I'm simply curious as to how you're going to get out without getting Vergil on the backswing, but I'm sure you can text me with tales of your exploits.
Or he'll come in to tell me about the strange teenager storming through his stuff.
Some beings appear to be children to get a one-up on their prey. Do you not read mythos and legend?
He wandered into the shop while I was taking care of a different section. Figured he came in, like most others, to look at my collection. When I went to check on him, he'd disappeared.
I had thought he wandered in here by accident after touching the 'do not touch' teapot.
[ as if to illustrate, Gilgamesh opens a portal into his Gate, pulling the King's Wine in its lovely golden jug out. ]
Who knows what powers you have?
Anyway, Vergil, the boy's creating a new application for the city that's not under the control of the current coterie of fools. [ running a distraction, like a good financial backer. ]
Only if you have it set to do that. There'll be chimes and ringtones, yeah, but I plan on putting in a "silence most alerts" option. Eventually it'll have my gate scanning app built in and you won't be able to turn that alert off.
[ he's gonna pour two cups of wine for himself and Vittore, and kind of pause and study Yuuki for a moment before holding one out to him, questioningly? while he wiggles the other at Vittore. ]
Now, knowing about new gates is something I'd like to be alerted for--but I don't care about the contemptuous man who can barely muscle through his displeasure for his work every month or that damned ringtone. That's already an improvement.
[ well now he's interested too. he crosses his arms. ]
A vast improvement.
Fine. If that is the reason why he is here, I will overlook sneaking around my territory.
[ he's going to take the wine. ]
I am going to suppose you are getting your funding from him. Good. He wastes his money on everything, this can be something good to do with it that isn't buying gold couches that you cannot sit on.
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[The normin on the Pod, who's been listening this entire time, sighs.]
And what's your name, kind sir?
[YUUKI YOU NEVER ASKED THE MAN'S NAME]
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Gilgamesh. Gil for short.
[ tbf he didn't offer his name back either so they're both maladjusted weirdos. ]
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Got it. Like I said, I'll be back by the end of the week with your Pokemon. Any other questions?
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Or he'll come in to tell me about the strange teenager storming through his stuff.
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My hoodie's enchanted.
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Question is, is your hoodie stronger than my blade.
[ vergil's just been hanging out in the doorway
to the left
like
for the last four minutes. Listening. arms crossed. ]
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[Yeah, Yuuki just about falls off the couch in shock. Maru just looks up, curious.]
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did Vergil sense it on his own
jury's out ]
I think threatening to filet a teenager is overkill, Vittore.
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He wandered into the shop while I was taking care of a different section. Figured he came in, like most others, to look at my collection.
When I went to check on him, he'd disappeared.
I had thought he wandered in here by accident after touching the 'do not touch' teapot.
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[Fuck his heart--]
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Oh, neither. He doesn't like people touching his stuff. He was definitely worried you were helping yourself to the displays.
[ cheerfully! ]
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If you had stolen any of my things, your safety might have been an issue.
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[ as if to illustrate, Gilgamesh opens a portal into his Gate, pulling the King's Wine in its lovely golden jug out. ]
Who knows what powers you have?
Anyway, Vergil, the boy's creating a new application for the city that's not under the control of the current coterie of fools. [ running a distraction, like a good financial backer. ]
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Not important now.
You're making a new text chat tool?
...
Will it ring irritatingly until I answer?
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Now, knowing about new gates is something I'd like to be alerted for--but I don't care about the contemptuous man who can barely muscle through his displeasure for his work every month or that damned ringtone. That's already an improvement.
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[ well now he's interested too. he crosses his arms. ]
A vast improvement.
Fine. If that is the reason why he is here, I will overlook sneaking around my territory.
[ he's going to take the wine. ]
I am going to suppose you are getting your funding from him.
Good.
He wastes his money on everything, this can be something good to do with it that isn't buying gold couches that you cannot sit on.
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That's the plan. I need to get him a Pokemon, and apparently if it's interesting enough he'll fund POKEGO.
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At least the little pink child with a weapon likes my gold couches.
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Need I remind you I have a crow creature who constantly hides away some of my silver jewelry and then tries to tell me it's for 'safekeeping'.
...
Bring him something that won't make a mess of his house, at least.
This place is a child-unfriendly trap.
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[Just saying.]
I'll try. I can't make any promises, though.
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[ the dial-up noises as he comes to a realization about many things. ]
Next you'll tell me Dante's terrifying dog isn't just some sort of Ovtcharka.
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...
And Dante's dog is also one. I did not inquire the name, the dog does not bother me.
And very well. That is your expertise, not mine, Mr. App Maker.
Best of luck to you.
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[Corvisquires are favorite prey of Tinkatons, after all. He picks up Chibi and just puts her in the front pocket of his bag. No wandering.]
I'll send over the Pokedex when I catch your Pokemon, Gil, so you can learn about whatever it ends up being.
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