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.
To - Master From - Gil What did you do? Wait, more like, what didn't you do? I swear that we need to hide the booze. Or put a limit on strawberry sundaes. Because you're gonna be in jail at this rate. Or at least in the asylum.
[text] You climbed the fence and then started crying because you were scared of hamsters, I really don’t know what you took, but you need a babysitter.
To - Rebby From - Gilly. Wait, what? I'm not even scared of hamsters. I thought they were cute! And, maybe I had too much tequila last night. Oh well, least I didn't do anything stupid.
“Green tea.” It was bitter and refreshing to the Sword’s senses, easing tension easily garnered with the annoyance so easily sparked. Eyes slant in their sockets, barely hidden by the heavy fringe of black hair, watching the other Devil Arm. “Be gentle with the cups.“ There was no desire to clean up should he make a mess.
██⊰⚔⊱██ "I will.” He usually was upon taking that tea cup carefully from her hand and wrapping two digits on the handle of it. The other was palm open beneath it, safety measure if he were to end up dropping it down on accident due to the heat of it. As clumsy as the greaves can be on a few more normal things, he isn’t that clumsy when it came to things like this. Tea cup soon brought up to his tiers, he took a sip of it to give it a taste. Bitter, as bitter as it was, he didn’t mind it much.
“There is always time for tea.” There is nothing said on the distinct lack of time for company however, one palm still coated in flames gesturing to the tea set next to her. “If you wish for sugar or cream it is in the kitchen.“ The sword drank the tea straight- and hot.
██⊰⚔⊱██ "What’s the choice of brew this time then?” He never drank tea that often, but he did like the taste of some brews depending on how it’s made. Besides, he didn’t want to ruin good tea by sweetening it up or filling it with cream. Sure, he might be unwanted, but that’s fine by him. “I’ll give it a try your way.”