[...oh. This insect again. Which he's now decided to classify as "cockroach" considering how often and how hard it gets stepped on yet just keeps crawling along, as if immortal in its inferiority and unrelenting in its insistence on stinking up the place.
Gilgamesh just sneers smugly at Kayneth and fixes eyes upon him. And that's really all that needs to do, isn't it? All he has to say, and yet not say, to hold his attention, because they both know the instant he commits the abhorrent sin of offending yes, this fucking Servant, it's straight back to the garbage bin with him. In pieces.
By all means, keep trying to scuttle away, Kayneth. He's just going to fetch himself another appetizer by the table yonder, suspiciously close to where you're trying (and failing) to subtly exit stage left.
The man had some luck, Gilgamesh would argue. He wasn't dead yet.]
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Gilgamesh just sneers smugly at Kayneth and fixes eyes upon him. And that's really all that needs to do, isn't it? All he has to say, and yet not say, to hold his attention, because they both know the instant he commits the abhorrent sin of offending yes, this fucking Servant, it's straight back to the garbage bin with him. In pieces.
By all means, keep trying to scuttle away, Kayneth. He's just going to fetch himself another appetizer by the table yonder, suspiciously close to where you're trying (and failing) to subtly exit stage left.
The man had some luck, Gilgamesh would argue. He wasn't dead yet.]