[ something goes flat and hostile in gin's eyes at the touch. day-to-day when she visited his shop or pestered him for a walk it was different—no one who saw them knew who she was and she did. the warmth that was real, the flustered faces and the teasing-all of it real but here in an environment gin knows to be unforgiving with weakness she can't be that gin.
give someone an inch and they'll take a mile. there's no hesitation or pretence as she hits his hands getting him to not touch her vest. after all, she can't look weak here as a representative of the port mafia, much less too cosy with a man who fukuchi's second is eyeing like he wants him dead. or something else. she's not going to think too hard about it. ] Last time, [ her voice is annoyed, unusual for that to be directed at urahara but here it is ] my boss thought it'd be a great idea to send me and my partner to assassinate someone at a strip club.
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the experience had been mortifying on so many levels.
then without waiting for urahara gin turns, heading in the direction opposite from fukuchi's faction, in a very real, very not-fake irritated manner. ]
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Date: 2023-01-21 08:10 pm (UTC)give someone an inch and they'll take a mile. there's no hesitation or pretence as she hits his hands getting him to not touch her vest. after all, she can't look weak here as a representative of the port mafia, much less too cosy with a man who fukuchi's second is eyeing like he wants him dead. or something else. she's not going to think too hard about it. ] Last time, [ her voice is annoyed, unusual for that to be directed at urahara but here it is ] my boss thought it'd be a great idea to send me and my partner to assassinate someone at a strip club.
[ you fill in the blanks.
the experience had been mortifying on so many levels.
then without waiting for urahara gin turns, heading in the direction opposite from fukuchi's faction, in a very real, very not-fake irritated manner. ]