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Two Nights Only - Buy Now
WHO: Sampo, Caelus, Noctis, and Gilgamesh
WHERE: Inside Gil's teapot, mostly.
WHEN: Just after the mid-month zodiac post
WHAT: Sampo having Noct and Caelus come stay over while things in the city aren't so hot. Chaos probably gonna ensue.
WARNINGS: Just general nonsense of four chaos goblins in one house.
[ 'Meet me outside of Poundland' isn't exactly the best sentence to say to ANYONE, and yet it's a sentence Samuel had to use today. Thinking back on it, he really wonders why the owners of this establishment decided on fucking THAT for the name of their store, but.
It did fine for a meeting place--especially given the 'place' he was staying was hidden in plain sight in the shop nextdoor. The shop that, in Undertown, many had wonderings if it was the front of some money laundering group. Which was hilarious.
Sampo can be found waiting--looking enough like "himself" to be recognizable, but with a mix of grey and blue hair instead of his usual ruffled brown.
He'll wiggle his fingers when Caelus and Noct finally approach, before throwing his arms out wide with a bright smile. ]
My friends! You. Uh.
You weren't followed, were you.
WHERE: Inside Gil's teapot, mostly.
WHEN: Just after the mid-month zodiac post
WHAT: Sampo having Noct and Caelus come stay over while things in the city aren't so hot. Chaos probably gonna ensue.
WARNINGS: Just general nonsense of four chaos goblins in one house.
[ 'Meet me outside of Poundland' isn't exactly the best sentence to say to ANYONE, and yet it's a sentence Samuel had to use today. Thinking back on it, he really wonders why the owners of this establishment decided on fucking THAT for the name of their store, but.
It did fine for a meeting place--especially given the 'place' he was staying was hidden in plain sight in the shop nextdoor. The shop that, in Undertown, many had wonderings if it was the front of some money laundering group. Which was hilarious.
Sampo can be found waiting--looking enough like "himself" to be recognizable, but with a mix of grey and blue hair instead of his usual ruffled brown.
He'll wiggle his fingers when Caelus and Noct finally approach, before throwing his arms out wide with a bright smile. ]
My friends! You. Uh.
You weren't followed, were you.
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[ he does a flourishing little bow and everything, even while he's sitting, cross legged on gil's counter, box of crackers under one arm, glasses in the other hand. ]
And no, no. That's not at all what I'm saying! Honestly, I had a hard time deciding between these and what Im pretty sure are solid gold goblets you have up there.
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Budge your ass, you're in the way of the drawer with my corkscrew in it.
[ whether Sampo hops up or simply folds himself to be out of the way, Gil will retrieve said corkscrew and pop the cork, pouring a generous glass of wine for both of them. ]
Of course they're solid gold. Again. Do you think my tastes have lapsed in the slightest? The day that I buy red solo cups is the day I need to be taken out back and shot, as the parasites have reached my brain and I'm no longer able to be helped.
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[ and he will hop up, getting off the counter with such a put-upon sigh as he places the box of fancy ass crackers down on the counter, along with the glasses so gil could pour a drink. ]
Aren't solid gold cups a little heavy to go drinking from? ...I'll find out next time. The crystal was too pretty today.
And come on. We drank from red solo cups plenty of times in college. I'm sure you could find a way to make a red cup fancy in some way.
And don't worry, I'll take care of you when the parasites take over.
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[ he sounds so terribly put upon even as he offers one of the glasses of wine over to Sam. ]
The heft is nice. There's a certain gravitas to it. [ a pause, and then a sidelong, bemused look ] The pitiful offerings of other party hosts have no bearing on my own choices of drinkware, fool. Perhaps if I commissioned a set of cups that looked like party cups, but cut from ruby... [ thoughtful, thoughtful ]
Good to know. When you chuck my corpse into the ocean, throw my financials in with me so it all ends up in the deeps, unavailable to anyone and everyone as a last piece of spite.
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[ here they are in the kitchen drinking wine and eating stolen cheese while Noctis was chilling in a pool outside, and caleb was probably trying to nap on one of the uncozy couches somewhere in the house. ]
Ruby solo cups... what a charming and terrifying idea. They'd at least make for sturdy targets for beer pong. If you could allow such cups to have beer touch them, that is.
Aw, come on, I wouldn't disrespect you like that. I'd at least giving you a viking funeral.
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People just don't come over, Sam. I don't have much in the way of personal company.
[ each bite of stolen cheese tastes like victory. every minute Gilgamesh spends not thinking about the change in his routine, the better--he's still undecided of whether he's amused or angry. ]
Come now. I like beer just fine. It just has to be good beer--or actual beer, if you consider most American storebought offerings.
Is this before or after the proper mausoleum is built?
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[ now, it isn't that sam isn't an outgoing person or that he can't make friends--it's more rather that he's in a position where it'd been dangerous to make friends. Now that it's changing, and he can feel safe, getting to stay somewhere like this, letting people like Caleb, Gil, and Noctis come back into his life was... easy.
But Gil had been alone all this time. He had 'friends', certainly, but none that... visited him? He's looking at gil with a long, quiet stare, now. ]
What about Nyannyan. Or the silver haired devil outside?
Surely you have people you could invite over for good cheese and fancy chilled wine. [ he raises his glass. ]
You're easy to get along with. I find myself getting used to living here with you, despite your overly decorated home that feels breakable if I move the wrong way.
What's wrong with a little company?
[ sorry but the death joke is dying now because he's suddenly uh
thinking about you ]
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Both people who lived in their own countries until, comparatively, incredibly recently. They didn't come to the places I lived in, and I would visit if I could find reason to when I was in their corner of the globe.
I could invite people over. It's a roll of the dice on if they'd have the time or desire to accept the invitation. Also I stole this cheese from Vergil, so. [ time to sip his own wine, casual about the theft. ]
I'm not easy to get along with. I'm mean, out of touch, uncaring, and so rich people wish that orcas would eat me. [ why do you need a comfortable home that welcomes people if there's no one to be welcomed? if people only occupy the most public spaces in your life, you don't need to clear out the side rooms and the intimate lounges settled back a ways deeper. ]
There's nothing wrong with it, I just don't have it. Being alone seems to be a trait you can be reincarnated with.
[ something had shifted and it's Weird. time to make a new joke. ]
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[ jokes are what The Laughter defaults to, as well, and therefore Sampo really has no choice but to go along with it--even if his expression doesn't really match the pace and cadence of the joke.
He's going to eat the cheese and drink the wine.
This is the best food he's had in years. ]
Eh, so you're a little mean. Everyone can be, you're no different. Aaaand, I'd argue that you do care. Just about certain things. After all, not only didja take me home, but you also didn't get pissed with me or tell me 'no' when I asked t'bring Caleb and Noct here to be safe.
If you were someone who didn't care, you'd have told me straight out that they weren't welcome.
Also?
I'm a barnacle, now. You won't be alone for a long time. So you'd best get used to it, buddy.
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[ he can make his own jokes, even if his own expression is a touch more somber than performatively playful, watching Sam eat with some gusto and drink with an eager tongue. it's... nice. to see someone pleased by his offerings. ]
They were important to you. And I'm undecided on whether I'm angry with you or unwilling to waste more of my time playing games with whether or not I'll allow you to accompany me on my endeavors.
[ it's oddly sincere, for someone who's aware of how distant he is from the rest of the world.
his eyes take an odd sheen, pupils pulling to slits as he considers Sam for a moment, head tilting. ]
And if you were struck down by the gods themselves for my misdeeds? If being my friend stops being worth the pain and toil of it, will you really stay for long, or will you head for cleaner waters?
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I haven't had people that are important to me in years. [ he doesn't have to tell gil, of all people, that he's been alone all this time. There was something... strange about this sudden need to protect the people who have come back into his life. And Gil was included in that.
The Laughter was having the time of its life, seeing how dangerous Sam was acting with these new-old attachments. ]
But, if I get struck down by lightning from the sky because of you? Well. Sure, it'd suck and I'd sure feel cheated, but.
For the chance to get what I've greedily wanted for years?
So long as you were there for me in my final moments, I'd accept it.
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for a moment, the King cradles Enkidu in his arms and whispers against his skin, begging him not to go even as he crumbles back to clay in his hands no matter how tightly he's held or how keenly the King wills him to remain whole and tears course down his cheeks
but he's denied even his grief as the rain spatters down on them, washing Enkidu's corpse away to rejoin the land until there is nothing but the King on his knees in the end
and Gil breathes, jagged and sharp, a hand coming up his face as he fights back the prickle of tears in his eyes and the ring in the back of his mind. ]
Don't. Don't say that. Don't settle for that. You're more than that and you deserve better.