6 Action/Voice

[kinpika]

Snow. Hmph.

To think something so beautiful could exist. Each flake is nearly unobservable in size yet completely unlike every other one around it in appearance. Separate, they're easily blown away and yet together they can form almost any shape.

Worst of all, this was not created by me. Sumer was cold and dry in the winters and scorching but acceptable in the summer...no place for anything frozen. Instead, this wonderful creation will be credited to whatever dogshit god you happen to be worshiping.

I hate snow.

[He hates it so much that he's making a tower out of balls of snow. A tower of babel. Okay, not really. He's just storing snowballs in a pile. Even if he's currently jealous about snow, he can't help but marvel over it in the first week it's around. Of course, you can talk to him on the phone or in person, that's up to you.]

Comments

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

-Juri here is taking her chances in person.-

A bit old to be playing in the snow, aren't you?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Is that so, you worthless woman. Are you even aware of how the term "play" came around?

Of course you don't.

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

-And she just laughs.- Whatever you need to tell yourself, goldy.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

What do you think soldiers in my time did when not working in the fields?

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Circlejerks?

[fated_blade]

[She was used to snow, but she wasn't terribly fond of it. She'd gotten really sick one winter and since then didn't much care for it.

So, right now, she was just sitting at a window, watching him with a raised brow.

...it was like watching a large child.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[said through the window]

Join me, Saber.

[fated_blade]

Perhaps if you had asked nicely.

[It was open enough for them to hear one another.]

But I shant let you order me around.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Is that the fear of defeat upon your voice? Can this king, who hails from the hot valleys of Sumer outlast the king from the bleak island of England?

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[Walking around---

......gdi was every person who was over a hundred to a thousand years over acting like children because of snow.

Yeah no he's just walking by and not even paying attention to your antics. Clearly Archer killed someone on Christmas]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[Are you sure you want to do that? Because those snowballs are suddenly vanishing.]

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[Oh if you throw them at him you're going to get more than a hole in your stomach this time.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[Throw? Oh no, he's flinging them out of his Gates.

Trace this, Archer.]

[phone]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Then how about you use all that cosmic powers of yours to get rid of this shit.

[He almost hopes you can, he really hates the snow too.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I am a king, not a miracle maker.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Then you better get used to it, cuz this shit's going to be everywhere for the next few months.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

This powder will blow away before my feet.

[voice]

[getawaywith.livejournal.com]

My, such jealousy. It isn't becoming.

[voice]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

As if I would be jealous of dogshits.

[voice]

[getawaywith.livejournal.com]

Now, now, it's not very polite to speak that way of other people's gods.

[voice]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

If they are angry about it, I would like them to attempt to assert their opinion.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

*hey, hey Gilgamesh, there's a snowball flying at you courtesy of your not!daughter*

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[why am i snow inefficient

oh right

Sumeria]

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

...

... good afternoon, Father...

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[Gilgamesh greets you with a wave of swords snowballs from his gates.]