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[RL with Grimmjow] Backdated to Sept 8

Sep 11, 2009 14:36

In all the years that Tseng had been doing this - offering to get together with new recruits just to see what they would come up with - he had never been invited to their apartment. He was pretty sure it was because most Turks were intimidated by him, but he couldn't quite figure out what to make of Grimmjow ( Read more... )

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here_ichiichi September 11 2009, 22:03:04 UTC

It was still a switch, getting used to his own place, but he couldn't say it wasn't fun. Expecting company? Also a lot more fun than he thought; which always seemed like it would be more irritating than anything.

The knock on his door however was enough to raise a smirk; already guessing who it was. Grimmjow stroke over, cracking the door only half-way before rolling his eyes.

"Damn. Ya just couldn't wait, huh? I'm flattered, I really am."

company_bitch September 11 2009, 22:05:39 UTC

Tseng was bemused by the question, but showed no signs of discomfiture. He looked up at Grimmjow - the masked man was at least a head taller than the Wutaian - and raised an eyebrow. "I said I'd be here after work, and here I am. If you're busy I can always come back another day."

He didn't expect Grimmjow was busy, but he wasn't going to let him throw him off his game right at the beginning. His alarm bells were going off already, and he had a feeling he was in for quite a dance tonight.

here_ichiichi September 11 2009, 22:09:43 UTC

"Ehn, nonsense. Ya might as well get your ass in here. Ya know, while I'm feelin generous enough ta let ya on my territory." An overconfident cocky bastard, or just a bastard who liked to mess with people; with Grimmjow, it was hard to tell.

Grimmjow stepped back, opening the door the rest of the way, letting (or in his case, allowing) Tseng to walk in.

"Really, make yourself at home."

company_bitch September 11 2009, 22:14:57 UTC

Tseng smiled faintly and inclined his head - a slight bow, but there was nothing subservient in his posture. "Thank you," he said.

He strode into the apartment and glanced around, his dark eyes taking everything in immediately. As he'd been invited to make himself at home, he analyzed the living space to try to figure out which chair was likely Grimmjow's. The best spot. The one that dominated the room.

In the end, he crossed the room as if he owned the place and settled himself on the sofa, in the best television-watching position. "How are you enjoying your job so far?" he asked.

here_ichiichi September 11 2009, 23:28:52 UTC

Grimmjow watched the man carefully, observing him. He sneered at his words."Who wouldn't enjoy it? You're basically bein paid ta fuck someone's shit up. Or make their life a livin' hell at least. What ain't ta like about that?"

He sat down, in probably the exact seat Tseng had pegged his. Grimmjow leaned forward, his elbow on his knee and his chin on the back of his hand.

"I ain't... too hard ta please, really." Something about his entire mood was teasing. Dangerously teasing.

company_bitch September 11 2009, 23:38:17 UTC

Tseng smiled faintly, aware that he was being observed as hard as he was observing. He seemed completely relaxed - for him, which meant his back was ramrod straight and his hands were settled precisely in his lap.

"It's definitely a perk of the job," he agreed mildly. The man reminded him of Reno, but far more predatory. He had to step lightly, though he wasn't afraid.

"May I ask a personal question, Jagerjacques?"

here_ichiichi September 11 2009, 23:57:01 UTC

Grimmjow smiled, strangely so; like he took immense pleasure in the man's company. A devil grin painted on his face.

"Ain't nothin' very personal ta me, trust me. I've heard it all. Besides, you're... my boss right?" he chuckled, arrogantly. "Ya can ask anything and I ... gotta tell ya. That's how it goes right?"

He really was taking such pleasure from something so small, truly.

company_bitch September 12 2009, 00:02:38 UTC

"In a sense," Tseng agreed, smirking faintly in response. Hell, if Grimmjow wanted to interpret their relationship that way, who was Tseng to disagree? It would be a lot easier to find out things about the arrancar if Grimmjow felt he had to answer simply because Tseng was his boss.

"In that case, I was curious about the mask you wear," Tseng said, and gestured towards the bone half-mask. "What does it signify?"

here_ichiichi September 12 2009, 00:34:23 UTC

The arrancar was actually silent for a few minutes, sitting back. It only took those few minutes for the smirk on his face to come back, but it did disappear for a minute.

"Heh,It's a part'a me. A reminder for me, and a mark ta everyone else what I used ta be. Where I'm from anyway."

company_bitch September 12 2009, 18:04:58 UTC

"A part of you?" Tseng echoed, realizing that he meant that literally. His eyebrows quirked upwards again, curious.

"I find myself in the position of realizing I know less about you than I thought," he admitted. "But let's not make this an interrogation. Did you want to ask me a question in return?"

here_ichiichi September 13 2009, 01:07:46 UTC

"I didn't know I was such a point'a interest to ya, Tseng. M'flattered." his thumb flicked under the bone jaw that was indeed, literally a part of him and he moved in his seat, staring the other man down possessively.

"Yeah. Are ya even human? Heh, really. When aren't ya in business mode? This don't count either; ya know."

company_bitch September 13 2009, 04:10:14 UTC

Tseng shrugged faintly. "It's my job to be interested in ShinRa employees, especially those under my purview," he said honestly.

He started slightly at the question, then chuckled softly. "I'm simply human, and noting more, I assure you. And you aren't the first one to think I needed to let my hair down more often. It's just not my way, I suppose."

here_ichiichi September 13 2009, 08:01:17 UTC

"So ya live and breathe ShinRa? How borin. I don't believe it for a second. Well, I can believe that's what ya believe - er if that makes sense. Hell that's what I'm lookin at right now.

However I think there's somethin' down there that ya ain't showin." Grimmjow raised an eyebrow, generally curious about Tseng, and determined to get something, anything out of him. Even if it was a flinch from a surprise move.

Cool exteriors pissed him off.

company_bitch September 13 2009, 16:27:59 UTC

Tseng knew there was far more to him than ShinRa company, but he preferred for people to believe that that was who he was - he lived, breathed, and ate ShinRa, and to betray the company was to betray him personally.

"Boring?" he replied coolly, not giving Grimmjow what he wanted. "That's not a reaction I've gotten before. If you're going to be a Turk, I suggest that you make the company your priority as well. It doesn't have to be your whole life, but we Turks need to be there when we're needed, and that doesn't happen between the hours of nine and five."

here_ichiichi September 14 2009, 03:28:43 UTC

"Oi, It ain't like I said I don't got respect for it - or any of that. Did I? But m'off duty, right? So there ain't no reason I should sugarcoat any that crap, alright?" Grimmjow sneered and say back again, eyes glaring just slightly; almost like that of an animal really.

"Now, ya didn't answer my question. Ya said I got a freebie, an' thats what I picked. So come on, spill it."

company_bitch September 14 2009, 16:55:21 UTC

Tseng's eyebrows climbed. Grimmjow's 'question' hadn't exactly been phrased as such, so he'd missed it. "I see," he said, and licked his lips slightly, considering how to answer. What was he hiding?

The number of things was almost overwhelming. What didn't he mind revealing to this man?

"Very well," he said finally. "I'm not sure how to say this exactly, but I'm very loyal. My people, like the other Turks, are my weakness."

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