-curls around him- me

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “Uh…” No comment.}

“Gil!”

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “Hey Iv!”}

^{█⊰⚔⊱██ “Yo! Who missed me?”}

mortiferaseductione:

      “I sound that tired, Gil?” The temptress questioned, glad that he made no objection. His bed was quite comfortable and she didn’t felt like walking all the way to her own. Beside, here she would have someone to speak with until she falls asleep.

^{██⊰⚔⊱██ “Yeah, like you had a really rough week or something.” Honesty is the best policy at times he supposed, this counted for her and he won’t lie. She did sound tired, but that didn’t surprise him if she did have quite the rough time.}

sinfulprofits:

“My, my~!” A cheer, a creaky laugh following suit. The shadows that he had been cloaked within rippling as he steps forth, heedless to normal boundaries that would capture the living. His smile is as sickly as the scent of his perfume, death latched onto his heels like ravenous dogs. “What special guests I have tonight~”

^{██⊰⚔⊱██ “Special guests?” That drew his attention with the armor turned human looking weary about his newly gained companion; everything about him was off to this newly turned human devil arm. The scent of death was enough to make his stomach almost protest from being sick, to make his dinner lurch forth yet he had enough restraint to not allow for this with rustic hues watching this man nervously.}

theyamato:

He was delicate- it was quaint. She knew his true nature, fragments of old armor given life and undeniable strength. It was nearly endearing, how careful he was being. Credit is given in her silence, the flames about her hands dying down into wisps as she finishes her own cup- the blue flames crawling beneath the sleeve of her shirt so she would not char the silver kettle when obtaining it.
          “Does it suit you.“

^{██⊰⚔⊱██ "Yeah, it’s fine by me.” Short conversations it seemed, not that he would complain given she isn’t one for speeches or talking unless she pleased. So he won’t argue, force her really, allow her to speak if she wished to with tea cup lifted once more to drink. The bitterness was fine, green tea was meant to help the body on terms of humans by being a more healthy aid for the heart and aided with the issues created by over doing it on the alcohol. He actually seemed to like the silence a little, it’s nice enough much as it can at the same time be different; being around someone must have changed it. “… if I can know, what’ve you been up to?”}

thebearerofyamato:

[Text:] If I was not drunk. I'd kill you.

To - Vergil
From - Gil
Yeah, yeah, I know.
You'd pretty much use Yamato for it.
I'd wind up running like hell.

thebearerofyamato:

[Text:] You're cute when you're angry.

To - Vergil
From - Gil
... I'm saying nothing to this.
You behave weirdly when drunk.

thebearerofyamato:

-

[Text]: You look better when I'm intoxicated. 

To - Vergil
From - Gil
Please just stop.
Really, sober up.
I rather not deal with this!

thebearerofyamato:

[Text:] DON’T GO BREAKIN’ MY HEART

To - Vergil
From - Gil
What's with you and hitting on me?!