[Wearing a white shirt was a Mistake. She knew she was working on a farm, she'd already worked that out when she'd read the job description. Help a farmer wrangle his sheep to shear them.
It was messy work in muggy weather, and she'd worn a white shirt.
After a few hours of chasing after sheep. Hounding them back to the farmer. By this point, her shirt was a mixture of brown with small patches of green from the grass. And yet, there was still more sheep to round up. So she rolls her shoulders looking over to the other person. The guy who'd helped with the school kids before. It wasn't a massive change in jobs, wrangling kids and sheep was basically the same thing right?]
[ and said white shirt, dirtied as it is now, clings to Mikasa's upper body thanks to the sweat and the exertion of their efforts.
Gilgamesh does not look at his would-be companion for the day as he would a woman he is interested in. her body is hard and rigid like a soldier of Uruk or a Servant he might face in a Grail War. lean, muscled, strong -- he thinks such a woman must be rather intimidating to many a lesser man, and he remembers that aura she exerted on the day when they led those children. yet this threatening nature would seem to be a characteristic which exists almost by accident. the way she carries herself, she is not seeking battle in any conventional sense. indeed, she seems rather... un-self-aware, almost innocent.
for example, Mikasa has overlooked one very important point.
with a little smile, Gilgamesh murmurs... ]
Heh. These creatures fail to faint for me for the same reason they do not faint for you.
[ and because she does not see it, he lets his eyes wander over her changing features.
they are strange, rather like his Hakuno's. yet as he appreciates strangeness on some level, there is a certain monstrous beauty to those wings. ]
They fear us.
[ the sheep... in other words, are baring their fangs in the face of beings they perceive as predators. ]
My mongrel would have far better luck in coaxing them to faint. Yet you and I, being terrifying... we must simply try to change our natures, hm? Such a small miracle should be easily possible if you are with me, at least.
[It was the worst and she should have just worn her workout clothes. At least then she wouldn't have had to deal with the horrible feeling of damp fabric on her arms and legs when she moved.
The flightless fae was a unique sight. There weren't many, and even with her losing a few inches of height she was tall. The thick chitin covering her neck and most of her limbs didn't help now she was getting to the point where clothes couldn't cover it. She'd denied what she was at first, wanting no association with the creatures that enslaved children. But she had no way of hiding it.
The smile and comment just gets a flat look from black compound eyes.]
...You're saying we're that frighting to them, that they're too afraid to pass out? [That... Made sense. They feared for their lives so much that the adrenaline was too strong to faint. And that they should act less threatening hmm?] What do you mean by mongrel? I thought you were just being an ass to the kids.
['my mongrel' with her original thought would mean he had a kid, and she very much doubted that.]
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It was messy work in muggy weather, and she'd worn a white shirt.
After a few hours of chasing after sheep. Hounding them back to the farmer. By this point, her shirt was a mixture of brown with small patches of green from the grass. And yet, there was still more sheep to round up. So she rolls her shoulders looking over to the other person. The guy who'd helped with the school kids before. It wasn't a massive change in jobs, wrangling kids and sheep was basically the same thing right?]
Have any of these fainting sheep fainted for you?
[Because none of her's had yet.]
SO CUTE. I love that emote. :3
Gilgamesh does not look at his would-be companion for the day as he would a woman he is interested in. her body is hard and rigid like a soldier of Uruk or a Servant he might face in a Grail War. lean, muscled, strong -- he thinks such a woman must be rather intimidating to many a lesser man, and he remembers that aura she exerted on the day when they led those children. yet this threatening nature would seem to be a characteristic which exists almost by accident. the way she carries herself, she is not seeking battle in any conventional sense. indeed, she seems rather... un-self-aware, almost innocent.
for example, Mikasa has overlooked one very important point.
with a little smile, Gilgamesh murmurs... ]
Heh. These creatures fail to faint for me for the same reason they do not faint for you.
[ and because she does not see it, he lets his eyes wander over her changing features.
they are strange, rather like his Hakuno's. yet as he appreciates strangeness on some level, there is a certain monstrous beauty to those wings. ]
They fear us.
[ the sheep... in other words, are baring their fangs in the face of beings they perceive as predators. ]
My mongrel would have far better luck in coaxing them to faint. Yet you and I, being terrifying... we must simply try to change our natures, hm? Such a small miracle should be easily possible if you are with me, at least.
they look so much cuter on phone than pc ;-;
The flightless fae was a unique sight. There weren't many, and even with her losing a few inches of height she was tall. The thick chitin covering her neck and most of her limbs didn't help now she was getting to the point where clothes couldn't cover it. She'd denied what she was at first, wanting no association with the creatures that enslaved children. But she had no way of hiding it.
The smile and comment just gets a flat look from black compound eyes.]
...You're saying we're that frighting to them, that they're too afraid to pass out? [That... Made sense. They feared for their lives so much that the adrenaline was too strong to faint. And that they should act less threatening hmm?] What do you mean by mongrel? I thought you were just being an ass to the kids.
['my mongrel' with her original thought would mean he had a kid, and she very much doubted that.]