Tea Time with a Giant.

[Alleyway Jack]

The First District was husseling and busseling per usual.
Shoppers running from store to store, picking up their daily supplies, and children ran about in the square unattended.
Everything was as it should be, in the land where paths crossed.
Then why, on such an idyllic day, should a storm cloud blot out the sky?

Signaled by bellowing thunder, and surging lightning, the clouds tore asunder, and let lose a bolt of fire, plummeting to the earth.
With tremendous force, the object struck the earth, and rose, to great the city.

"Hiiiiiiiiiii!" Gilgamesh yelled, waving to the townsfolk, staring back in terror.
It wasn't for five whole minutes until a little girl approached Gilgamesh and explained that his cloak was still on fire. Gilgamesh looked back to it, screamed, stopped, dropped, screamed more, and rolled about.
^Phew, thought Gilgamesh, standing,^{that was close. Hey, I should thank this little girl! Now...What do little girls like? OH! OF COURSE!}
Gilgamesh produced a large dirk fashioned from Orchalum.
"Well here ya go, little girl! Thank's for your help!"said Gilgamesh with a silly grin, and pushed the magical blade into her hands.
"NOW I, GILGAMESH, THE GREATEST WARLORD OF ALL SEVEN REALMS OF TIME AND ALL SIXTY-EIGHT SACRED HOMES MUST HAVE HIS AFTERNOON TEA!"

Gil ran to the cafe and took his seat, waiting to be served by a very scared waitress.
While he waited, he saw somebody he thought he knew across the way, and called out to them!
"HEY! BUDDY! IT'S ME! GILGAMESH! THE GREAT HERO GILGAMESH!"

[marn]

He, Gilgamesh, the greatest warlord of all seven homes and sixty-something realms is very noisy, thought Marn drily. This was why he detested leaving the alley. This was why he hated people. This was why Sequir was the only real good place to live in. This was why this place sucks.


His fingers curled around Arachnomania, concealed within the obviously too-long hoodie sleeves. If that man so much as came near Marn, he was going to castra-


"HEY! BUDDY! IT'S ME! GILGAMESH! THE GREAT HERO GILGAMESH!"


...Was he waving. To Marn? Or was he waving to Marn and the dozens of people around him. Either way, Marn rather liked his afternoon coffee, and that cafe gave the best. Calmly, he walked straight past the large, fancy-dressed man. He waited at the counter as the waitress automatically went to get his coffee, not even needing to ask. There were many strange people here - heck, just the other day, he saw this (Admittedly, quiet cute) boy with wolf ears and a large tail.

[Sol the Dusk Wolf]

Sol wandered the streets of Traverse Town, looking at the townspeople that passed by him. It had been how long now since he came to this town? A few days? A week maybe? It was hard to tell since it was always nighttime here. Regardless, the only thing that concerned Sol was that he needed a home to stay at, because living in an alleyway was really started to get on his nerves. He was getting sick and tired of living in a damp place where Heartless always seemed to lurk.

"I swear, I need to find a place to stay at, if it costs money I could always..." he said to himself before shuddering at the thought that he had. He knew that it could earn him money, but after getting a few...looks...from women {and a few guys.} he wasn't so sure if he should do it. If he did, it could mean that he might be stalked by people that would want a piece of him. "No way, hell no I'm not doing it then." he said as the sound of loud chatter hit his ears.

From what it sounded like, some guy was announcing that he was going to get some tea. What an idiot...screaming at the top of your lungs like that. Who does he think he is anyway? Sol thought. While he tried to ignore the yelling, he did figure that since the guy was getting tea, there should be a cafe nearby. So the wolf boy walked through the crowds and found a cafe, "Guess I could go for a drink."

As he walked in he looked at the menu of drinks and snacks that they had. It all seemed good...but not what the wolf wanted today. So he went up to the counter and ordered a glass of milk. As he got his milk and drank it, he noticed a boy, a cute one at that, and couldn't help but smell the scent of Sequir on him, well that was interesting. "Um...Excuse me kid...have we met before?" he asked the boy with the hoodie and spider tat underneath it.

[Alleyway Jack]

Gilgamesh sat in contemplation.
^{What a wonderful fruity flavor! This Keemun Hao Ya is simply divine! The silver tips of the leaf really give it the most wonderful of undertones. I'll have to stop in China and pick up more... What's this? Hey! Somebody is coming over! Huh? He ignored me.} Gilgamesh was put out. ^{Why'd he do that? Does he not like me? He looks...different.YEAH I'M SURE OF IT! HE'S NO NORMAL HUMAN! No wonder he didn't like me. He's... Is he one of those ant people from Transylvania? No, they aren't as pale as he is.He must be from Weyward! He's one...wait, they are all dead. Is he...a Fremen?! THAT'D BE AWESOME!...but he is raving about water, so...no...Hmmm, I'm actually going to have to think about this rather than just blindly guessing! Let's start with his physical appearance. Man he's gloomy! And a hoodie? What's he trying to hide? A SWORD!? No... you don't hide a SWORD. You present and yell about it. Whoah! Nice shoes! Is that..silk? I'VE GOT IT! HE'S HALF SILK WORM! Neat! Well, on to his demeanor. Angry. Angry for no good reason. I mean, shouldn't he be jubilant to be basking in my warmth? HEY! HOW DARE HE NOT BE DANCING?! WELL I OUGHTA SHOW HIM WHAT FOR!}
"WAITRESS!" Gilgamesh screamed, "GILGAMESH, ME, DEMANDS TEA CAKES! Please, if that...wouldn't be too much of a problem."
When the cakes were brought out, Gilgamesh got down to work on his crafty scheme. He produced a sheet of paper, and pen, and scribbled "Hello! Let's be friends! -Gilgamesh" on it. Creasing and licking it, he made a little sign, and folded it so it would stand upright. Ever so carefully, he placed the sign on top of the tea cakes.
^{NOW HE'LL LOVE ME FOR SURE! WHO DOESN'T LOVE TEA CAKES!}
With a sinister looking grin, and a deep chuckle, Gilgamesh slipped the tea cakes into the void, and out of the void, onto the counter before Marn.
^{Hurrah! New friends! I can't wait to have wild adventures with the Silk-Work Boy! Hey! I wonder if I can get him to sew me a new cloak, this one is...charred...}

[marn]

What a coincidence.


The very same cute boy he had been thinking about popped up of nowhere. Marn couldn't help but think about a massive portal that would lead back to Sequir as well as a large sack of gold.


.......


Well, it was worth a try.


"I am not a kid. We have passed each other several times. We do not know each other." It was stating the obvious, really, and Marn noticed how people was staring at his open body. Scowling, he pulled the hoodie closer.


"WAITRESS! GILGAMESH, ME, DEMANDS TEA CAKES! Please, if that...wouldn't be too much of a problem."


Completely ignoring the waitress as she scurried to serve the man, he blinked several times when a cake twisted into existence before him. There was a note stuck in it. There was a short pause, and Marn decided it was obviously meant for him.


OhGodinstructionsforreturningtoSequir?! ....Where's the sack of gold?


"Hello! Let's be friends! -Gilgamesh"


And Marn detested this place even more. His eyes flicked to the wolf-boy next to him, running his eyes in a calculating stare of a pederast, noting how well-built he was, and how..familiar? Well, after walking past a person several times..


Somehow, he had a feeling he knew who this Gilgamesh was. However...


Carefully, he tore off the signature -Gilgamesh.


Making sure his back was to the obnoxiously loud man, he leant forward, whispering to the woman at the counter. With an equally sinister grin, he shook his hair back, composed himself and spoke in a husky tone. "Here. He wants one of everything you have. Now."

[Sol the Dusk Wolf]

Sol watched the boy closely and took his harsh words in, "Okay...sorry for calling you kid. It's just a thing I sometimes do with people that are...younger than me, but I don't think your younger than me...so sorry." Sol said to him as he listened to the man screaming his head off. Man was that starting to annoy the wolf boy to no end. He actually thought about going over to him and smacking him in the face just to shut him up.

But he decided against it, he really didn't want to cause any fights today. He then focused his attention back to Marn, the smell of Sequirian earth still lingered on him, and Sol wanted to know why. But before he could ask a tea cake with a note on it appeared out of no where. Sol peered over Marn's shoulder and peered at the note. He couldn't really understand it, but it must have made Marn mad since he tore a piece of it off and said something to a woman that he didn't catch.

Once all that was over, he decided to ask Marn more about who he was, starting with the obvious. "So uh...I was wondering...you sorta have a...certain scent on you...you wouldn't happen to have been to a place called Sequir...have you?"

[Alleyway Jack]

Gilgamesh watched in extacy as his present arrived.
Oh boy! He's going to be so happy! Oh? Why...why doesn't he look happy? He's talking to the waitress? He just must be confused. I'll just wait a few minutes more. He'll walk over her and we'll be best friends!
Time passed, as Gilgamesh watched Marn chat with a stranger.
Eventually, a huge amount of food was brought out to Gilgamesh.
"That man over there bought this for you."
"Yeah yeah, put it on my bill..." Gilgamesh said, as he sunk down into the Aether.
The seam of space slid open with a loud zip.
The top Gilgamesh's head emerged from hole, staring Marn in the face.
"Hi! How's it going? Having a nice day?"

[marn]

Hmph.


Was he really that youthful? Well, he still didn't intend to flash his body about, and his hoodie was drawn even more protectively over himself.


"So uh...I was wondering...you sorta have a...certain scent on you...you wouldn't happen to have been to a place called Sequir...have you?"


Marn raised an eyebrow, that was the only indication he heard the wolf boy, not at all looking away or changing of emotions. However, inside, his heart was racing.


"Scent? A little kinky, isn't that?"


And Marn pulled the hoodie over the remainder of his torso. Sheesh.


Sequir. Sequir. Maybe his wish did come true. And maybe the Gigamashup has the gold. Yes. YES. He was beginning to like this place.


Drily, he began, "Sequir is the place where I used to - "


"Hi! How's it going? Having a nice day?"


"..Not encounter weird people with the ability to rip the fabric of time and space."


Without even blinking, Marn stared back at the head in front of him without the slightest trace of emotion, while patrons shrieked at the suddenly headless man. Marn's coffee arrived, but he had no intention of leaving, not yet, until he could find out more about the wolf boy.


"Luv, ice this for me," muttered Marn, holding up his drink. The woman was more then happy to run away. Turning, he looked at the wolf boy then Giggy in turn. "Who in the name of your title are you?" he asked first towards the man. "And how do you know about Sequir?" he continued, looking at the wolf boy.

[Sol the Dusk Wolf]

Sol waited for Marn's answer, if he was from Sequir, then that would mean Sol wasn't alone! But...Marn wasn't a werewolf, that much he could tell. Maybe he was just a regular human? But, there was another scent on him that wasn't human, but Sol couldn't quite tell what it was, he had never really studied the other species of his home world. Now he wished he did, since he was really interested in Marn now.

Then Marn was about to say something until...

"Hi! How's it going? Having a nice day?"

Sol nearly jumped out of his clothes when that odd man's head suddenly popped up in front of Marn, "What the hell?! Why are you showing us your head man?!" the wolf said, obviously being caught off guard with this man's antics.

After seeing Marn look at the man with an emotionless stare, the wolf boy managed to cool down a little enough to catch Marn's question for him. So he wanted to know how Sol knew about Sequir did he? "Well...I'm from Sequir. I'm from one of the werewolf tribes there, and my name is Sol Callaway, what about you? What and who are you known as from Sequir? If you lived there that is."

[Alleyway Jack]

Marn's words rang through his head like a rock ballad played on a guitar full of milk. Who am I?! WHO AM I?! HE DOESN'T KNOW? HOW CAN HE NOT KNOW! I"M THE GREATEST WARRIOR EVER! ...He doesn't know...I'm going to cry... WELL I'LL JUST HAVE TO TELL HIM! YEAH!

Gilgamesh thought about Marn's question for about two seconds before he responded.

"Oh, well. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Gilgamesh. The last in the line mighty warriors from the Genji village. Each year, we would host a brutal tournament for the right to wear our sacred armor, and the winner would take it for a year, and search for-" Gilgamesh leapt from the rift and posed on the bar Super Senpai style "THE LEGENDARY SWORD OF LEGENDS! A MYSTERIOUS AND WONDERFUL BLADE THAT ONLY A MAN OF TRUE GRITS AND PURE HEART CAN WIELD!" Gilgamesh hopped down off the table, and seated himself beside Marn. "That was eons ago through. You see, when a man comes of age in our village, he must undergo a harrowing. He is cast from the village, and must make his own way in the wilderness for one year. There I met my brother, Enkidu! HALF MAN AND HALF BEAST! Upon our return, I met my home in flames. A single structure stood amidst the ashes. The housing of our Genji Armor.
Though I had no right, I bore the armor, to commemorate our village.
It was dirty and disgusting. Stained with blood, sweat and tears. But that is what makes it the most powerful suit of armor in the universe. The will of mankind has been drizzled over it, like chocolate over a sweet strawberry! AND THAT MAKES THOSE THINGS LIKE A HUNDRED PERCENT BETTER!"

Gilgamesh fondly rubbed his armor as he continued.
"So, I set out, continuing out tradition. I vowed to find that sword or die trying! And then a funny thing happened... I met a might wizard who promised me he'd help me find my destined blade! Long story short, my best friend died, I grew six extra arm out of sheer willpower, and I got throw into The Void. There I was assailed by a number of horrid monsters! I CRUSHED THEM ALL! I AM GILGAMESH, THE MIGHTIEST WARRIOR TO EVER LIVE! EVEN DEATH HIMSELF COULD NOT BEST ME! AND HE TRIED TOO!"

Gilgamesh leapt up again, casting off his cloak and revealing his arms and his magnificent armor.

"THERE, I BESTED DEATH AND EARNED MY IMMORTALITY! THOUGH IT WASN'T VERY USEFUL! I was stuck in the void."

He sat again.

"So, I did what no man has done. I mastered THE VOID! A POWER BEYOND POWER! THE VERY FABRIC OF REALITY IS MY PERSONAL PLAYTHING!"

Gilgamesh leapt from his chair, again, and opened a hole above him.
He tumbled out another hole next to that hole, over the first hole, into a third hole, and back into his seat.

"With this new power, I began to scour not only MY universe, but ALL universes! IF THE LEGENDARY SWORD OF LEGENDS DOES EXIST, SOMEHOW, SOMEDAY, I WILL HAVE IT! AND IT DOES EXIST!
Okay, your turn. Tell me your lift story, new friend!" Gilgamesh concluded with a big grin.

[marn]

Marn waited patiently until the man was done. "Yippee," he replied in a deadpan tone, turning back to the wolf-boy.


He considered his response for a while. Finally, he opened his mouth. "I, too, am from Sequir, yes..."


Then he hesitated. It explained a lot, the boy was a werewolf. Half of them rampaged through the world at times. Slowly, he reached up and took off the hood, shaking his hair back. "Marn," he said carefully, not wanting to reveal his last name first. The boy was uncannily similar, and since he took on his aunt's last name....


"Spider tribe." Yes, that would suffice. He had never heard of the Callaways before, heck, he'd never heard of any other last name besides Liniera. Even moreso when the boy wore and open hoodie himself. Tattoos were clear beneath, and Marn wondered if they served the same purpose his did. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Life story, huh.."

[Sol the Dusk Wolf]

If it wasn't for the fact that there were still people in the cafe then Sol would have gone full wolf and ripped that Gilga-whatever his name was right there and then. But he knew he had to keep calm, he really wanted to know more about this boy that was from his home.

"Marn"

That was his name. But why didn't he give him his last name? Was he scared to reveal it to a werewolf? It was true that werewolves had many enemies on Sequir, but Marn didn't look like one.

"Spider tribe..."

That's when Sol got some surprise on his face, Marn was from the spider tribe? Sol tried to remember the last time he had fought someone from that tribe, though he wondered more if he ever saw one. Well if he didn't then Marn would be the first. Well anyway, Sol just sat next to Marn as the watched the "fool" dance around and talk to no end.

[Alleyway Jack]

Gilgamesh stared at Marn expectantly.
Well? When do I get to hear his life story? He's just sitting there, chatting away with that other kid. Gilgamesh turned and looked at the other kid, sizing him up. He's also wearing a hoodie. Lots of hoodies today...where else have I seen a hoodie...Gilgamesh turned his head back to Marn.Hoodie hoodie hoodie...Here there and everywhere! ... ... ... HEY! HE'S WEARING A HOODIE TOO!

A big doofy grin spread across Gilgamesh's face.
"HEY! YOU GUYS ARE MATCHING! WHITE HAIR, WHITE HOODIE! BLACK HAIR, BLACK HOODIE! AHHAHHA! AND YOU BOTH COME FROM THE SAME PLACE!
Are you two brothers!?"

Gilgamesh bobbled about for a few seconds, when an internal mechanism in his triggered. This scent. I know this scent. From where do it come? Gilgamesh looked to Marn, and then to Sol. But...I don't see it. This is clearly long sword I am smelling. It seems to be coming from...*SNIFF SNIFF* THAT ONE. The werewolf.

Gilgamesh's sunny demeanor plummeted off him, and he pulled his Hannya mask over his face.

"You there. Hound. You have the scent about you. You are carrying blades. Remove them from your darkness! Unsheath them! They will be MINE!" Gilgamesh finished with a roar, and with a meaty hand, overturned the table he sat at, and drawing a Blood Sword, a replica of The Durandal and The Save The Queen, prepared to slay Sol and take his weapons for his prize.

[marn]

"I-"


Damnit, even the fool noticed it.


"You there. Hound. You have the scent about you. You are carrying blades. Remove them from your darkness! Unsheath them! They will be MINE!"


Marn was sipping his coffee that just arrived, then the man roared and got up. All the coffee flew out of his mouth in a phooo, spraying the countertop. As stupid as the man was, he was pretty fast, flipping the table as he unsheathed several swords in what seemed to be several arms. Sliding off the chair, Marn turned once or twice, flinging away chairs and glasses hurled towards him with Arachnomania under his sleeves.


People shrieked and screamed, running towards the door as the flipped table rolled towards Marn. Lazily, he raised his arms, sleeves falling back, Arachnomania in his hands as he kicked the table up and made a powerful slice. It barely scratched the table, but it sent the table flying straight towards the man.

[Sol the Dusk Wolf]

Sol was just about to say something to Marn when he heard that stranger Gilgamesh suddenly rant about Sol having swords and him claiming them. Wait, how did he know he had swords in the first place? And claim them? Fat chance, they were his father's swords, the only memory he had of his deceased father, he was not going to let that leave his possession. "You'll have to pry it from my cold dead hands then ya freak." he said to the man with a glare full of death in it.

He jumped back from his seat as Gilgamesh flipped the table towards Marn who sent it back at him, Wow...what skill....He sure is something... he then brought himself back to focus as he drew out his two longswords Devil White and Angel Black and got into a defensive position in case the man attacked first.

[Alleyway Jack]

Seeing the flash of steel from his opponent, Gilgamesh rushed at Sol, hoping to settle this quickly. i JUMP !
With a concealed smirk, Gilgamesh hurled his Blood Sword at Sol, spinning it as it flew.
As the wind-shear sailed to the fleshy reed, Gilgamesh leap high and thought to himself I LOVE THIS PART!
As he flew above Sol, Gilgamesh drove two of his blade down towards Sol's scalp, while shouting "FELL FOR IT!" And guffawed.

[marn]

Quickly, Marn stepped backwards before jumping upwards, lithely landing on the wolf-boy - Sol Callaway's shoulders. Lightly, he spun-jumped off straight towards the long sword hurtling towards the boy when the man seemed to disappear and reappear far above Sol's head. Focusing on the bloody sword, Marn turned as Arachnomania met the blade several times as he flew past it.


He managed to somewhat deflect the angle and reduce some of the force, but it was still heading straight for Sol. Raising a hand, he shot fine, firm silk that wrapped around the handle of the sword, and with a grunt, tugged hard.


Marn was promptly dragged towards Sol as the sword continued it's deadly swish - all he managed to do was straighten the sword instead of it spinning erratically. Stabbing both daggers into the ground, the floorboards groaned as the force of Gilgamesh's powerful throw seemed to be unperturbed, but just before it stabbed into Sol, it fell with a massive thunk.


It was far too large and heavy for Marn to wield, and he released the silk in his hand. He was too far to halt Gilgamesh from splitting Sol asunder from scalp to crotch, and all he could do was hope the boy had the sense to move.

[Sol the Dusk Wolf]

Sol watched as Gilgamesh threw the sword at him, so he was going on the offensive was he? Sol was about to move out of the way when suddenly Marn jumped off of his shoulders and at the blade, which missed him, thank goodness. Sol then watched as Marn stopped the blade with some strange silk that came from his hand that stopped the sword in his tracks. Just as the wolf boy was going to thank him, he heard Gilgy come from above him and Sol rolled out of the way just in the nick of time to avoid being split open, "What the heck's your problem man? Why do you want my sword so badly?"

[Alleyway Jack]

Gilgamesh landed a few yards from Sol.

"Why?"

He sheathed his blades.
Without movement, he opened a hole in the sky, and let a bolt of lightning and a crack of thunder slip through. He then removed his mask, revealing a stern expression. All sense of joy had faded from his face. it was replaced with a shell of determination and duty. His eyes seem much older than did when he was spilling boyish glee as though it were wine from the goblet of a drunkard.

"Somewhere out there exits a legendary blade. The Legendary Sword of Legends. The people of the Genji Village have searched for it for eons now. That was, until they were slaughtered."
At this point, he tore away his Special Red Cloak, revealing a full suit of grimy purple armor.
"This is the armor of the Genji. Do you see the grime? It is the very soul. I bear their soul. THE WEIGHT OF THE GENJI RESTS UPON MY SHOULDERS!
I WILL SEIZE EVERY SWORD I MEET, UNTIL I FIND THAT TALE-ETCHED BLADE! YOUR BLADES ARE NO DIFFERENT!" He roared.

He reached six arms to his sides, and pulled from their homes six blades.
The BraveHeart, an Ice Brand, The Masamune, a replica of The Buster Sword, a common Longsword and a Chicken Sword shone in the twilight.
"I have no want for your pathetic knives, Arachnomancer. I do not wish to fight you. But you defend this boy, so I will make a pact with you. Cease your interference, and I promise I will not kill him. Interfere, and there will be no holding back!"

Gilgamesh opened another hole in they sky, and let the rains pour down.
Heh, I've always been one for theatrics, but this time, I am serious!

[marn]

"Fascinating," said Marn drily. "But I'm sure if Sol had this legendary sword, I'm sure he'd cut you down by now, hmm?"


All of the arms wielded blades now, and the strange man struck a very dangerous looking figure. It was raining in the restaurant, and the place was nearly evacuated of all people. Walking towards the man, Marn kicked up chairs, tables, any debris around and had them all hurled towards the man one by one, rather not getting in range of those nasty looking swords.