Ink in FGO

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[Setting: Ishtar stands confidently in her revealing attire, Ink approaches with a mischievous grin.]

Ink: (raising an eyebrow) Ishtar, my dear, I must say, your choice of clothing is... bold.

Ishtar: (defensively) Bold? I'll have you know, mortals worship my beauty!

Ink: (smirking) Oh, they certainly do, but I'm not sure if it's for your divine beauty or the sheer audacity of your outfit.

Gilgamesh: (suppressing a laugh) Painter, remember to tread carefully.

Ink: (feigning innocence) I mean, it's impressive how you manage to fight battles with just a few strips of fabric. I suppose you've discovered the divine secret of distraction!

Enkidu: (trying not to burst into laughter) Ink, you're skating on thin ice.

Ink: (unfazed) And here I thought divine beings were supposed to be embodiments of grace and elegance. But I guess that definition can be quite flexible, huh?

Ishtar: (angry) How dare you mock me, mortal!

Ink: (raising his hands defensively) Hey now, no mockery intended! I'm just admiring your... daring fashion choices. It takes guts to wear what you do.

Gilgamesh: (smirking) Painter, I think you've pushed her buttons enough.

Ink: (grinning) But Ishtar, I have to ask, how do you manage to fight battles without tripping over those flowing tassels? It must require divine balance.

Enkidu: (chuckles) Ink, you're testing the limits.

Ink: (innocently) I'm simply offering some fashion advice. Maybe consider an outfit that provides a bit more coverage. It could save you from unnecessary sunburns or awkward tan lines.

Ishtar: (fuming) You insolent mortal! I'll make you regret this!

Ink: (backing away) My apologies, Ishtar. I didn't mean to strike a nerve. I'm just a lover of fashion, after all.

Gilgamesh: (smirking) Painter, your fashion critiques are as sharp as your wit.

Ink: (grinning) Well, someone's got to keep the divine fashion game on its toes.

[Ishtar storms off, leaving Gilgamesh, Enkidu, and Ink in an awkward silence.]

Ink: (scratching his head) Did I take it too far again?

Gilgamesh: (smirking) You have a talent for pushing boundaries, mongrel. Just be careful not to push them off a cliff.

Enkidu: (laughing) Ink, you certainly know how to ruffle some divine feathers.