[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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[ and for a moment, Gilgamesh just basks in the pleasure of Sampo's laughter--of watching the tension shake from the man in his raucous laughter, shifting to settle into more of a sprawl as the man gives up on having bones and puts his cheese plate on top of Gil's expensive laptop, audacious as anything.

he smirks, letting his hand rest on the back of Sampo's head as the man finally blurts at least some of his problem, letting that sudden rush of freedom swing between the pair of them, letting it have the levity it deserved.

and then he's going for it from the top rope with a steel chair. ]

I suppose making a cuckold of me is a fair enough trade for your peace of mind; was it at least one of the handsome ones? It'll be easier to pass the babe as my child if it's at least got facial symmetry and a regular amount of eyes.

[ as he strokes his fingers through Sampo's hair, letting his nails drag lightly over his scalp. ]

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[ ...and because gil KEEPS GOING on the bit, Sampo's not going to have but a minute to let go of the laughter that's getting his ribs shaking.

He was stupid for being worried about talking about all of this, of course Gil was going to take it easily, and with amusement... ]

Venti and Zhongli. From what I've been told, they're gods. And I very much believe in 'gods' in human skin, before you ask--I've been to enough worlds and seen enough things to be convinced of something like that, no problem.

...

And both of them are very pretty if you ask me, so don't worry. Symmetry is preserved!

[ don't mind if he just
curls in a little towards that hand that's offering even the barest amount of comfort. he doesn't super need it rn or anything. ]

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[ and he is terribly pleased with himself as Sampo wheezes his way to being able to speak again, running his fingers through the man's hair at a lazy, back and forth pace.

Sampo manages words, finally, and Gil listens attentively--eyes glinting when the names come up, smirk still not having left his lips. as if this whole admission is just... easy. correct. how it should be. as if Sampo hasn't rolled his boulder up the hill and gotten it to stick somehow. ]

Ah, I'm familiar with Mr. Zhongli. He's like a father to Vergil. [ ... and his expression flicks towards wicked again, as he shifts to roll them--to put Sampo beneath him and stretch out on him like the great cat he'd already been compared to, companionably boxing Sam in with his arms. ]

You know, the tyrant king of the Epic was said to be two-thirds god himself. Some people speculate that since his father, Lugalbanda, was elevated to godhood to be worthy of the goddess of wild cows, Ninsun, it made Gilgamesh only a third human--others say that Anu had a hand in Gilgamesh's conception, and therefore, since the man was born of two gods and a human, he was two-thirds god, one third human.

[ it's an easy way to flex that you could be divine yourself, if you so cared for it--but Gilgamesh doesn't. he has no stake in gods, divinity, or a power greater than himself. ]

So congratulations on bringing another freak baby into the world. Hopefully they have your sense for money, and not Mr. Zhongli's.