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felldenlogs2019-11-09 03:52 pm
sealeted) wrote in felldenlogs2019-11-09 03:52 pm
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[Closed/Quest] fairy tales sometimes come true
WHO: Hakuno Kishinami and Gilgamesh
WHAT: A Quest to track down a lost jewel as a gift for the High Court of the Fae
WHERE: Fidei Forest, deep into the southern-most marshlands
WHEN: Early November
WARNINGS: N/A, so far.
[Between the Famine, the monsters, everything all at once, things had... become jumbled. Hectic. Hakuno has to read the letter on her desk twice before she consciously understands what's being written—and who, exactly, is writing it. The name 'Loras' is unfamiliar to her, the penmanship is flowing and exquisite, the ink catches the light a little differently each time she looks at it, but it's the title floridly added at the end of it all that fully arrests her attention.
She folds it up neatly, and taps it against one palm, leaning back in her seat until she can look upside-down at her Servant where he's lounging nearby.]
Gilgamesh.
[She pauses, considering her words for a moment. How to pitch this best?
...the answer is self-evident, really.]
...do you want to go on an adventure with me?
WHAT: A Quest to track down a lost jewel as a gift for the High Court of the Fae
WHERE: Fidei Forest, deep into the southern-most marshlands
WHEN: Early November
WARNINGS: N/A, so far.
[Between the Famine, the monsters, everything all at once, things had... become jumbled. Hectic. Hakuno has to read the letter on her desk twice before she consciously understands what's being written—and who, exactly, is writing it. The name 'Loras' is unfamiliar to her, the penmanship is flowing and exquisite, the ink catches the light a little differently each time she looks at it, but it's the title floridly added at the end of it all that fully arrests her attention.
She folds it up neatly, and taps it against one palm, leaning back in her seat until she can look upside-down at her Servant where he's lounging nearby.]
Gilgamesh.
[She pauses, considering her words for a moment. How to pitch this best?
...the answer is self-evident, really.]
...do you want to go on an adventure with me?
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[She makes no attempt to tug the gem out of his hand or closer to her. This, she had known going in, would be the biggest sticking point; it's by no means anything approaching the fit of temper he popped into when they found an empty treasure chest in the Labyrinth, back on the Far Side, but it's an inherent snag she had expected to hit. Gilgamesh considered all the world's treasures to be his; while this is not Earth, a millennia of entitlement some could call well-earned through countless trials and tribulations is difficult to shake.
And their position is tenuous. Their abilities, his more than hers, need to be shored up.
So she waits, and she listens, neither letting go or holding tighter, until his thoughts are properly aired.]
If it's something that's been out of their reach but still sought, time and time again, for thousands of years? I imagine we certainly will be.
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You are mistaken, Hakuno. Those you call "friends" tasked you with this journey. Never forget: I do not accept such presumptuous titles of intimacy.
[ there is no berating there, no grousing, no name-calling, only the simple reminder of his nature. it is one she knows very well, certainly enough to anticipate any of the objections he has raised during this outing, but even with that knowledge, there are times when it seems necessary to re-establish that element of distance. he may be her partner in name and deed, but there are matters he cannot join her on.
Gilgamesh's grip loosens, and he releases the jewel into Hakuno's hand, turning away. still, with the same distant tone, he continues -- ]
Yet, as the King, I shall hear your supplication and answer it. In the interest of completion, I shall grant your request, this once.
[ there is no joy in his tone, and it can be reasonably inferred that nothing about his inherent possessiveness over the gem has subsided, but Gilgamesh has his own sense of honor. he will not lie or steal and he will see to it that this duty is carried out properly and to the fullest; Hakuno made her request of him, and he shall honor it as is her due. still, she must continue to remember that this warmth and feeling which imbues her at the occasion for which they labor is not something he is capable of partaking in. he continues to be suspicious, wondering why a powerful race of beings would need their assistance for what had not proven to be an exceptionally challenging victory, and wondering as well at their other intentions. yet even he is not wholly closed off to the possibility of allies or reward; for now, the King shall simply wait to witness what comes next, and whether it shall be to his satisfaction. ]
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[As always, that's the only thing she can control. Can grasp in her hands and shape, like Sakura did. Her own spin on the final step, her own choice to take that last step.
She cups the Flame in her hands, and follows after him. There are many questions this raises—is the birth the only angle for requesting this now? Were they spared the full breadth of the tree's power and rage simply for not being fae, and a reminder of those who slaughtered its beloved? Had they not spoken to it, would its resistance have been radically more deadly? Did Loras come up with this idea, or was the gift requested from the royals themselves?—and there's no way to be entirely sure the gem will be used as she hopes it will. But she wants, so badly, to finish this on her own terms.
She returns to Gilgamesh's side, once they're clear of the muck.]
Thank you, Gilgamesh. And, I'd... I'd like to put something of mine into this, too.
[She had talked it down, had opened it up, had drawn its mind to the truth of its situation, but that feels like a small contribution, in the face of her Servant's characteristically swift slaying of the trapped soul.
When they settle on a shield, and a smith to set in the Flame, Hakuno gives one more request: to set in four of her few remaining Magic Crystal Sphere's from the Moon Cell around it, as well. They're dyed a faint red themselves, in the ruddy corona given off by the gem. Then, at last, they are left to clean themselves up and return to Fidei, to Loras...
To the King and Queen of the Fae, their gift polished and prepared.]