possibly headed somewhere soon? or maybe not idk

[babbylon]

I am neither childish, nor do I babble. Your clever attempts at wordplay fail to amuse, mongrel.

[...Saber's practically a saint for dealing with you, Gil. You're lucky she didn't cleave your head off while she was smiting metaphysical evil.]

Was she, though? The lonely king dying upon the lonely hill... [Grinning like a creeper, yep.] 'tis a shame I couldn't have partaken in such an agonizing view for myself. Alas, only the whims of ants might entertain me now.

[So you wait.]

Indeed. So I wait.

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[gandere]

[ Quit talking about her Servant like that, Goldie. ]

Oh, it's you.

[babbylon]

[Your Servant? What is this, a route for little girls?

...oh. Right. Of course. Unlimited Pleb Works.]

Were you expecting some lesser fool in my place? Don't insult me, brat.

ubw spoilers: yes or no? :T

[gandere]

[ Watch out or else she'll lay claim to him as well. Not only did he belong to her father (deceased), but Kirei as well who was her legal guardian. By all rights, he should belong to her~ ]

What's insulting is that you've bothered to show up here. No one likes a background character.

I am up-to-date on everything + VN! Spoil away!

[babbylon]

[Your hands will never hold anything, either, least of all a king's reins. Though his brow does furrow at background character because that's not anywhere near the realm of remotely funny, Rin.]

Mind your tongue. [If you'd prefer it remain attached, that is.] I stand above all others, as I always have and always will. Even in this wasteland of mediocrity... and especially before a pitiful mageling.

[ranthatbitchover]

GOLDIE!!

[And suddenly there's a too-tall Rider clapping him on the back.]

Good to see you again!!

every time I see your username around I laugh uncontrollably just thought you should know

[babbylon]

[You would be deader than you are already if Gilgamesh didn't kind-of-sort-of-almost-respect you, Rider. That's why he'll just be politely brushing your hand off rather than, y'know, ripping it clean off its tendons. Rejoice.

...Gilgamesh does not look like he's rejoicing.]

All the graciousness of an ox, even without your little cart. Hmph.

[That's about as good of a greeting as you're getting, in case you were unsure.]

Courtesy of episode 5 when he runs over Berserker - it just felt right :)

[ranthatbitchover]

[Admit it Gilgamesh, you know you love this big ginger conqueror - it's impossible not to.]

[Either way, Iskandar doesn't look the least bit offended. On the contrary, he's laughing heartily.]

What use has a King for grace!? We need only strength and power - manly things!!

And you only speak of my chariot with such disdain because you do not possess one yourself! Such a chariot is fit only for a Rider - for ISKANDAR! KING OF CONQUERORS!!

[babbylon]

[SWEET SUMERIAN JESUS HIS POOR GODLIKE EARDRUMS.

Ahem. Yes, okay, hi Rider, how's tricks, could you please step directly out of my space you oversized mongrel, blah blah blah.]

I've no need for baskets on wheels. Divine presence itself carries me to far greater heights than any mortal craft could ever hope to achieve. [Sourly:] You are a conqueror no longer, besides, before the one who has conquered you.

[hiddeninfidelity]

Do you have something against my father, you gaudy miscreant?

[babbylon]

[Gilgamesh just cants his head and feigns ignorance.]

Has someone addressed me? I hear nothing, save the mindless blather of a harlot.

[hiddeninfidelity]

Harlot?! Do you know to whom you speak? I am the heir to the throne of Camelot and only heir of the King of Knights!

I know not who you are, but from the look of your guise you cannot have much intellect nor wisdom, you have no right to insult my father as you have.

[babbylon]

You've all of her pride and obstinacy, yet none of her poise and grace.

[He makes a shoo sort of gesture. Rude!]

You are correct, in that I do not know you, as I do not recognize you as anyone worthy of note.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

...I'm pretty sure ant farms are a thing, You know if you're into watching ants from time to time.

[Pretty sure he wasn't talking about ACTUAL ants there, Safty.]

[shiprekt]

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Agonizing view? [Rider grins slightly, shrugging one of her shoulders in a casual, almost mocking manner.] Well, I suppose if that's what raises your sails I've got no right to judge. A man's habits are his own.

[babbylon]

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Was that supposed to be innuendo? It has him chuckling, which likely isn't a good sign.]

I am no mere man. Look upon me with the proper respect, or else avert your eyes, [waaaaaait for it] harlot.

[shiprekt]

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Laughter's never a bad sign. Unless it's Gilgamesh. Then you just want to punch him in the face. But that's more an inherit skill than anything else. Face Punchablity: EX.]

The respect you've got is the respect you've earned. Besides, I'd say I've even been quite civil. Oh, and the word you're looking for is pirate, mate. Bit of a crossover every now and then, though the main difference is you screw one and you get screwed by the other.

[babbylon]

[Too much incomprehensibly scummy sailor lingo in this conversation. Needs more wine.

...oh, there it is. Thanks, nonexistent laws of metaphysics, he'll just take a long, hearty sip to calm his prickling temper back down again. Not that it'll last with such stellar company.]

You seem to think yourself quite clever. I assure you that you are not.

[knight_king]

[Kuh.]

Cease to speak of me as if you know me, King of Heroes.

[And she will be removed from that hill soon enough.]

[babbylon]

[Sure is starting to smell like uppity little girls playing at being kings in here. His nose wrinkles accordingly, though it's mostly off-set by a predatory expression.]

Do I not, as your rightful husband? Or shall I say... shouldn't I know you better, pretty little knight, dearest little sacrifice?

[knight_king]

[She regards him coldly without saying a word first, bottling the ire that audacious claim stir within her. A tyrant like Gilgamesh thinks he can belittle her path of kingship. Fortunately, she has learned by now he will only take joy in her visible discomfort. If his attention is on her, it means that Rin and Mordred who have recklessly contacted him earlier would be safe.

Only for their sake, she speaks. As far as Arturia is concerned, she has nothing to discuss with this man.]

I do not know what are you speaking about, Gilgamesh. I am indeed married, though because I have a wife, Lady Guinevere. Surely if you have consumed too much of your stored wine and that has disoriented your senses to be this mistaken.

[The hill is hers alone and his heretic tongue will not sully it. She will return to her fate, she has made peace with it, and has taken pride of her ideals. She is ready to move forward.]

[babbylon]

[Oh, a tyrant like Gilgamesh will belittle just about anything and anyone, make no mistake. You just happen to hold a very special place in his heart of hearts, Saber, and isn't that wonderful? As far as favored targets for incessant advances and insanely mean-spirited mockery go, you take the crown.]

You sampled the same drink as I, not so long ago. Are yours the ramblings of a woman gone mad with grief, or too much liquor? [A wife, though. Interesting.] And a woman who weds her own, no less. The very thought entices me.

[onceandfutureknight]

I shall not suffer you to make light of my failings.

[Knighthood isn't exclusively selfless; she still has her own pride to defend, you know.

PS: She finds the pun clever. Not that the subject will come up, but just in case you were wondering.]

all these seibaas oh my

[babbylon]

Of which there are so many, even I could not recount them in their entirety.

[Hello, object of my extremely disturbing obsessions. How's endless life on a hill of corpses treating you?]

Still, you shine all the brighter in adversity, I must admit. Perhaps a little too brightly.

that's King of the Britons to you, archie

[onceandfutureknight]

[The unfortunate nature of Saber is that despite her best efforts and Gilgamesh's abhorrent personality, the truth of his words still stings. She'll simply hope the flinch in her expression is more subtle than it felt.]

I shall keep my own council on that end, King of Heroes.

[Mind your own damn business, pompous douche.]

My blade is all the brightness you need bother to acknowledge.

wow look out we got a bad class in here

[babbylon]

[He feels it. Intimately. Far too intimately than might prove comfortable for her, as the perversion just spreads across his face in the form of a diseased grin.]

The brightness that you shattered into so many pieces, yes. Even in that blinding light, I could practically taste those tears of yours. [An indulgent sigh.] The beautiful king, weeping into the night. How disgustingly picturesque, her suffering. How enchantingly rapturous, her surrender.