I get these cravings, to get out and escape
Gilgamesh
Gambler
Marauder
04-19-2023, 10:53 PM
Gil didn’t often take this path as he often didn’t care to trek north of Obsidian Beach. Today, though, he was on a sort of personal mission. Having stopped by home to bandage his missing digit and snag a bottle of booze to drink on the way there, the man was halfway to feeling better. Lost in thought as he rode on his prideful high of kicking koi wolf ass, he almost didn’t notice the other pirate. She was young and barely noticeable to him most of the time. Except this time she was calling out to him. Stopping as both ears turned to her, he tilted his head curiously in her direction. Yo? Is that what youngin’s said these days? A light huff leaves his nostrils as he considers moving on past the yearling. Yet, she goads his pride and mentions his wins in the raid. A flicker of a smirk crosses his lips as he decides to approach her. “I suppose it was alright. My carrying in the raid still did not get us a win,” Gil replied as he eyed the girl carefully. Was he bitter? Slightly, only deterred because he had finally bested Terry or was it Tammy? Eh, still and got that punk’s toe! Anyway, he eyed her still because while Gil didn’t really care how well others did, he did want the pirates to start winning more often. So he supposed he should care how well the other pirates did. Fuck. “Couldn’t say the same about you though. Seems like you and your siblings need some work,” his lip twitches somewhat as he rolls his shoulders. Shifting his weight, he wonders how she will response. ”Speech” ’Thought’ |
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him