☘ 009; [video; locked from Gilgamesh]

[solas_ion]

You know what? I take back everything bad I ever said about this place.

[Lancer is in a very good mood today, Johto. Even if the smile on his face is less of joy and more of bloodlust. Bit creepy, really...but damn is he ever thrilled about something.]

Because I may have just gotten one of the best chances I'll ever get around here. And to all of you that know what I'm talking about; I'm leaving Violet. Neither of us have any weapons, and there's no one better than me in a hand-to-hand fight.

Basically? He's mine this time, and you all know he has it coming.

[As Lancer moved to shut off the Pokegear, he glanced over his shoulder with a smirk.]

Connla. We've got some traveling to do.



[ooc: replies may come from riastrad_ridire because i seem to have come across a pile of icons :|b]

Comments

[three-geasa.livejournal.com]

Was I disturbin' yer beauty sleep, faither?

[You and your prettyboy face, Lancer.]

Then I'm sure yer fight wit' him will be oan I'll enjoy watchin'.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

... [Have a light shove to the shoulder, Connla.] Oh, shut up.

It's going to be good, I can tell you that much. He's not much less dangerous without his weapons, I'm sure.

[three-geasa.livejournal.com]

I would nae want tae watch a lackluster fight. I would jus' git baird, an' then I would hae tae throw things at ye tae liven it up a wee bit.

[Don't bore the crowd unless you want berries chucked at you in the middle of combat.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

If you're going to throw anything, try and hit Gilgamesh.

[Sigh.]

Either way, get everything together and let's get the hell out of here. I'd hate to waste any more time.

[three-geasa.livejournal.com]

[He started tossing things into his backpack; there wasn't very much for him to pack, so it wouldn't take long.]

What dae this Gilgamesh look like?

1/oh man idek

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Hm? Nothin' really noticeable without his armor, just a blond guy wi--

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[You are now getting this look, Connla.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[Because Lancer's train of thought just slammed on the fucking brakes.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[And 'slammed on the brakes' here means 'hit a brick wall']

done~

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...he's a blond guy. With red eyes.

[Beat.]

And I am going to break his goddamn face.

[Any similarity between Gilgamesh and Connla was something Lancer would rather have lived a thousand lifetimes without noticing.]

Re: done~

[three-geasa.livejournal.com]

[Hello, I am also a blond guy who so happens to have eyes that are of a distinctly red color.]

[E ranked luck. It works on genetics, too.]

Aye? Well, make sure ye dinnae make tae much o' a mess.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[FUCK MY LIIIIIIFE]

...tch. We'll just see how it turns out, I guess.

[three-geasa.livejournal.com]

[teasingly] Haeing doubts, faither?

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

When do I ever doubt anything?

[three-geasa.livejournal.com]

Guid. It would be unseemly if th' Hound o' Culann were tae hae doubts aboot winnin' a fight.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[Have a ~hair ruffle~]

I never doubt myself and I never doubt I can win a fight.