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let us restrain the gods.
lancer (enkidu) ; eidolon path.
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i want to offer my humble apologies for taking so long to get to replies & the like, sometimes those mental funks hit you know how it is with spaghetti
i’ll hopefully be getting to stuff soon!!
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first-hero:
It was definitely embarrassing, the way Gilgamesh jumped at the sudden warmth radiating directly against his back. He nearly dropped his bardiche, hands fumbling with the ax to regain a proper grip on it before he finally whipped around with wide eyes.
“…”
“…Yes, Enkidu.”
He couldn’t be upset. In fact, it took barely a moment for his expression to turn from displeased to boasting a genuine smile. He breathed a laugh, shook his head, and brought a hand up to mess with his friend’s vibrant green hair.
“I’m going to get you back for sneaking up on me, though. You know this, don’t you?”
Barely able to stifle another laugh, Enkidu’s smile simply broadened upon seeing their friend’s reaction. Almost exactly what they’d been hoping for, bringing a hint of satisfaction to their expression.
“So it works!” Well, they knew what to do with this stone now, then.
“Are you? And what are you going to do to get back at me, Gil?”
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stlckyflngers:
It was rather strange to hear someone out there who hasn’t dealt with Christmas, or at least didn’t know what it was. But then again, they could have always been from a different culture. Even though inside, this was a little baffling, Bruno kept a calm face. After all, he was a very patient and understanding person, plus it wouldn’t be any trouble to explain the holiday to this person.
“Christmas isn’t a stressful holiday outside of shopping,” Okay, maybe that was a bit of a lie. Sometimes Narancia and Fugo got rowdy over presents and Mista would sometimes open other’s gifts purely so there wouldn’t be four presents. Because to him, it was a bad omen. But then again, it was usual banter that happened between them. It wasn’t a big deal. He keeps himself from stating that lie and continues to explain it to this person. “It’s a time where you stay alongside your family or those you cherish fondly in that manner, you also give presents to those same people on that day. The reasoning is because this is considered to be Jesus’ birthday, so we take that time to celebrate.”
“Shopping...”
To be completely honest, Enkidu didn’t entirely follow along with the explanation they were being given. What did shopping have to do with this holiday? Why were presents being given? Jesus?
It had been thousands of years or so since they’d last walked on the Earth, and so many things had changed or developed.
“To celebrate someone’s birth on that large of a scale... had this Jesus been a king? I don’t recall that being a custom, years ago, but perhaps... Well, would you mind telling me more?”
Their curiosity had been piqued, and a spark of interest lit in their eyes. Something they were unfamiliar with, something they weren’t given some innate knowledge of because this wasn’t a typical summoning for a servant... right? Maybe that wasn’t why. No matter the reason, it seemed like there was a lot to learn here.
#stlckyflngers#( in character.#sdfdsf you weren't late at all please!!#i'm so sorry now they're going to ask 20 questions
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akingsvow:
♔ enkidu. [ @godsrestraint ]
Being bumped into is something that Kai is no stranger to. For the most part, Kai may have been able to just ignore it and shoot a simple glare at the one who made contact with him and move on with himself, but for a King who has very little to no understanding as to where he is or what his surroundings are like, Kai had absolutely no patience for it.
Turning to face the stranger who had just made a simple mistake of not looking where they’re going, Kai frowns at them.
“For the love of God, haven’t you been told to watch where you’re going?”
“You could get yourself hurt or something.” Not like he cares, though.
Maybe they hadn’t been paying attention to their surroundings, or maybe neither of the two had been. Regardless of that, Enkidu found themselves a bit caught off guard by the exasperated tone of the boy standing in front of them with an expression like that. Was it that big of a deal?
“I’m not quite sure there’s much to hurt myself on in the middle of a tundra,” they reply calmly, offering a quick glance around. Maybe ice, but that’s about it.
“I think it would be more dangerous if you were to get hurt, wouldn’t it? Wounds take time to heal, don’t they?”
#akingsvow#( in character.#first of all don't be sorry and second of all don't enable my shitposting with the navyseals copypaste pLEASE
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Near-silent footsteps in the snow draw them closer to their target. A small smile upon their face grows larger and larger the less distance there is between them. And then, when the moment is just right--
“Gil!” The stone from the little holiday gift box is pressed against the king’s back, and Enkidu laughs softly, peering at the other with a smile upon their face.
“They said this was a warming stone, right? Do you feel any warmer now?”
@first-hero
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“There was such a fuss the other day.”
A lot of things about this place were still a mystery to them, admittedly. Like the gifts that had been given to them all for ‘Christmas,’ a holiday that until that moment they had practically no knowledge about. Frankly, Enkidu still doesn’t know too much about it, but perhaps a simple conversation will help.
“After all… ‘Christmas?’ I’ve never dealt with such a thing.”
@stlckyflngers
#stlckyflngers#( in character.#here i come (late)#hmu if this doesn't work but (will smith poses) merry crisis!
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“Hot Chocolate…”
The packet they’d received as a gift is held up in front of them, as their gaze shifts between that and the array of beverages in Eidolon’s convenience store. The packet had said to mix it into water, but even being unfamiliar with something like this, Enkidu couldn’t imagine that nothing but water and chocolate would be a good mix.
Someone comes up a few steps away from them. Enkidu remains silent for a moment, thoughtful, before turning to the girl and pointing to the packet inquisitively.
“Would you really put water into something like this? That doesn’t seem all too appealing, to be honest.”
@emberfists
#emberfists#( in character.#this may be ages late but now it's here#just hmu if this doesn't work! enkidu doesn't know a thing my guy
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Physical Detail Ask Meme:
Σ(ﾟДﾟ；): Have they ever sprained or broken their leg before? How about their arm? What was the story behind it?
╰(*´︶`*)╯: Do they appreciate hugs? Would they prefer to give hugs or receive hugs? What kind of hugs do they like to receive and/or give?
ಠಿ_ಠ: Do they look up or down when they are trying to recollect something?
ヽ( ´O｀): What is their body language like when sleepy?
(Дﾟ≡ﾟДﾟ): When they are surprised by somebody do they physically jump? Scream?
(⸝⸝⸝ ̑ ̑⸝⸝⸝): Does their face get red after they drink?
(„ᵕᴗᵕ„): Does their face turn red when embarrassed? If so, how else do they react when embarrassed? (I.E. Shifting of weight upon foot, etc.)
( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ»: Do they have a sensitive spot/s?
(〇o〇；): What is their body language like when they are stressed? Do they try and hide the fact that they are stressed? How do they recover from said stress?
ಠ-ಠ: Do they like it when people touch their hair?
(ﾉ≧ڡ≦): Do they like to show affection by physically teasing? (I.E: Shoulder punches, etc.)
♪⁽⁽٩( ᐖ )۶⁾⁾ ₍₍٩( ᐛ )۶₎₎♪: How are they like when they dance? Are they stiff? Fluid? A good dancer? Do they prefer to dance with a lot of others, with one other person, or alone?
ง ( ⌓̈ )ง: Are they physically strong when it comes to fights?
(´∀｀): Do they laugh when they get nervous?
ಥoಥ: How are they like when they cry? Do they just stream tears nonstop? Does their nose get clogged to the point that it’s hard to breathe? Is it easy for them to speak when they are sobbing? Do they hiccup when they cry?
ಸヮಸ: Do they lean back or forward when they laugh hard? Do they snort? Slap their knee? Do that seal-esque clap? Do they often laugh to the point that you can’t hear their laugh anymore?
「(°ヘ°): How does one calm them down when they are freaking out? Do they prefer physical comfort, or would they rather be left alone?
⊙.☉: Does their voice get an octave higher when they lie? Does it crack?
( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡): Does having somebody stroke their head make them feel relaxed?
(ꈍᴗꈍ)ε｀*): Do they prefer kisses on the cheek? Forehead? What about neck kisses?
(-.-): How should one wake them up? Do they get out of bed easily?
(ó﹏ò｡): Are there any foods that make their stomach upset?
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i hope everyone who celebrates christmas has a good one! and if you don’t, then i hope you have a wonderful day with your own celebrations!
i’ll be hopefully getting to my replies & starters later this week, once the christmas business has drained me less. but thanks for making eido a great time so far!
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first-hero:
“Holma…..hand?”
“...Pff-- only one? And not both hands?”
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first-hero:
“Yes, something like………..holma.”
“...’Holma?’ And what is ‘holma,’ Gil?”
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first-hero:
“Huh, I see… I thought you’d said something different.”
“...Something different?”
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first-hero:
“…Say that again?”
“Oh, worm?”
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lunalier:
“same hat?”
“Same... I don’t have a hat?”
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constructivecritisms:
“…”
“Oh…, worm?”
“Oh... ... a worm?”
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“... ... ... ... ... ... ... ‘Oh, worm?’“
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thefalsechild:
He stood in silence – disbelief – as he listened to what Enkidu said. To take his place? As if someone like him could replace the real thing? The thought wrenched his heart, feeling so many things at once. He wanted to cry. He wanted to scream. But does he even have the right to?
“Are you stupid?” He spit out, not thinking much at all beforehand. He didn’t truly have a heart, but whatever semblance of one he had was doing the talking. “No, I’m not here to replace you. I was simply placed into your body, yet… Even as myself, people just see you. I’m just the person in a stolen body, only used to help an agenda that I foolishly believed I would benefit from.”
Oh, how he was tricked back then. It hurt him just to think about it.
“I’m just as much of a tool as you are, just duller. A butter knife led into believing they were an ax. So worry not, Enkidu. Your place in this world isn’t at risk. It’s mine that is.”
Are you stupid?
Enkidu blinks, and for a moment they simply remain silent, staring up at this mirror image in bewilderment. Stupid? Was it stupid for a tool to assume they were being replaced? Once tools are no longer useful, they’re tossed aside, left behind for something that functioned better. That was the way the world had worked since the beginning.
But they still remain silent, listening to the figure before them speak. Sounding bitter, about things out of their control, about their own foolishness and the foolishness of the world around them. Enkidu can only try to imagine what it must be like, to wear the face of another and be treated as though they were one and the same, regardless of their differences.
“...I’m sorry,” they finally speak, “for the ways the world has wronged you. But despite it all, you’re not... me. Even if you were shaped and placed in this body, the body of mine that had once reached its end-- well, we’re still tools. You’re no duller than I am. You need only to find your own... sense of self. Like I had, once upon a time.”
Without having any idea if their words would bring comfort or not, Enkidu spoke regardless. It was almost funny, one tool speaking to another saying ‘find yourself,’ when even in the end they had still viewed themselves as a tool. Had still told their King that there would be countless treasures more useful than them to find.
Was this what irony was?
its time to go apeshit
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