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[kinpika]

[Oh yes, a potion of youth.

Of course the king who owns everything has this in his treasury. But while he's out, he decides to take a detour for ice cream. And other sweets.

But that detour has other detours. The boy king stops at every house along the way, knocking at the door. This is doubly sure if he knows who's there.]

Hello? Hello? Is there anyone home today? I want to talk.

[Of course, you can catch him at home too.

But fair warning. This post may contain hugs. Just saying.]

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[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[>mfw]

Yeah? I'm listening.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I ordered them to be executed. [And this story is horribly mangled.] Then I took my words back because it would have been a waste to kill such good servants.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...

What? Were you trying to prove a point or something?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Those who serve me are more important than thousands who do not.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...tch.

You've got me wondering, kid. You really believe being a king means everyone and everything is only worth as much as you say it is?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Huh? But why should I care about people I don't rule?

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Why shouldn't you?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I wonder...

...how much do you worry about the people you kill?

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Worry about them? I don't--I've killed plenty of people in my lifetime. Soldiers in single combat, entire armies in impossible odds, but I never did anything like worry about those I fought. Why should I, when a death in honorable combat is the best that any warrior can ask for? And would they have worried in my position, or reveled in the glory of defeating me?

[Lancer paused, idly wondering why he was bothering to be so honest with Gilgamesh of all people.]

...I truly regretted the outcome of a fight once. Only once, and never before or since. But worry? Never.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

That's why you're a warrior and not a king, Lancer.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

And what do you mean by that, exactly?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

You're a good soldier because you only see in one direction. Because you only see that way, you think others are wrong when they see something you don't.

[All said with a smile.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

And who's to say they aren't wrong?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Who knows? But I'm not wrong.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

You're irritating whether you're right or wrong.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Hahaha! Lancer doesn't like authority!

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

I just don't like an idiot of a king who thinks he's perfect. I was born into royalty too, you know; the difference between us is that I decided to earn my reputation instead of rely on my bloodline and protect the weak rather than automatically place myself above them.

[Hopefully not the only difference, at any rate.]

I just don't understand that about you, kid. Probably never will.

[A shrug. Ah, well. It wasn't as if he could change Gilgamesh's infuriating nature.]

So, we getting something to eat or what?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I've more than earned my position.

Of course, of course.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[Lancer shrugged, dismissing the subject. Debating anything with Gilgamesh was like talking to a brick wall...one that occasionally insulted you.]

Fine.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Yay!

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...

[Goddammit. He was supposed to be annoyed at how stupid Gilgamesh was, so why was he smiling?]

[Stupid kid.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[At least it's not Caren cake]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...you know, I don't think I'd have guessed you were the type to want cake.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Cake is pretty good if it's properly made. Why wouldn't I like it?

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[Shrug.]

So the King of Heroes has a sweet tooth. Who would have guessed?