Gil-ko might be interesting to write in first person, come to think of it.Originally Posted by Kyte
I tried to stick to BL's "canon" as closely as possible for this snippet. Like her male counterpart, Female Gil isn't a particularly pleasant individual when you really get down to it.
EDIT: The "villains" of Fate are a moderately sympathetic lot. Most incarnations of Kirei -- trolling, evil, sadistic Kotomine Kirei -- have some traces of guilt and a moralistic upbringing left. Tokiomi cares about his wife and daughter, and suffers for his arrogance. Kayneth loves Sola-Ui in a sad, unrequited sorta way. Medea and Rider both got kicked around when they were alive. Zouken is a tragedy that already happened. He was once a slightly better person, but his soul has rotted too far to remember what his original goal was. Even totally irredeemable nutcases like Ryuunosuke and Gilles have a childlike, accepting quality to them, and Gilles's mind is warped into a pretty pathetic mess.
But Gil -- either gender of Gil -- doesn't have any of this. He/She is just arrogance and entitlement personified. Rarely does Gil get his face smashed in, and when he does, the lesson doesn't take. He's not fallible enough to lose very often, either, so comedic villain protagonist doesn't work well. So hopefully your dislike for all things Fem!Gil means that I stayed relatively close to in-character.
Hopefully.
First person might improve matters, with some finagling. A project for another day, I guess.
Hm...I suppose the snippet worked, then.
Also: Girl Kirei. It creeps me out. Also makes me wanna call child services. I feel bad for Caren.
Here's something more cheerful to compensate:
Detour From Shin-Tokyo [Kariya encounters Sekirei #08, Yume]
Kariya Matou’s eyebrow twitched. This was admittedly due to nerve damage, but Kariya thought it suited the situation well enough that he didn’t complain.
A “woman” in a black cloak, miniskirt, and bob cut had just kissed him. Not just a little peck, either. No, we’re talking full esophageal excavation. And then, she’d proceeded to grow wings of light from her back.
The female kept staring up at him, wide eyed and grinning. Her hands were clasped in front of her. Like a lobotomized Moonie with an ahoge.
“So you’re…”
“A Sekirei,” she said. “Number Zero-Eight, Yume. The Sekirei of Fate.”
It was the third time she’d repeated herself. Kariya thought he heard an air of patient indulgence in her voice, like a teacher with a slow student.
“And you're saying that the kiss was a mating ritual.”
The ahoge bobbed enthusiastically. More grinning.
“Yep!”
“That’s, um--”
“Forever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever. and ever…”
Kariya held up a hand. Worms wriggled under the skin. Squirmed. He felt them tightening around his internal organs.
“Yeah, yeah,” he said. “Look. Aside from the fact that I’m in a magical tournament here—“
Yume clapped her fingerless gloves together. The sound echoed down the dank alley. Kariya noted that her smile had turned slightly predatory.
“Oh, my! That sounds fascinating, Mr. Matou! Who are we fighting?”
“We’re not fighting – Ugh,” Kariya said. “Look. You seem like a nice enough…whatever you are. Bonkers, but nice. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m infested by mystical death worms, so I’m not exactly ‘mate’ material right now. Know what I mean?”
“I unconditionally support all of my Ashikabi’s hobbies, no matter how strange.”
“That’s not exactly what I meant--”
“As for me, I’m a sucker for long walks on the beach, unrequited love, and sacrificing my life for children when they’re in danger.”
“Um…” Kariya said.
Yume looked up at Kariya with glistening eyes, pushing her fingers together.
“Can we…maybe…um, d-do one of those things s-sometime, Ashikabi-sama?” Yume said.
Kariya’s eyebrow twitched again. For the first time in decades, Kariya wondered whether maybe – just maybe – the universe had decided to throw him a bone.
Still…
“Uh, Yume?”
She stiffened, as if he’d called her to attention.
“Yes, Ashikabi-sama!”
Kariya scratched the back of his head. Or at least, he moved his hand to the proper spot and waited for spasms to do the work.
“This isn’t exactly a game, Yume,” he said. “It’s nice that you want to help me and all. Really. But this stuff's actually pretty dangerous, and—“
“I can level buildings with energy blasts from my hands.”
A few seconds of silence followed.
“…and welcome to Heaven’s Feel,” Kariya finished.
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