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[kinpika]

[So...a king and a cat were sitting on a porch drinking wine. This is clearly the path to a joke, right? WHO KNOWS but they've both been drinking for a while. You can tell because Gil is outside without a shirt but has awesome tattoos and White Len is wearing pajamas.

Even worse, they're eying up every passerby, including you.]

And where would you put that mongrel at?

Six... he really is quite dull. Average doesn't interest me in the slightest.

Hahaha! I would not even put him past a two! Fools will always be fools!

[Guess what? They're looking at you next. They will be tagging in separate threads since we both may not be around at all times.]

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[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[mfw I have all the weapons used to kill orochi]

This is for humans, you fool. No one wishes to have relations with an animal.

[mothersandsuns.livejournal.com]

[An indignant yelp. No fair excluding her from what is obviously a competition! She doesn't care about relations, she cares about winning.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Come back when you have an attractive face and then we can talk.

[mothersandsuns.livejournal.com]

[She lolls her tongue out, pants cheerfully for a bit, then trots up to Gilgamesh and starts peeing on his shoes.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[His vision is kinda blurry so he's like what the hell is the mongrel doing? Oh, pissing...as expected of mongrels. GIVE HIM A MINUTE.]

[mothersandsuns.livejournal.com]

[There, she's finished. Ammy starts to trot away.]

1/3

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

....

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

...! Why is my leg warm?

[brb looking]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

...YOU DARE SOIL ME, YOU MONGREL?!

[SWORDS. SWORDS FLYING EVERYWHERE. But he's drunk enough that by everywhere, I mean more like a badly aimed shotgun and awkward directions that aren't the right way.]

[mothersandsuns.livejournal.com]

[Thaaaaat's unexpected. It's like facing Blight again, but worse! Well--Blight with no aim. Ammy yelps in surprise, leaps, then rolls to dodge the swords. She turns back to face Gilgamesh and growls. Well, if you wanted a fight you should have said so!

Drunk dimensional sword-master versus god without her powers? Probably for a limited audience at best.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[A ripple in the air opens to his back and right, revealing the sword Kusanagi. He reaches to grab it without looking and

wiffs.]

[mothersandsuns.livejournal.com]

[Now's her chance! Ammy leaps to try to grab Kusanagi's hilt with her mouth.

No, she doesn't feel guilty about fighting a drunken foe. She's totally done it before.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[And the sword harmlessly shatters in her mouth. Sorry, Ammy, but noble phantasms can only be wielded by their owners.]

Not only a mongrel but a horrid thief?

[mothersandsuns.livejournal.com]

[A startled whimper. Weapons aren't supposed to do that!

She backs off a bit, growling. She's not a thief! The whole world is hers anyway, so it's not stealing!]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[Bah, sitting back down a bit dizzy. Fuck dogs.]

Don't you have holes to dig?