fergalicious | gu yun catchall

[ after a beat, he offers his arm like a gentleman, smiling all mischievous. ]

Would you like to come to the Simulation Room with me? We can spar a bit. Or, perhaps make up a space worth of things to destroy - I can put you in a suit of iron armor and show you how to light up an explosive or two.

[ someone has been in a cranky mood all week thank god for medb ]

[ oh, of course she puts her hand on his arm. she’s delighted by his suggestions. ]

Let’s blow up a popsicle stand!

[ it doesn’t have to be a popsicle stand. ]

Absolutely. [ he has no idea what that is.

off they go! ]

It does sort of just want you to make a little mischief, doesn't it? This whole kindness thing has left me feeling rather restless. I don't appreciate having my wit muzzled.

[ She doesn't think he knows the saying, but that's okay.

What matters more is that they blow something up. ]

It's censorship at its worst. People deserve to know what we really want to say.

[ he doesn't! but that's okay. he's real good with explosives so they will have a nice time. down to simulations they go. ]

Agreed. I like to think my scathing wit is one of my most charming features. [ stop. ] Not to mention, we've been watching quite the spectacle this entire week, and I can't even bully White a bit over it.

[ these love arrows, ]

[ She puts a hand to her mouth as she laughs. ]

You have many charming features, and it's a shame that you can't display all of them. I have a feeling once the week ends, White is going to want the ground to consume him.

[ Those love arrows. ]

[ more exaggerated, he leans down playfully and puts his hand in front of his mouth while he talks like he's saying something very conspiratorily, even looking from left to right like there might be listening ears. ]

Any idea who our mysterious archer might be? You seem like you might be up on the gossip, Medb.

[ She, in a similar vein, leans in closer to him.

Very hushed: ]

I honestly wish I knew. No one's confessed anything like that to me, and there are only so many people left who didn't claim an ability last week.

Mmhm. Not to mention, who knows, everyone could be lying.

[ who would go in a murdergame and lie ] I do know it certainly wasn't Mollymauk! Ha.

Did you end up mentioning yours? I can't even remember, now - the weeks are blurring together. I have that blood boiling one - I thought it was rather silly, at first, like some sort of way to just make people enraged. Of course, now, if Gluttony's words were any indication, not so much...

[ Who would lie in a murdergame? Honestly. ]

Literal blood boiling sounds quite fatal.

[ But maybe the powers of anime make it less so. ]

And I didn't mention mine. [ She admits that easily enough, smiling. ] It'd be a shame if someone knew what it was if they came for me Thursday night, but if I'm alive on Friday, I'll tell you what it is, if you still want to know.

[ Since it'll no longer matter as much. ]

But if you can guess it, I'll confirm it here and now.

[ She doesn't mind rewarding intelligence. ]

Yes, I hadn’t realized it was so literal. [ which. He probably wouldn’t have admitted to having it either if he did. so! sometimes u gotta protect yourself.

to the proposal, he hums, an interested noise. ] I can’t say I’ve been entirely forthcoming about what I’ve had in the past for the same reason. Can’t go revealing all my cards on the first date, hm? [ fufu. but, playfulness aside, he pauses to consider. ]

Let’s see.... [ thinking... ] There’s one power I know of out and about that I don’t know the function of. Based on the numbers and the functions of what I do know, I’d say that you could have that—- the “Dreamweaver”, for the sake of the wild card — but I think it’s more likely to be the last Oliver Twist.

Most of them could be used defensively, but the Oliver Twist is the best one to keep in your back pocket, I believe. I’m one of the few who knows what it does despite not having it.

It's about teasing and tantalizing people to go on a second date, hm?

[ She smiles. She gets it obviously, considering how much she does and doesn't reveal at trials. She is more forthcoming one-on-one.

After a moment of deliberation: ]

I don't have Oliver Twist.

[ gu yun smiles too, peach blossom eyes crinkling at the corners. ]

And Dreamweaver? Or shall I have to be teased and tantalized until Friday to get a confirmation or denial?

[ She giggles. ]

If our date today is fun, I'll tell you on a Friday date without reservation.

[ Sometimes, you have to get your greed indulgences in. ]

Then, I simply must insist that you use all that cleverness of yours to make it to that date, hm? No matter what happens. [ as they’re reaching the simulation room, he pulls the door open and holds it for her. ]

And I’ll do my best to do the same, of course. I’d hate to stand you up. [ it’s a date! Let’s go blow some shit up. ]

Thank you, kind sir. I'd be very be overcome with grief if I couldn't see your pretty face again.

[ Sweeping into the Simulation Room. Time to explode shit! ]

I really am trying my best to make it out here alive. Dying again wouldn't be any fun.

[ can't wait to be dead in 45 minutes. ]

[ wow same! graveyard party

he's gonna go futz with the simulation panel a bit. he can guess a stand is probably like... a food stand so that's what she's gonna end up seeing, a semi-ancient chinese food stand. close enough? as well as a couple of suits of black iron armor, shining a sleek black. one of them is smaller than the other! he's still thinking, trying to create the ideal simulation, though he's listening for medb's words, too. ]

"Again", hm? I just keep meeting people here who've been in the grave.

[ She watches him create things, and she doesn't care that it's not accurate to what she wanted. It was said for the joke that he doesn't have the reference for.

The black iron armor is intriguing, and she gets a closer look at the smaller one. ]

Mm. It shouldn't as common as it is. I don't know if that makes us lucky or unlucky.

Hmmm.

[ thoughtful, for a moment, as he finishes up, giving them a decent, open air setting for explosives, and like three more little food carts. close enough. ]

I think, if you're here, it makes you determined. [ is the answer he finally decides on. it's how he would take it, anyway - gu yun's never died, but he's climbed out of enough near death experiences in his life, that he'd feel the same. ] A survivor seems a cliche answer, but that assumes one would simply survive and not thrive.

The determination is what matters, aside. [ as he steps away from the simulation machine podium and makes his way over to the larger set of armor. ] Those are the sorts of people I quite like to surround myself with.

We can fire them from here, if you'd like, but it does take the effect away if you're not wearing it. Not nearly as fun.

[ In a way, that's a sweet sentiment. Servants can usually only become Servants after they die, barring a few very special exceptions. She knows Gu Yun doesn't know that, and it's not something she goes out of her way to tell anyone. Death comes for everyone, as long-lived as she can now be. ]

Well, no one has ever been able to claim that I'm not ambitious and that I don't aim to thrive.

[ She picks up the armor. ]

And no one has ever seen me turn away from having more fun.

[ She is always here for the #aesthetic. ]

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