tvk | Chapter 08 ~ Action

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Chapter 08 ~ Action

[ If you happen to decide to visit the bookstore today (or, you know, you work here), you'll notice there is a fairly large amount of books laying in front of the store, as if they were tossed out with little care. We're talking piles of books, guys. You can probably take them if you want, because it doesn't seem anyone is actually paying attention to what the hell is going on. Just be careful if you walk into the store, because you may or may not be pelted with even more books. Why? Because Gilgamesh. Do we really need to say more? He's been busy going through literally every book in the store, and discarding any he finds offensive. You can already tell where this is going, right?

Gilgamesh. In the bookstore. Disposing of books. While wearing this. Yes, your worst nightmares have come true. Gilgamesh is the new owner of this fine establishment, much to the horror of two certain servants who just so happen to work here part-time. How will they react? How will you react? Let us find out on today's action packed episode of Goldie Takes Over The World! ]

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Well, well, well. If it isn't the Kashshaptu.

[ Books scattered every, broken shelves, ripped up pages. Yeah, this is hardly a bookstore anymore. More of a battle ground. ]

I've just been doing a little re-modeling. You should have seen how dreadfully boring this place was before I got here.

...Stop calling me weird things.

[She'll take another look around before propping herself on a downed shelf.]

I highly doubt this store needed your brand of remodeling.
So, tell me, what exactly do you plan to do with this war-torn husk of a building, now?

Make me.

[ Hey, if she's going to continue calling him a brat, he'll act it for the lulz.

Ah, but that was the question of the hour. What was he going to do with a trashed shop? ]

Well, after the books I've ordered have come in, it doesn't really matter. I'll just clear the rest of this junk out of here by then.

[ Bet you can't guess what those books are. ]

Idiot.

[Siiiigh.]

I think you're missing the point of a bookstore.
It's supposed to be diverse so people buy things from it.

You're just going to make it into your own personal library.
In which case, why not just do it at your home instead of gutting this place?

You make no sense, king of fools.

[ Well, now that she put that option out there... ]

Then maybe that is exactly what it is. Do you honestly expect me to give a damn what these mongrels actually want? They'll buy what I tell them to buy.

That's perfectly ridiculous.
No one's going to put up with that, you know.

They'll probably avoid you as I try so hard to do.

If you had any sense whatsoever, you'd have given those books out at a discount.
People will gladly take them off of your hands if they think they are getting a deal.

[She'd look around and giggle a bit at the wreckage of an obvious fight.]

And it might have saved you all this repair work.

[ Oh, there's that playboy grin again. ]

You try so hard, yet here you are. I'm almost convinced you've developed some sort of school girl crush on me. Not that I could hardly blame you, but I'm not really interested.

Besides, I'm giving them away. Isn't that better than simply selling them at a discount? I wouldn't want money for such trash in the first place.

Besides, it wasn't that much effort. [ People do anything for his money okay. ]

Oh, yes, how ever did you find me out? I wandered into a hovel like this just praying I'd run right into you.

Don't flatter yourself.

I came in because I was curious as to what moron would make such a mess.
Low and behold, I find the biggest moron I've met thus far. Silly me, I should have known.

Even then, I was going to be nice and keep you company while you cleaned.
But, I suppose there isn't enough room for me in here what with the size of your ego.

[ Honestly, he's lucky he even still has any ego left at this point. Between being killed by his own shadow and seemingly never being able to get what he really wants, seriously. Apparently luck doesn't work with all things. ]

Don't mock me, witch. I know your true intent. To laugh at me some more after that incident, right?

Hmpf. That's probably the only thing you're good at without your sorcery.

[Is that a pout, I see~?]

Surely you know how I love laughing at your misfortune, but that's not the sole reason I talk to you.

You don't know as much as you think you do.

Besides that, I told you I wanted to forget about that, didn't I?
A skilled witch doesn't dwell on the obvious.

[Lazy sigh.]

If you want to be alone, that's fine. I can amuse myself otherwise.~

Do whatever you wish, woman. Unlike some people, I actually have work to do.

[ Also known as pretending to be busy because you really don't have the drive to troll back after that humiliating scuffle this after noon.

Yeah, he's pretty much pretend reading through a pile of books on the desk, occasionally shooting a glance to her to see if she's actually moved. ]

[She's moved, but not by much. She'll be picking books from the floor and nosing through them before setting them aside.]

Are you sure you want to get rid of all of these? It's awfully wasteful.

[He's weary and she knows it. It's no fun to claw at someone with no fight left in them.]

Look, if you pile up these books, you can at least sell them off until you get whatever rubbish you ordered. Or perhaps make a little section for them in the corner. You'd get less complaints, I think.

[ Damn it, Beato. Don't talk sense to him. It'll probably break his brain. He'll let out a sigh, shortly after ridding himself of the book and joining her in book pick-up fest 2011. ]

I'm not even concerned about selling anything. Mongrels of this era will buy anything. But I refuse to be a part of the further stupidification of the human race.

[ Never mind the fact he's actually thrown out classic literature along with stupid sparkling creatures and certain religions. ]

[She'd giggle a bit in spite of herself.]

You can't stop people from being stupid.
At least if they're reading, they aren't hopeless.

Do what you will with them. They are your belongings, now.

I'm only stacking them.

Not hopeless? Have you read some of this trite? Sparkling vampires, the living dead... Humanity has fallen far.

[ Grumblegrumble. He doesn't like things and never will he is just a grumpu old man. ]

Whatever. If they want to pollute their minds with such filth, let them.

I've read some things. None of which included...such creatures.

I do enjoy a mystery novel now and again. You've heard of those, right?

Not everything man makes is drivel.

I sincerely doubt you read every book you tossed out of this store today.

Mystery? Sounds boring.

And of course I didn't. I wouldn't have time to do that much. A few pages should be enough to tell if a book is worthy or not.

Only someone like you would think so.

And you can't tell a book is going to be worth anything by flipping a few pages.

Why did you even buy this place? You don't even seem like you've read more than a history book in your life.

It should be more than enough to tell. If something doesn't catch your interest in a few minutes, it's obviously not worth your time.

As for why? Simple. I have to keep an eye on her.

[ but who could this mysterious her be dun dun dun ]

You must miss out on a lot of things, then, brat prince.

Her~?

[Now you've gone and brought back that awful smile.]

Now I see. All of this was to impress some girl~?
You really are just a child with too many playthings.

So, tell me, did it work~? Has she been swayed into your waiting arms~?

You should really drop that stupid nickname, unless you want me to continue calling you Kashshaptu.

[ And nope he's not going to be so easily trolled okay totally pokerfacing. ]

And I really don't see how that's any concern of yours.

Why drop it when it's so appropriate?
Of course, I'd hate for you to call me something so ugly in public.
Your dead language is atrocious.

And I'll take that as a no. Seems like quite a bit of work for unrequited love.

And yet you're the one lacking manners. Don't most mongrels find ancient languages something interesting to study? Why, I even ordered as much of their so-called research upon my home as possible so I can point out every little flaw they've made and have things corrected. That is my obligation as king, is it not?

...And make no mistake. I bought this place so I could keep an eye on her. I do not trust the company she keeps.

Do I look like some stuffy historian to you?
I don't care about some archaic civilization that died out miserably.

I truly think your problem is that you have too much time on your hands.
Stalking women and correcting typos? I thought a king would have much more...kingly things to occupy himself with.

But you, you sit in a dusty bookstore you bought claiming to keep an eye on someone. So, where is she? Seems to me, you can't even stalk her right. Tch.

That is exactly my problem. There are no means to entertain myself during the day. The only exciting thing is the dark hour where monsters roam. And it's not like these mongrels are so willing to accept me as their king without any proof, which this damned city has seen to taken away.

And she's off duty. It's not as if I can keep her here all the time.

[ Something about breaks or whatever. ]

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