"No good. That's no good at all, Mister Twitching Eyebrows. You should go and meet new people."
"W-What?"
The Golden King was taken aback by the Ancestor's sheer level of disrespect. Even Gilgamesh knew his limits, as high as they may be, and a fight with a True Ancestor would not necessarily end in his favor. Even so, the casual disrespect that she had shown him was something completely new. He was not used to people addressing him in such a manner - usually they fled in terror or bent down in obedience.
"This city is pretty big. Surely you can find find people to get along with. Or maybe you're antisocial?" She considered him for a second. "Hm, indeed you look the part. Even your clothing sense is all wrong. Guess I'll have to help you." She sighed dramatically. "I intended to go back early to watch some new movies but now I can't leave and simply ignore a sad and lonely puppy like you."
The King of Heroes was completely struck dumb. He gaped at the blond haired woman, his regal manner and bearing temporarily pushed aside. Even as the Phoenix flew joyfully around their heads, Gilgamesh was utterly confused.
"I hereby declare Operation One Thousand Friends start now!!"
He couldn't take it anymore. With that declaration, the Original Hero began to laugh, his previous irritation faded like it had never been. Shaking his head in mirth, Gilgamesh looked at the Ancestor in amusement.
"You are not what I had expected from an Ancestor, certainly."
With a breath, Gilgamesh composed himself, his kingly disposition completely restored.
"I must disappoint you - I have only one friend. Only one man is my equal, and throughout all of time this will never change," He noted the sunbird's antics with some amusement, watching as it soared around the tower, spreading its' feathers far and wide across the city in a blaze of flame.
"What of you, Ancestor?"
*******
The driver's gurgling chuckles echoed in Lawrences mind as he rolled down the window. "...Against my fervent desire to get away from here as fast as I can, sure."
Law shoved the .45 into a coat pocket of his, motioning with his head to the passenger side seat. "Put the sword in the back, should fit, at an angle. Try not to scratch the leather, please, this day has been bad enough already."
Hakumen's massive hand reached down and carefully opened the car door.
"Very well."
Carefully sliding his giant sword into the backseat, the warrior gently lowered himself into a car. His giant body somehow managed to fit inside the door frame - to anyone with half a sense of humor, it would have looked comical. The white giant was scrunched up in the passenger seat of the muscle car, somehow managing to fit even though part of his shoulder stuck out of the open window and his long, silver hair took up most of the backseat.
Even though his blade now rested in the backseat, the way the giant had laid it made it such that the sword poked out into the front are of the car, its' handle conveniently close to Hakumen's hands. The warrior slowly turned his head to stare at Law once more, his completely blank looking dispassionately at the driver. For a moment, it almost seemed like one of the crimson eyes on his shoulder piece had blinked.
"Drive."
*******
"Greetings. My name is Grigori. Would anyone here be willing to name themselves?"
"No."
The resident shut down the woman as soon as she appeared, his back turned. He could feel the energy radiating from her, and it took some considerable willpower to suppress his initial reaction to kill her. It didn't matter much to him, in the end. The resident had turned his back to the rest of the group, and was contemplating simply going back inside the bookstore when a gigantic metal bird crash-landed out of nowhere, picked the woman up, and promptly crushed her into the pavement.
Even for someone as apathetic as him, the suddenness of the events was enough to startle the resident. Leaping back so fast his form blurred once more, the red-haired man landed next to a lamppost in a crouch, tracking the proceedings with his eyes. Just seeing the woman in action made him irritated - her battle with the mechanical bird invoked instincts that the resident repressed. Attacking here was pointless-
"That was rather exciting! Although it seems I have failed to answer your original question, Henry. I am here in search of some entertainment. The nights can be so boring sometimes, however it seems like there are still things that can surprise even me. I haven't been ambushed like that for ages."
The red-head's eyebrow twitched.
The next instant happened too fast for even a supernatural eye to see. In a rending of metal, the resident had ripped the lamppost he was crouched next to straight from the ground and thrown it at the woman like a spear.
