[ic inbox] - Kaisou

[throwmoreswords]

You'd ought have a good reason for calling upon me directly, Mongrel.
State your case and don't bore me--or there may be consequences.

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[illucesco]

[Another picture of Fluvius staring sadly off into the distance, his eyes welling up with unshed tears.

The otter is really good at crying on cue.]

i didn’t give it to you, i said i’d want it back. i’m following through.

i have another weapon you might like better.

[throwmoreswords]

[ bastardous and ingenious--what a good feature for an otter to have

one can almost hear the Sarah McLachlan ]

you threw it at me while being annoying and hazardous in my house, therefore, it's mine by rights.

you're really going to have to have something good for me to even begin to care.

[illucesco]

i wasn’t trying to throw it at you, i was trying to warp away from you.

it’s called the storm lance. it’s a magically electrified weapon, essentially, and a piece of a world that no longer exists except in my and another’s fuzzy memories. it’s also a lot more expensive than my sword—i vaguely remember taking a risky daemon hunt just to buy it.

[throwmoreswords]

likely story

... I will consider your offer. if this lance is less impressive in person than how you've sold it here, I'm chucking you off the edge of the island.

[ but at last, the sound of movement in the room. ]

[illucesco]

do you think you’re talking to sam? everything i’ve said about it is true.

[Sure enough, once the door opens, Fluvius strolls right on inside with a cheery whistle, munching on the berry he got as a reward for putting his acting skills to good use. Noctis waves a hello, then summons up the Storm Lance from the Armiger, the weapon appearing in a shower of blue sparks.

It’s very impressive-looking, finely-wrought with the sort of high-quality metal that just doesn’t exist anymore. It also looks as if it’s seen some use in its time, and been carefully maintained by someone who knew how to take care of his weapons. Lightning crackles along it even when it’s held at rest, pointed away from Gil.]

I’d like my sword back first. [stated mildly, but firmly.]

[throwmoreswords]

who's to say you didn't learn a few tricks at his knee? you slept like the dead, but surely you occupied your time with observation now and then.

[ he's dressed at least--still wearing enough gold to be obnoxious, and giving Fluvius a bemused little look as he comes a-trotting in, looking up to his master with a wry smirk. ]

Rather like that. I imagine he didn't come equipped with that particular collection of behaviors~

[ he'll watch with some interest as the lance comes to light, hand coming up to his chin as he tries not to look too keen on the piece. ]

What? Won't even let me see if I like how it feels in hand? Or whether or not you're just playing things up until it's too late for me to back out of the deal, and I'm left holding the bag on a mere prop that you've dolled up?

[illucesco]

Fluvius is a lot smarter than you’re giving him credit for. He figured out how to search for videos on YouTube.

[Which, for a little guy who can only say one word over and over and only really comes up to Noctis’s knee when he tries to seem taller, is very impressive.

He shakes his head.]

How do I know you’re not just going to shove the lance somewhere and forget to hand my sword over? [Leaning on the lance a bit, looking Gil right in the eye.] You’ve been friends with Sam a while. For all I know he taught you a few tricks too.

[He pauses.]

Show me the sword, and I’ll hand the lance over to you so you can test it out. I give you my word everything I’ve said about it is true.