[ this is more impressive than when she'd caught urahara out dealing with a hollow. gin's mouth beneath the mask is shaped in a neat little 'o' and oh no, that was incredibly competent and hot. not that she's ever been one to find competence attractive or not (one would argue that dazai's competence was a hit or miss that looked like incompetence in all but few cases until the results came in).
the corners of her eyes crinkle, betraying her smile.
on the floor the man is giving a groan of pain but he's been all but put down and gin doesn't even want to think how much pain he must be under that one blow. it had been clean and effective and ready. the reflexes of someone who is always ready. again, gin is torn between being worried that her mission has gone so awry and just sheer respect for how effective he was in dealing with the problem.
terrible, this man is going to be terrible for her—and gin has always had a weakness for that type. ]
No, no clean exit but probably the rooftop. [ the service corridors had no cctv and she wants to get out of here before someone can pin this on her and the port mafia. the boss was going to be furious. ]
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the corners of her eyes crinkle, betraying her smile.
on the floor the man is giving a groan of pain but he's been all but put down and gin doesn't even want to think how much pain he must be under that one blow. it had been clean and effective and ready. the reflexes of someone who is always ready. again, gin is torn between being worried that her mission has gone so awry and just sheer respect for how effective he was in dealing with the problem.
terrible, this man is going to be terrible for her—and gin has always had a weakness for that type. ]
No, no clean exit but probably the rooftop. [ the service corridors had no cctv and she wants to get out of here before someone can pin this on her and the port mafia. the boss was going to be furious. ]