kaisou | [treasure 7] and i'm feelin' like a ghost, and it's what i hate the most

WHO: Gilgamesh + the network
WHERE: the network and maybe Gilgamesh's Serenitea pot at Vergil's house if ya'll wanna swing by?
WHEN: February 1st
WHAT: sometimes, the ghost of you is more present than ever and you have a couple of good things and one really alarming thing to address.

un; AUO, voice post; network

Rejoice, mongrels, for the Wakawaka Zabuun waterpark will be open in a mere two weeks time! It's amazing what you can get done with monetary grease to both the modern workforce and the wheels of bureaucracy! What better place to enjoy a day with your loved ones than in a fully heated, fully functional tropical paradise away from anything tropic? Vergil Vittore's previously informed me that I could 'afford to be less of a skinflint miser' and I suppose I will consider granting VIP passes to the users of this particular application if you ask politely enough.

Secondly! Zulius, ever a visionary and genius ahead of his time, has stumbled upon the concept of a Kaisou Calendar for charity. As he's either announced or will announce, I didn't care enough to check, if you're over the age of 18 and willing to show a little skin for a good cause, feel free to contact either of us. There will be a men's and women's edition; I've seen what you people get horny about. Your taste is impeccable, even if most of your vibes are rancid.

[ he sounds so cheerful, and then he's silent.

there's a long pause, as if Gilgamesh forgot to stop recording his voice. there's a few chirpy beeps, and then he starts speaking again--but it sounds a lot more. stressed? not even slightly resembling his beginning boomingly playful tone, spoken at a normal person level of voice. like he's being held hostage in his own voice post. it appears Goldie has applied a filter to keep certain zealous eyes off of whatever else is happening in his Livejournal entry. ]

And now that most people have dispersed, my body has completely disappeared. Are dreams about whales portentous? [ he's trying to channel bemused ease, but it's probably not working. ] So, I don't have a physical presence anymore, and I feel oddly... floaty. I don't know how to get out of my teapot--it feels strange and staticky when I try, like I might get swept up into whatever magic makes the transition happen and fail to come out on the other end. I've passed through the walls of my house several times and it gets no less jarring each time it happens.

Any information regarding rampant curses or unexpected magic would be appreciated.

... I do have a more focused suspicion as to what my sudden weight loss might be attributed to, but I'd rather not entertain that right now if there's some plague of de-materialization sweeping the city. It would be. Bothersome.

... thank you for your time. I suppose.

Why must this be so difficult to end--

[ how do you poke the off button when you don't have hands?? slam your spirit against it until electricity does something and you're left in eerie, uncomfortable silence, feeling odd and fallen apart. do they make gloves that let incorporeal fingers work swipe lockscreens? ]

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[ ... okay, that might be worth the energy to give a sigh of relief, something shuddering out of him. it feels a little less. hopeless? that he could tolerate someone else's proverbial rule if the end result was killing them for the insult. ]

I see. Is there anything else you think I should be concerned of, academically?

[Given a second or two to think:]

I don't know your exact parameters, but I'd caution you against exerting yourself with overuse of magic. Depending on the Master's mana capacity, that alone might kill them from mana deprivation, risk your existence, or both at once.

[ well, that's concerning. thanks for the worry unlock, prof. ]

And if my whole being is magic, what would cause... overuse?

[ a pause. considering. ]

Is that what powers the red sword from my memories?

...

[The brief silence that followed was very uneasy, and when Waver answered it was with a strained and anxious note.]

Yes. Generally, whatever powers a Servant utilizes in combat is the primary usage of energy. But a Servant's most powerful ability--their Noble Phantasm--is more often than not their single largest drain of magical reserves.

[ what an interesting shift of tone. if Gilgamesh were playing with Waver, he'd capitalize on that, but alas. he's ever self-concerned. ]

I see. And since you've called me by the title I've heard before in my memories [ oops, he noticed ] do you have some knowledge of what I need to be wary of?

...What you mentioned is called Ea, Sword of Rupture. Your--no, the King of Heroes' Noble Phantasm is called Enuma Elish; the Star of Creation which rends heaven and earth. An unfathomable vortex of primordial power. The only thing likely stopping it from turning an entire city--or even the planet--to glass, dust, and obsidian is the already astronomically high limits of a Servant vessel.

[ the familiarity that races through the ghosts of his bones aches. he thinks of the artifact that started this whole spiral, once, and feigns a breath that he doesn't need to take for the simple pleasure of pretending to be human for a few moments more. ]

I see. And outside of this world-rending power, what else is a Servant supposed to be capable of? Why bother with the whole mess? My memories are patchwork, fragmented things, and the King seemed... disinterested in the process, aside from the human aspect of it all.

[ the suffering, he liked the suffering. ]

He was...strange. Nothing personal.

[It wasn't necessarily fair to consider this Gilgamesh and the one he knew to be the same; he'd realized that already. That didn't make it easy to remember, and it was harder still to enforce when listening to him talk.]

I can't say I understand what Archer sought to gain. We only spoke at any length once, years ago. As you say, his focus was on the human aspect as far as I was ever able to tell. But then again, it isn't necessarily as though a given Heroic Spirit can choose to be summoned or not--despite what he probably told himself.

[It would have been very like him, Waver thought, to be convinced even his manifestation was done of his own will.]

I've no love or loathing for him. He was whatever he was, and I am whoever I am.

[ nobody thinks another Gilgamesh is more of a fucker than Gilgamesh babygirl it's okay. the king's beef is eternal. ]

The fragments of him blend together, so I cannot offer you much more than that--but from what specters of his desires I've seen in myself, the human aspect was the most important part. An eternal duty, turned into a singular fascination--to the point where it became comically shortsighted and turned back around into pointless farce. What an irritating creature.

[ Hakuno could give both of them 2d10 psychic damage at the drop of a hat couldn't she. ]

... and so that's it. Swallow my pride and tolerate a yoke, or disappear and be unremarked upon. What a joke. The universe is a funny thing.

That lines up with what little I knew of him. A difficult person to say the least, with desires well beyond the comprehension of mortals. Maybe even beyond himself, in a sense.

[hakuno kishinami would short circuit both of them as easily as dropping a toaster into a bathtub]

I think it's a little harsh to consider a contract in those terms, but that's only my perspective. It's not necessarily an easy decision when one looks at it that way, I'll grant that much.

You can call him an asshole, if you'd like. It won't hurt my feelings.

[ hakuno kishinami would look them both in the eye gg no re skill diff touch grass acquire maidens with regards the care and keeping of Gilgameshi. and like six other hoes. ]

On that, you and I will simply have to agree to disagree, given the sides that we occupy of the matter. Though there is another memory I've had from time to time... but it hardly matters in this moment, and surely, I've had more of your time than you truly cared to give.

[ we will not bring Zhuge Liang up. as a thanks for all of the everything else. ]

...I don't hate you or anything. Hell, I don't even think I hate him. The fact that I find the pair of you obnoxious does not mean I enjoy any of this. Neither does it mean I would prefer you disappeared, because I wouldn't.

Just so that we're clear.

You have a wonderfully funny way of showing all of that, Professor.

[ girl. ]

Regardless of what happens, thank you for the information. You'll likely be as surprised as I am for the outcome.

I'm well aware of that.

[tsundere]

Probably. If anything else of academic interest comes up, feel free to monopolize my time however you like.

As long as you're aware that I believe you about as far as I can throw you, I can die with a clear conscience.

[ ... which given that he has his Servant level strength, is probably his own way of being a brat-ass tsundere. ]

Come now. You know something of the King, and therefore, you know something of me. Academia won't play into my decision. It's always come down to emotion and caprice. Walk proud, Professor. You've done your duty.

Yeah? Guess you'll have to stay alive if you want to hear any more. Terrible shame for both of us, that.

[why are both of you like this.]

...Good luck, whatever you end up doing.

[treasure 7] and i'm feelin' like a ghost, and it's what i hate the most

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