DID use finger quotes on that one. Just WHO do you think you're fooling? ] I mean, yeah. There's always gonna be some new nonsense to deal with. Just because this one is done with doesn't mean they're gone for good. That's just this city for you.
[Still, he considers the response given, and relents with a nod. ]
Okay. I'll take that. But I've still been worried while you've been playing the avoiding game. You know people will worry about you when you vanish for long periods of time, right? [ A beat.] People with a regular understanding of normal social interactions I mean. Not Vergil.
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I imagine picking up a rotten bag of apples is an improvement, Zulius.
But I'm not going to say no to tarting Vergil up--yes, yes, you and Sam can pick the colors and pattern since no one trusts me or cares about me, but get him with a boot with a bit of a heel, something long to emphasize the legs and tailored to show the shoulder to waist ratio, plus a good pair of glasses... sometimes a man must simply have his arm candy.
[ even Gilgamesh has been working on making Sampo accept his money so that Gil can Build-the-Bitch that he deserves.
Being a nice, fun person is too much work. Best to be a malignant goblin. Live in a hole, hoard trash. ]
I'm sure.
Would you believe me if I truly said I was fine? [ he holds his arms out as he's inspected, eyebrow raised as Zulius does his up close inspection. ] I've been... fine. My mana is stabilized, my roommate is loving life, everything feels somewhat resumed to normal. The Sword of Damocles no longer hangs over our heads. It does feel like we're simply waiting between crises, so it's hard to relax and go through the motions--but the motions must be gone through.
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That is SO true. He's about as bottom of the barrel as you can get.
Excuse you I trust and care about you, do you want me to GET you? I will GET you, Gil. You know your colour theory like NO ONE. And look at those ideas of yours, chefs kiss. Totes gonna do this next time Scumbag McGee shows up. IDK if I will ever be in a mental headspace to actually interact with him without having a breakdown about it, but I'm sure we can probs swan past him.
[ It's fine, he can turn it into a joke about how badly the guy crushed his heart and how fucking hard one Vergil Vittore had to work for Zulius to be willing to give it to anyone ever again. He has faith in Gil's little project tho- live your dreams, rich man. ]
So glad to hear that about your "roommate". [yes he DID use finger quotes on that one. Just WHO do you think you're fooling? ] I mean, yeah. There's always gonna be some new nonsense to deal with. Just because this one is done with doesn't mean they're gone for good. That's just this city for you.
[Still, he considers the response given, and relents with a nod. ]
Okay. I'll take that. But I've still been worried while you've been playing the avoiding game. You know people will worry about you when you vanish for long periods of time, right? [ A beat.] People with a regular understanding of normal social interactions I mean. Not Vergil.