Indie blog for the Devil Arm Gilgamesh of DMC 4.
Tracking tag - Pugnis.
M!Anon - Not accepting.
Blog may be triggering or NSFW at times, but nothing of sexual content.
Mun is of age, but this is a preference.
{ ♛ } —-; Rising up and standing up straight she had seen that he did not speak, but only held out a hand. The humans…she had studied them and it was a way of greeting or was it a sigh of surrender and truce? She didn’t dwell on it too much due to the fact she was tending to her children, her creations. Blinking the female had gave a nod and took his calloused hand and gave it a little shake.
Her cheeks tinted pink due the fact she had had something she normally would never do. Her heart within her breast was beating against her chest as she then released it and bowed again towards the other, her eyes squeezed shut as she had placed hands on her thighs and tightened the into fist.
❝ I am sorry for all the harm I caused, the the unwanted love, or at least in my eyes, I saw it as love. I hope you are happier within whom ever you are with and you are well and cared for. I hope that you are treated better then I ever treated you, I am truly sorry for my actions… Gilgamesh. ❞
██⊰⚔⊱██ “… you didn’t know at the time, Echidna, y'saw me as being a possible adoption and… wanted to take the chance as much as I fought back.” That’s fine by him he guessed, to know that she wished to be able to apologize for such things and he would accept it as weary as he is to be around her. This is going to be a slow process he supposed, a slow one that he can get through a step at a time given enough aid and coming to terms with the fact even she is accepting her newly gained humanity. Embracing it just as he had, as the others had within the shop and it went as far as to make him happy regardless of not displaying this properly for now.
Wait, why is she blushing? He didn’t seem to think too much on it before he finally brought himself to bow in response maybe to follow with her custom which was placed upon him; that’s fine by him as well. The culture was nice, something he possibly seemed descended from only to drop the thoughts for now with a smile across his tiers finally. “C'mon, don’t let it get you down, I’ll show ya around Capulet.”
A start after all, they would move forward and he would show her around his new home; hopefully she wouldn’t mind this. “Least if you’re okay with that, Chi.”
██⊰⚔⊱██ “…” Yeah, he noticed that as crimson dripped down from his cranium without a word leaving his tiers. He’s bleeding, a fight this time as much as they use to be adversaries to keep her safe after a couple drunks attempted to go a little too far with their plans in his own opinion. His lip was busted and he looked about like he went a couple rounds with Belial again like in the past; the greaves was use to that fortunately. It’s how he earned a nickname because of his fire and protectiveness of each person he dubbed important; she was considered now amongst those he would deem people to keep safe. She earned the spot, no matter the circumstance, he would stay strong for each of them and Echidna had managed this with a slow start. As much as trust isn’t shared, he owed her this for pushing to let go and start anew over a fight of being some assholes bitch for the evening.
Well, more like he knew she can handle herself and yet he moved to do it himself to stop her from pushing it. The draconic greaves was not allowing that, his oculi soon shifting to her as if to make sure whether or not if she were hurt before a flash of a pained smile crossed his tiers. He must have taken more than he would have liked when it came to blows earlier. Shouldn’t that be considered fair he went as far as to get himself that hurt over her sake? Maybe, he guessed, he isn’t certain yet. “… s’nothing I’m use to, Rebby can tell y’that.”
No kidding, him and his best friend/brother were quite the pair when out and about with whatever sort of mischief and mayhem they may involve themselves in. Now isn’t the time to think of it however, he seemed more focused on maybe taking a seat and fast, he needed time to recover without a vital star to use.
