[With a tempered yawn, Lancer pressed one hand over his mouth and shut his eyes while walking through the great hall as the new soldiers and the like were enjoying themselves. Had he not been in such a good mood, Archer would have earned a stern look from the Hound as he passed. Rather, Lancer set his hand on the back of the man's seat, decidedly pouring the guy more wine with a cheeky grin.
Bribery wasn't the Hound's style. Rather, it was something he was used to doing after getting into fights with other warriors of his clan. One moment, they would be spitting insults and swinging steel at one another and in the next, they would be laughing and sharing drinks. To Lancer, Gilgamesh was as good as an oddball king strolling down a dusty road, but he did him one favor in the war--he took him seriously in their fight. In the end, Lancer got his wish and Goldie won at least some politeness from him.]
Yo, Archer. [He didn't think he was sneaking up on the guy at all, if only because he was a fellow servant. Gilgamesh would have been shameful if he didn't sense his presence.]
I owed you one, for those compliments you gave me.
Feast
Bribery wasn't the Hound's style. Rather, it was something he was used to doing after getting into fights with other warriors of his clan. One moment, they would be spitting insults and swinging steel at one another and in the next, they would be laughing and sharing drinks. To Lancer, Gilgamesh was as good as an oddball king strolling down a dusty road, but he did him one favor in the war--he took him seriously in their fight. In the end, Lancer got his wish and Goldie won at least some politeness from him.]
Yo, Archer. [He didn't think he was sneaking up on the guy at all, if only because he was a fellow servant. Gilgamesh would have been shameful if he didn't sense his presence.]
I owed you one, for those compliments you gave me.