#v.hgw.master

[regalius]

“I’m not being cryptic, I’m being coy.”

meme || accepting || @ardenssolis.

               « 神秘 » Only upon hearing their comment did Gilgamesh realise how absolutely hilarious it was. So much so he had to close his eyes and raise a hand, to cover the smile and distinct signs of amusement in his features. There was nothing funny about describing the Pharaoh as cryptic or coy, however the act of hearing they themselves state such a thing, was unquestionably entertaining. While he didn’t expect the same from Ozymandias, Gilgamesh had been truthful with them all this time, and generally felt as if they had returned the gesture. He did enjoy their honesty on most matters, a trait he admired in an individual, especially in a ruler.

              “Since when did we keep secrets from each other, Ramses?”

             False Dejection laced within an otherwise neutral tone. The usual shine in crimsons obscured, a sign that there was something bothering him. Nevertheless, it didn’t take long for the cracks in his act to show; each slow blink bringing him closer to the moment a light laugh spilled from his lips. So much for teasing them a little.

             “That’s rather adorable coming from you.”

             It may be his loss, but who said Gilgamesh wasn’t going to have the final say.

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continued. || @warcrowned.

               « 神秘 » It was only upon registering her stern tone, does he realise that he had not approached the issue in a suitable manner. Her response wasn’t unreasonable. However, even for someone of his age and wisdom, he hadn’t been certain how to approach this topic. There was more than just their relationship on the line.

              “Penthesilea.”

              Tone calm, contrary to hers and his previous actions.

              “Archer, the one whose assault we withstood the other day, I believe she’s the one you’re looking for.”

              Although he had only seen their assailant’s silhouette that evening, Gilgamesh had been able to discern their true name. While the ability to peak at a Servant’s parameters was an ability granted to all Masters, he was able to do one better. Except for those with special circumstances or have had Mad Enhancement cast upon them, Gilgamesh was capable of seeing their true name, be it of the heroic spirit he had invited or one summoned by another. A side-effect of holding a Holy Grail in his possession. He had no interest in exploiting a heroic spirit’s weakness from knowing their true name so he had not thought much of it until now. 

            Not until he discovered Archer’s true name.

            A name he had heard from the Queen not so long ago.

                                    Hippolyta.

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continued. || @shieldofsteel.

               « 神秘 » A good minute of hearty laughter follows their reply. Gilgamesh had known they were proud and righteous, and yet he couldn’t suppress his amusement. It was delightful to see how genuine their words were, indescribably so. Despite his initial reaction, he does gaze upon their form with hints of adoration in his eyes. Their innocence, however foolish it may be, something he’d treasure.

              “Your confidence is commendable, Saber, but do not let it cloud your vision. The Grail is not worth losing sight of your true self over. A loss is not the end of the road, for I will not let you fall. I do not wholeheartedly seek the Grail, but if you do I will support you, as long as you remain faithful to your own values.”

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@conqucror.

               « 神秘 » “...”

              It was exceedingly rare for Gilgamesh to find himself short of words. He had lived thousands of years, seen the rise and fall of many civilisations, and even then he could still count the number of times he was unable to think of proper words with one hand. Yet, when presented with the scene before him, he was exactly that, speechless.

              “Rider, why is there a horse in my club?”

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@searching-mage.

               « 神秘 » “It appears you are quite capable, Caster.”

              Amusement still present in scarlet hues as their physical form appears beside him. 

              The first of many battles in this War now drawn to a close as light peaks over the horizon. Although their opponent had not been eliminated, Gilgamesh had been given a clear look how the heroic spirit he invited into this era fared in battle. While he still lacked comprehensive knowledge about them, it wouldn’t be incorrect to say that there would be no outstanding issues.

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@shinsensaber.

               « 神秘 » This wasn’t the first time he had caught Saber coughing. While worry was not accurate, he was willing to offer her something to ease the condition. It was within his capabilities to do so and there was no reason not to. It takes a few minutes of browsing through an ancient tome, some golden ripples in the air ( from utilising the Gate of Babylon ) before a glass filled with a pale blue liquid is set down on the counter in front of her.

              “Here, drink this.”

              A glass filled with a pale blue liquid is set down on the counter in front of her It’s not a cure of any kind, but it should offer her some momentary relief for the next few hours at least.

              Maybe.

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@ardenssolis.

                « 神秘 » “What is it, Rider?”

                Crimsons meeting their gaze, the hint of surprise in them moments earlier quickly disappearing. 

                Frankly, Gilgamesh was not used to being in another’s presence in his own residence. It had become a habit for him to take strolls outside, in a form different to that of his usual one, one of a cat. It was convenient. And thus, when it came to returning to his original form once home, he had done so without any hesitation. Even though nowadays another individual was also present and had very likely just witnessed him shifting.

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continued. || @warcrowned.

               « 神秘 » A peaceful evening for the two of them was not at all rare, despite their participation in a Holy Grail War. Her prowess had proved far greater than that of one opponent already and Gilgamesh was in no rush to close the curtains to this event yet. Or rather, he was far too curious about the Queen he had called upon to end things now. However, her query does come unexpectedly.

              “I have no wish, at least not one that has yet to be granted. A wish is something one desires, and as difficult as some may find it, they are possible to make reality with your own strength.”

              Although he knew that his statement was only true when applied to himself, one of unparalleled heritage, he wasn’t fond of the ridiculous illusions some magi possessed. One could say he didn’t dream big, but then and again, he had seen and learnt much during the past thousands of years.

              “Tell me, what is your wish, Rider?”