Oh, damn, vexatious beast, LOVE that. I am SO getting that bedazzled onto a shirt! And tbh I have MINIMAL enemies. It's pretty much just my ex and he's like, the worst person alive without any capacity for basic human empathy anyway, so!
[ Still mad at Legally Distinct Splendib for breaking his heart? Him? ALWAYS. ]
He will not stop caring. Gil is going to have to suck it up and be a people. Worse, still, he has to be a people who's cared for by other people. Shocking. The Horror.
I still wanna see that for myself, so yes, THANK you. Do you want me to bring Verg too or are you guys gonna circle him like an angry cat until you're ready to talk to him again?
I expect it to be in gold and red with white highlights. I demand some influence if I'm to be used as inspiration.
Your ex will be in immense trouble if he ever shows his hide where the rest of the cityh can see.
[ fuck that guy.
You could care like 10% less. It's not gonna hurt anything, really. ]
I'm not the one circling Vergil like a jilted lover; he's the one avoiding the rooms I'm in and making the air stifling with his brooding. If you want a quick and productive conversation, it'd be better to leave him to his centuries old coins.
[ and Gil will make his way back to the portal so he's within spotting distance of it, anticipatory of his visit. ]
You bet I can toes do that. You'll get full credit for it when people ask about it.
You missed him in like, July. His nephew goes to college here so he shows his skank ass around sometimes.
[ Will he ever point the guy directly out? Probably not! Much as he HATES his ex, he knows that the guy being identified will end in his horrible death and Zulius probably shouldn't let him get murdered. Probably.
No. He shall not. ]
Siiiiiiigh. Okay, that'll be a hurdle for another day. I can't put down ALL the fires. Hold tight, I'll be there ASAP.
[And it's not long after that the Zebrataur appears in his usual glittery flash of teleportation magic, right in front of the portal. He spots Gil and trots over. ]
I expect a tiny postscript; quote attribution is important, after all. My name should also be bedazzled.
You really should tell us when he's around so I can badger Vittore into leather pants and something showing a little chest. Surely you've upgraded with the muscular half-devil antiquarian who speaks Italian and isn't a massive backstabbing diva.
[ but Zuliussss it'd be funnnn don't be a good personnnn be a fun personnnn ]
It's fine, Zulius. He'll speak if he wants to. [ not when.
Gil's not left perched on a convenient stump for long, standing with a smooth motion as he walks towards the rainbows of glittery fabulousness, hand resting on his hip as he lazily stands for inspection. ]
This, I can do for you. And natch! Like your name could be ANY other way.
You know what? I have upgraded. By a LOT. And I am very tempted by the idea of Verg in an outfit like that. Hmm. Yup. Liking that mental image. Also, he can just BE in leather pants sometimes. I would be very okay with that. And showing some chest. Sometimes I want a lil' treat. But it WOULD be kinda nice to rub his nasty little face into how much better I got after him.
[ You can be both Gilgamesh!!! ]
WHEN. It'll happen.
[ That's stated with the certainty of someone who will make it happen, if it doesn't happen naturally.
He'll do a little circular trot around his friend, making sure he really IS okay- he does at least seem to pass physical inspection. Mental and emotional are other matters. Zulius folds his arms with a dramatic sigh.]
Boooo no fun. Okaaaaaaay. So, genuinely how are you doing? [ He raises a finger. ] No flippant responses allowed.
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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[ Still mad at Legally Distinct Splendib for breaking his heart? Him? ALWAYS. ]
He will not stop caring. Gil is going to have to suck it up and be a people. Worse, still, he has to be a people who's cared for by other people. Shocking. The Horror.
I still wanna see that for myself, so yes, THANK you. Do you want me to bring Verg too or are you guys gonna circle him like an angry cat until you're ready to talk to him again?
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Your ex will be in immense trouble if he ever shows his hide where the rest of the cityh can see.
[ fuck that guy.
You could care like 10% less. It's not gonna hurt anything, really. ]
I'm not the one circling Vergil like a jilted lover; he's the one avoiding the rooms I'm in and making the air stifling with his brooding. If you want a quick and productive conversation, it'd be better to leave him to his centuries old coins.
[ and Gil will make his way back to the portal so he's within spotting distance of it, anticipatory of his visit. ]
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You missed him in like, July. His nephew goes to college here so he shows his skank ass around sometimes.
[ Will he ever point the guy directly out? Probably not! Much as he HATES his ex, he knows that the guy being identified will end in his horrible death and Zulius probably shouldn't let him get murdered. Probably.
No. He shall not. ]
Siiiiiiigh. Okay, that'll be a hurdle for another day. I can't put down ALL the fires. Hold tight, I'll be there ASAP.
[And it's not long after that the Zebrataur appears in his usual glittery flash of teleportation magic, right in front of the portal. He spots Gil and trots over. ]
So~ Quick and productive, huh?
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You really should tell us when he's around so I can badger Vittore into leather pants and something showing a little chest. Surely you've upgraded with the muscular half-devil antiquarian who speaks Italian and isn't a massive backstabbing diva.
[ but Zuliussss
it'd be funnnn
don't be a good personnnn
be a fun personnnn ]
It's fine, Zulius. He'll speak if he wants to. [ not when.
Gil's not left perched on a convenient stump for long, standing with a smooth motion as he walks towards the rainbows of glittery fabulousness, hand resting on his hip as he lazily stands for inspection. ]
Quick and productive. No more, no less.
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You know what? I have upgraded. By a LOT. And I am very tempted by the idea of Verg in an outfit like that. Hmm. Yup. Liking that mental image. Also, he can just BE in leather pants sometimes. I would be very okay with that. And showing some chest. Sometimes I want a lil' treat. But it WOULD be kinda nice to rub his nasty little face into how much better I got after him.
[ You can be both Gilgamesh!!! ]
WHEN. It'll happen.
[ That's stated with the certainty of someone who will make it happen, if it doesn't happen naturally.
He'll do a little circular trot around his friend, making sure he really IS okay- he does at least seem to pass physical inspection. Mental and emotional are other matters. Zulius folds his arms with a dramatic sigh.]
Boooo no fun. Okaaaaaaay. So, genuinely how are you doing? [ He raises a finger. ] No flippant responses allowed.
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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.