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king "#1 shitposter" gilgamesh ([personal profile] babbylon) wrote in [personal profile] notyetlegend 2015-03-12 05:23 pm (UTC)

[Not today, it would seem. He could simply leave her there, to freeze and to die—he could watch the last of her breath fade, the last of the color leave her cheeks, and make a great sport of it, inviting wolves over to tear her body to shreds.

Gilgamesh could do a great many things, to be certain, but today he has decided to be a hero. Even if his hand was forced, a hero is what he's always been, no matter what this world has taken from him.

There is a flash of gold before Merida, and a bow emerges from a hovering pool, perilously close with an arrow nocked at the ready. It draws itself, as if to aim at her head... yet at the last second, it fires at her chilled leg instead, with expert precision. Just strong enough to shatter the ice that's caked like glass with a shower of magic, without piercing her flesh in the process.

In a few clean leaps, Gilgamesh closes the distance between himself and Merida, and his attire is strange, indeed. Mainly in that he's not wearing much in such bitter weather, and doesn't look the slightest bit cold.

Merida, meanwhile...]


Need a hand?

[Gilgamesh grins, offers his own, which is warm as warm could be.]

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