book 4: drinks for two
jael
12-04-2023, 11:22 AM
The lanky Raid King stretched out in front of his fire. Spring was here and that meant more time outside on the beach. With the granules scratching against his fur, he reached a paw forward to stoke the embers that crackled and spit out flames. Watching as the smoke and flicker of fire reached to the nighttime sky, he let out a content noise. It had been awhile since he had allowed himself to succumb to his drinking, but he felt as if all was at peace. At least lately it was. His family happy, the pack more than full, and not a threat to be seen. Having sent Urtur and Erish out on patrol that night so the others could also have a rest, Gil tilted back the bottle of booze he had taken from the stores.
Letting out a quiet hiccup, Gil settled further into the sand. An old piece of driftwood along his back to help support him as he stretched out his toes and leaned his face against the smooth piece of wood. His eyes close softly and he enjoys the noise of the ocean. Drifting in and out, the lapping of waves was relaxing. He preferred the sound and scents of the isle compared to the cave and he did not regret moving the pack out here. Their privacy was welcomed and Gil hoped the others agreed. As his mind lingered on random thoughts of those that followed him, he continues to drink the night away.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
12-07-2023, 07:27 AM
Gil can see her small form from down the beach. Though shadowed by the flicker of fire light, he can tell its her. The way her gait is slightly off, her small stature, how her scent is just barely carried to him on the breeze. He doesn't move though. He can smell the salty water and it nearly burns his nose as she approaches. Had she gone for a swim? The notes of grime clinging to the edges of her fur solidifies his guess that she was washing off whatever muck lingered at the bottom of the concrete pools out back.
He returns her smile as she steps closer and asks if there is space for her. There is always space for her. At least now there is. He makes sure there is. "Of course," his rumbling tones are slightly garbled by the obvious note that he had been drinking rather heavily. Lifting a paw to wave it in her direction, he beckons her closer so that she can begin to dry off by the fire. Reaching for a bottle nearby, he rolls it in her direction and nods to it, essentially telling her to drink.
"How was your day?" Gil asks out of earnest curiosity and also... something protective. While he was busy with his own duties, he had not seen her since sunrise. Though Erish had confirmed she hadn't left the isle, he hadn't kept a full eye on her the entire time. A little bit of a leash for now at least to see how much he could trust the girl. Taking another swig of his booze, he awaits her response.
He returns her smile as she steps closer and asks if there is space for her. There is always space for her. At least now there is. He makes sure there is. "Of course," his rumbling tones are slightly garbled by the obvious note that he had been drinking rather heavily. Lifting a paw to wave it in her direction, he beckons her closer so that she can begin to dry off by the fire. Reaching for a bottle nearby, he rolls it in her direction and nods to it, essentially telling her to drink.
"How was your day?" Gil asks out of earnest curiosity and also... something protective. While he was busy with his own duties, he had not seen her since sunrise. Though Erish had confirmed she hadn't left the isle, he hadn't kept a full eye on her the entire time. A little bit of a leash for now at least to see how much he could trust the girl. Taking another swig of his booze, he awaits her response.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
12-11-2023, 09:31 AM
Gil is proud that Jael doesn't flinch at the harshness of the hooch. While Avalon and Hallows alcohol may be refined and delicious, their drinks were tart and fiery. Brewed in the depths of pools that one would lift their lip to. It was the kind of good shit that made your belly prickle and your mind waver happily. Wolves didn't get angry on this shit, no they were joyous. At least, that was his opinion and it was clear on his face. That sloppy smile as he peered at Jael, a twinkle in his eye saved only for her and well, his wife. Can't forget that beauty either. Was he perhaps putting too much on his plate? To some, probably, but he didn't care. He had everything he'd ever wanted and more.
Pulled from his thoughts as her tail fans the fire, he lifts a brow with curiosity. Livestock? They were getting livestock? He blinks a few times and nods slowly. Fine, if that would keep her happy and more importantly safe, he'd find her some. Not from Avalon, but maybe... Heidinn or Ethne? Ethne would be an easier target. He wasn't ready to make enemies with the shadow yet. "And do I dare ask what kind of livestock you are hoping we obtain?" Gil asks carefully before taking another swig of his bottle. Really, it didn't matter what livestock she wanted, but he would need to know if he were to send someone searching for it.
But then she asks what he had been up to. His lips purse and he lets out a thoughtful rumble. "Busy work," he answers simply, his gaze turning to the fire. It wasn't a lie per say but it also wasn't the whole truth. There was a lot he had to tend to and not all he wanted to reveal yet. Between the two new... slaves, other members, the news revealed by Ig and Sparrow both respectfully, he had a lot on his plate in the regards of being an Alpha. Letting out a sigh, he reclines farther onto his side and lays his head down onto the sand by Jael.
"What would you do if one of your trusted," trusted was not necessarily the word others would agree, but fuck it, "confidants told you they found a litter of pups without a mother and they wanted to bring them home? The caveat being we have no room for the heathens," there was almost a groan in his voice as he closes his eyes. What the fuck was he to do about that? They needed to expand and sooner than he had anticipated, but maybe Jael would have another idea.
Pulled from his thoughts as her tail fans the fire, he lifts a brow with curiosity. Livestock? They were getting livestock? He blinks a few times and nods slowly. Fine, if that would keep her happy and more importantly safe, he'd find her some. Not from Avalon, but maybe... Heidinn or Ethne? Ethne would be an easier target. He wasn't ready to make enemies with the shadow yet. "And do I dare ask what kind of livestock you are hoping we obtain?" Gil asks carefully before taking another swig of his bottle. Really, it didn't matter what livestock she wanted, but he would need to know if he were to send someone searching for it.
But then she asks what he had been up to. His lips purse and he lets out a thoughtful rumble. "Busy work," he answers simply, his gaze turning to the fire. It wasn't a lie per say but it also wasn't the whole truth. There was a lot he had to tend to and not all he wanted to reveal yet. Between the two new... slaves, other members, the news revealed by Ig and Sparrow both respectfully, he had a lot on his plate in the regards of being an Alpha. Letting out a sigh, he reclines farther onto his side and lays his head down onto the sand by Jael.
"What would you do if one of your trusted," trusted was not necessarily the word others would agree, but fuck it, "confidants told you they found a litter of pups without a mother and they wanted to bring them home? The caveat being we have no room for the heathens," there was almost a groan in his voice as he closes his eyes. What the fuck was he to do about that? They needed to expand and sooner than he had anticipated, but maybe Jael would have another idea.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
01-05-2024, 07:54 AM
Chickens and maybe even goats. Well, Ethne would definitely be a target. Gil may have heard through Haydee and the grapevine that wound through Boreas that she kept chickens. Nice and plump and fat. As long as Jael tended to them, he wouldn't mind a raid down into Auster. They'd have to avoid The Hallows for now. Gil was being tactical about all of this. After the raid from Armada on their doorstep, he didn't want to go pissing anyone off... yet. He would rather friendly fire than an all out war. That was how he liked it and that was how it would be.
Letting his gaze focus on the fire, he nods and takes a swig. Chickens and goats, that he could make happen. He wouldn't admit openly that he was doing it for her. No, it would be for the pack. The isle's natural resources would dwindle eventually and unless they obtained a wolf that enjoyed fishing, they had to find an answer. Maybe Jael was the answer he was looking for. Another time to think about that... right?
Instead, his brain switches to the next topic and he lets out a snort. A gruff noise as he swigs from the bottle again. The world around him dances and he lets out another sigh. Fucking Ignis. Man needed to learn to keep his dick in his pants. "I told 'im to stash the brats iin the archipelago until Deluge shoves off with Scald," his words are slurring and he doesn't notice Jael scooting closer. Or maybe he does, but he doesn't do anything about it. His hearing is still muffled by the way the booze clogs his ears so the shuffle of sand beneath her paws goes unnoticed. He doesn't mind though.
Letting his gaze focus on the fire, he nods and takes a swig. Chickens and goats, that he could make happen. He wouldn't admit openly that he was doing it for her. No, it would be for the pack. The isle's natural resources would dwindle eventually and unless they obtained a wolf that enjoyed fishing, they had to find an answer. Maybe Jael was the answer he was looking for. Another time to think about that... right?
Instead, his brain switches to the next topic and he lets out a snort. A gruff noise as he swigs from the bottle again. The world around him dances and he lets out another sigh. Fucking Ignis. Man needed to learn to keep his dick in his pants. "I told 'im to stash the brats iin the archipelago until Deluge shoves off with Scald," his words are slurring and he doesn't notice Jael scooting closer. Or maybe he does, but he doesn't do anything about it. His hearing is still muffled by the way the booze clogs his ears so the shuffle of sand beneath her paws goes unnoticed. He doesn't mind though.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
01-05-2024, 08:18 AM
He seems to let sleeping chickens lay, or whatever the phrase was. Jael will count that as a victory for now. After trying to go swig for swig, mirroring the actions of the raid king quietly, she’s far more intoxicated than she initially realized. Giggly. Warm and not just from the fire (or Gilgamesh’s affection.)
Maybe that’s why the breeze off the sea feels so jarring. It rattles through her teeth, ruffles her coat. She shivers. Feeling exposed, curling her tail around herself. Brats, more brats. Gil and Modesty have brats. This mystery confidant had… found them. Hey wait a minute.
“The bratses, do they—“ she hiccuped. “They… look suspiciously like ‘im?” Another hiccup. Found them. Another shiver. Oh dear the booze was getting to her head. So was he. Fuck. Jael took another swig from her bottle, gave another giggle. “We’re gettin’ th’beach… I still wanna… live in the house okie?” The words are slurred, but her puppy dog gaze rests on his face.
Maybe that’s why the breeze off the sea feels so jarring. It rattles through her teeth, ruffles her coat. She shivers. Feeling exposed, curling her tail around herself. Brats, more brats. Gil and Modesty have brats. This mystery confidant had… found them. Hey wait a minute.
“The bratses, do they—“ she hiccuped. “They… look suspiciously like ‘im?” Another hiccup. Found them. Another shiver. Oh dear the booze was getting to her head. So was he. Fuck. Jael took another swig from her bottle, gave another giggle. “We’re gettin’ th’beach… I still wanna… live in the house okie?” The words are slurred, but her puppy dog gaze rests on his face.
As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.
01-05-2024, 06:33 PM
He chuckles at her hiccup. Cute, wasn't it? Such a tiny thing letting out such a noise was adorable. No, no, he couldn't be thinking these things. Right? Ugh. Gil has to think though for a moment. Had he actually seen those pups yet? No, he had just taken Ignis' word and didn't question anything else. Why would the man lie to him? His brow furrows as he drunkenly thinks of this predicament. Well, fuck. What if they were his? Did it really matter at this point?
Another grumble. Then he notices. She shivers. She's staring up at him with those big eyes. Damn. Those glimmering eyes draw him. Gil leans over him, shifting so that he can hover closer. Not too close, not yet, no. A noise vibrates in his chest. She still wanted to live in the house? Did she think he was going to force her to leave the isle? Modesty might... Once she recovered... Probably wasn't going to be pleased with Jael on the top floor.
"Migh' haveta move rooms, but ya can stay in the house," he murmurs, his lids drooping and lips turning in a sloppy smile. He wanted to make her happy. Make Modesty happy. Make everyone happy. Was that not an option?
Another grumble. Then he notices. She shivers. She's staring up at him with those big eyes. Damn. Those glimmering eyes draw him. Gil leans over him, shifting so that he can hover closer. Not too close, not yet, no. A noise vibrates in his chest. She still wanted to live in the house? Did she think he was going to force her to leave the isle? Modesty might... Once she recovered... Probably wasn't going to be pleased with Jael on the top floor.
"Migh' haveta move rooms, but ya can stay in the house," he murmurs, his lids drooping and lips turning in a sloppy smile. He wanted to make her happy. Make Modesty happy. Make everyone happy. Was that not an option?
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
01-05-2024, 07:36 PM
Hiccupping, hot under the collar. Warm, and cold all at once. Her head tosses, rolling on her side for just a moment. A heartbeat. "Y-you're sure you can trust him though," she just... checks in. Yeah, food for thought. Another hiccup around the start of her words, Jael grinning. If he was talking to her about one of his trusted confidants, what did that make her? That's maybe the one code she can't crack.
Move rooms? Jael keeps her gaze trained up on him, really leaning into the wide, puppy dog gaze. Doe eyed. Her heart beat in her chest, nervous. "I-in with you?" Hopeful, gaze bright. That's what she's gotten from what Gil has to say, at least. Tail wagging hopefully behind her, peering up at him with a bright, soft gaze. A brilliant little smile to match his, her heart warm. Boozy, she shivers once more against the harsh ocean breeze. Giggly and warm and very, very drunk. At this point, his answer is unlikely to matter. Jael hasn't been quite this intoxicated before, she probably won't remember in the morning.
Move rooms? Jael keeps her gaze trained up on him, really leaning into the wide, puppy dog gaze. Doe eyed. Her heart beat in her chest, nervous. "I-in with you?" Hopeful, gaze bright. That's what she's gotten from what Gil has to say, at least. Tail wagging hopefully behind her, peering up at him with a bright, soft gaze. A brilliant little smile to match his, her heart warm. Boozy, she shivers once more against the harsh ocean breeze. Giggly and warm and very, very drunk. At this point, his answer is unlikely to matter. Jael hasn't been quite this intoxicated before, she probably won't remember in the morning.
As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.
01-05-2024, 07:48 PM
Her question literally shocks him. Eyes widen, lips sputtering booze practically all over her. Does the girl not remember that he has a wife? His eyes then squint as he tries to figure it out. But the way she's staring at him with those big doe eyes, he can't help it. Part of him wants to say yes. She wouldn't take up much space, but fuck. No. Modesty. Yes. He gives his head a shake and gently places a paw on her head, scuffing her fur. "Silly girl, no. If you think Modesty is terrifying now, don't let her find out you suggested that," there is a seriousness in his tone even if he is almost as drunk as she is.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
01-05-2024, 08:20 PM
His eyes went wide, Jael giggled. She bats at him with a paw, pretending that her hope hadn't been genuine. When you're flirting with a cute girl and she gives you a just kidding haha... unless? Though Jael plays a dangerous game now, her drunken mind doesn't understand just how dangerous. She hadn't been serious (she had), of course not! (She was.) (Don't let her lie to you.)
Jael pretends she was kidding. It's a defense mechanism, flopped in the sand, giggling as she bats at Gilgamesh with one of her dainty little paws. Maybe she is a drunk fool in the moment, but she would still mask those sad feelings for the sake of her pride. "Shhh, I'm already... scared of her." Jael rests her head in the sand beside Gil's paw, gaze still on him. Drinking. Giggling. Sandy. Comfy by the fire.
Jael pretends she was kidding. It's a defense mechanism, flopped in the sand, giggling as she bats at Gilgamesh with one of her dainty little paws. Maybe she is a drunk fool in the moment, but she would still mask those sad feelings for the sake of her pride. "Shhh, I'm already... scared of her." Jael rests her head in the sand beside Gil's paw, gaze still on him. Drinking. Giggling. Sandy. Comfy by the fire.
As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.
02-01-2024, 11:22 AM
He watches her as her paws bat at him. Those giggles filling his drunken ears. A delightful sound. One he hadn't heard in awhile. He can't help the smile as he takes another swig. They really should stop drinking soon. He can feel the wooziness begin to fill him up, but he's having fun. Letting loose. Forgetting about his responsibilities.
When she comes to still, head resting beside his paw, her words admitting to her fear, another chuckle leaves him. Bringing his muzzle closer to her own, he lays his eyes on hers. "The one you should be scared of is me," he whispers to her, eyes unblinking, daring her, giving her the chance. He won't do it, not unless she wants it. The idea that she is terrified of him, but wants him at the same time is enthralling. It causes his belly to flutter with butterflies, his insides to stir, forces him to shift into a more comfortable position.
When she comes to still, head resting beside his paw, her words admitting to her fear, another chuckle leaves him. Bringing his muzzle closer to her own, he lays his eyes on hers. "The one you should be scared of is me," he whispers to her, eyes unblinking, daring her, giving her the chance. He won't do it, not unless she wants it. The idea that she is terrified of him, but wants him at the same time is enthralling. It causes his belly to flutter with butterflies, his insides to stir, forces him to shift into a more comfortable position.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
02-01-2024, 09:38 PM
Fire strikes as soon as she leans in. Lips pressed against each other and Gil is surprised. Surprised that she actually did it. Maybe it was the booze speaking, but he can't deny the obvious feeling in his chest. How his heart races. His insides twisting and turning. He presses back with a ferocity that he's sure might knock her over. Breathless, hot and panting as he pulls away, his eyes begging for more. "Jael," her name is a whisper on his liquor coated tongue. "We shouldn't be doing this," not exactly a regret, but definitely ashamed that he was continuing to make mistakes. As much as he wants to do it again, to relish in the sweet taste of her lips against his, he won't.
"We should turn in," his voice rumbles, eyes finally diverting away from her. Body shifting so they aren't nearly as close as they were.
"We should turn in," his voice rumbles, eyes finally diverting away from her. Body shifting so they aren't nearly as close as they were.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him
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