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[fanofinfo]

WHO: Jinx (badluckykitty) & Kisuke Urahara(fanofinfo)
WHAT: Information exchange and planning, after this
WHERE: Urahara Shoten
WHEN: 12/16; Evening

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[hexyoutotuesday]

Jinx did not have time for this. She did not fucking have time for this! That video, every single time she blinked, it played through her mind. Their voices rang in her ears. And why the hell did he have to make that so public? She had wasted so much time already trying to talk down people from going after Freeman themselves. If that happened, it was game over. If anyone but Jinx showed up at that location, Jushirou would die. If anyone came along with her, Jushirou would die. He was just the fucking lure, the goddamn bait because Freeman wanted his fucking playmate back. This was all her fault. Jinx began a game with the boogeyman and left the board sitting there unfinished. This was the end to their game, and her father was just a pawn. This was her battle, yet everyone else in the damn city was trying to make it theirs. The video was for her... his kitten... no one else

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His thoughts were quickly interrupted by a tornado of rage blasting off the front door.... Kisuke's hazel eyes looked up as the force of her entrance attempted to push his bucket hat clear off his head, though he quickly caught it and readjusted it. He stared a moment to see her attire... what she was packing... and he opened up his fan and brought it up to his face to cover his expression. "...My... it appears that you broke my door." He spoke, stating the obvious

[hexyoutotuesday]

Honestly, Jinx had not meant to break the door of all things. That one just sort of happened. But who the fuck cared? She needed information, she needed it fast, and she needed to go save her father. Moving the game piece past the finish line, slaughtering Freeman and throwing his skin right on the Inspector's desk. She would never leave Jushirou's side again. Or... or at least that was her fantasy. This fight was probably going to get her killed, but she was taking Freeman with her at all costs. She would rip apart her own damn body and his along with it if that was what it would take. Who cared about a fucking door when a man's life was on the line? She had already said her goodbyes to her little brothers, Alba and Soiree, the Meira twins, Alba her husband, the love of her life.

"Fine, we'll move into another fucking room." God, he wanted to have TEA! Fucking tea in this situation. Every time she blinked, every single fucking time her eyes closed, the energy shining through her lids, she could see that video. In the other room,

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Through her spouts of rage... Kisuke was seemingly calm, sitting down and taking one of the tea cups in his own hands, as if completely unphased. "Lady Jinx, I'm going to say this only one time." He brought the tea glass to his lips, taking a short sip. "...Have some tea."

His eyes turned over to her, in a strange calm. "...I understand the situation. Jushirou is my friend, do you think I want to see him hurt, or even worse killed? I can argue how much this situation worries me, how I understand the sense of urgency, but we simply dont have the time for that bickering." He got up and pulled a chair for her. "If I give you the coordinates and send you on your way, in the state you're in, we cant guarantee that anyone is going to live. The rage thats..." He observed her a moment, "pulsating you, is only going to cause more harm than good

[hexyoutotuesday]

Tea... TEA! What the hell was with all these Japanese fucks and their tea? Fucking voodoo tea, that was what it was. God, Papa's tea shop, that got blown sky high, ten years of dedication and hard work, gone in seconds. Soon after, he was kidnapped. She was worried, but she had to bring in Paul, she thought everything was eventually going to be all right, then... noticing how badly she was shaking, maybe tea was a decent idea. As he pulled the chair out for her, she stripped the machine guns off her back, then came to sit her small body down. Eyes horribly unfocused, she slipped the switchblade back down her suit. The man was speaking the truth, no matter how much she hated to believe it. He reminded her of Jushirou when he was serious, which made her want to trust him. She needed to trust that he had the damn coordinates in the first place before she wasted her time here

[fanofinfo]

Urahara nodded, taking his seat across from her. "Drink when you're ready." He spoke taking a sip of his tea.

"Understand... I'm only asking for information so we can evaluate the situation... so we know what we need to do when all is said and done." He wasnt expecting Jinx to know what he was talking about right away, but he continued talking. If she couldnt drink, conversation would hopefully calm her nerves. "..He called you kitten. Why?"

[hexyoutotuesday]

Soon, Jinx was ready. Sitting back up, still shaking, she reached out for the cup in copes not to break it. She tried to take a sip and failed miserably, coughing on the tea, setting the cup back down. He just wanted to know what was going on top help, right? He just wanted to help, to deduce the situation and find the best way possible to go around it. That was right. Nothing more

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She didnt say much.. but the way she said it, her body language, even with the initial response to the question... Kisuke was a master at reading in between the lines. He gave her a small nod before going on, a theory already building up the answer to his next questions. "..What did he do to you? Why did he target you?" His fingers slid against the raku tea cup infront of him... saving himself a drink to give her his undivided attention.

[hexyoutotuesday]

That question... fucking funny. And to show it, Jinx laughed, her eyes lightening up like a jack-o-lantern for a moment to them flicker out as she shut them, laughing harder, then so hard it hurt, that she nearly fell out of the chair, losing it, what was left of her mind reeling at the very thought of what he did to her. What a fucking hilarious man this one was. And why did he target her? Was it not obvious? Of course not... only three people in this city knew. Her husband, her father, and the doctor who barely managed to save her life, who collected the DNA from her, DNA that could have locked her away for many years. They could not prove a single one of her assassinations, but that one... she was right there covered in a dead man's blood and Freeman's

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And her words confirmed his thoughts. Through her laughs, Kisuke was reminded how unstable she was... only imagining what might have processed through her mind. So... she certainly was Freeman's play thing. He brought his glass up to his lips, taking a thoughtful sip of the bitter tea within. "A reflection in the mirror can be the most deceiving.." He mused, mostly to himself. As she assumed his next question he gave a nod. "My, you're a bright girl."

His assumption would be that she had killed with him. This city was so dark and full of what one would only imagine hell to be. Whether Freeman had created this drama or not... people felt fear in this city. This city was fear. Fear of whether or not someone was going to live to see the morning... fear that the person they may care about the most will be gone in an instant

[hexyoutotuesday]

"September 19th," she muttered, slowly sitting back up. She flicked her feral eyes toward him, making perfect contact. "I'll remember that day for the rest of my life, and not a single day passes where I don't think of it, where I don't feel..." She ran a finger along the edge of her teacup, looking down at the prisms the reflection of her finger made in the tea that was splashed on the table around it. "Chiamata del Corvo..." she whispered the name of a heavy metal dance club, a place where the scum go to feel the heat with one another, the kind of place made up of leather, fishnets, people with a glutton for pain, and people who like pretending they were monsters. "I don't know what he was doing there, hell, I don't know what I was doing there, but...I was trying to be so damn good! I was trying my hardest not to--" her thumb twitched and she pulled her hand away from the teacup, running her nail over the pad of it, it itched, and it itched a lot. "...not to kill anyone

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Urahara's eyes widened as her story proceeded. He blinked, in silence, trying to make sense of it. When she finished talking, no words would leave his mouth at first. He drank some tea, relaxing his demeanor, to put away the look of shock from his face. "...I....didnt realize Freeman's message was a booty call." He seemed to joke, the slightest grin on his face.

The blond leaned back in his chair a bit, stroking the stubble on his chin. "So I'm right to assume you know... or at least understand Freeman rather well..." Kisuke's gaze flicked up to her. "What do you think he'll do once you answer his call?"

[hexyoutotuesday]

Jinx had given him his information, and now she wanted the coordinates. Was she scared out of her mind at what lay at the end of the rabbit hole? Of course she was. Of course she was shaking, felt like vomiting, wanted to just go back home and curl up into Alba's arms. But she had said her goodbyes. It was her time to leave this earth. She would fight to the end, take Freeman down in any way possible, and if it was what it took, she would exchange her own life for Jushirou's. He still had much good left to do in this world while Jinx was only hurting it. Alba could live on Fate's dream without her, Soiree would raise his child, Jushirou would continue saving the world. If she was going to go out, this was the best way to do it

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Kisuke nodded, understanding what she was saying. This girl... she was capable of colossal damage. Fighting Freeman... that might as well have been her final fight, with the way she was speaking and the way the man seemed to instill fear in her heart. He let out a heavy sigh, pulling off his hat to show her respect. "You're a good woman, Signora Jinx. It would be a shame... if I am unable to speak to you again after all this..." She was fascinating, but she knew what she had to do, it seemed.

"...I'll see what I can do with damage control... I'll give you the coordinates." He pulled out a piece of paper and started writing. "...Though... I wonder... what are you going to do to ensure Jushirou's safety? You're in a considerable handicap... but if you say Freeman wants you at your best, he'll realize this... and he will probably either let your father go to feel your wrath... or he will kill him on sight to feel your need for bloody revenge. You have to consider this with your actions... and how you plan on taking him on

[hexyoutotuesday]

Slowly, she turned back to him, watching him remove her hat. Jinx was a sinking ship, a train wreck. Her fate was inevitable and she was going to go out with as much destruction as physically possible. She had spent all her lives already, had too many chances. Alba always thought she was his indestructible big sister. Gin would come close to killing her, and she could still grin and snark a remark. She would walk unscathed out of collapsing buildings, take out entire squadrons of soldati without breaking a nail, or she could come bloody and limping out of a mission... but in the end, Jinx would always get the job done, and she would be alive to tell the tale. But she had a strong feeling that the next time anyone would see her, there would not even be enough left to put in a body bag

[fanofinfo]

The shop owner nodded, her response was everything he was expecting to to be. Of course he wasnt going to tell anyone about anything they had discussed... this was Jinx's battle. No one else would do. Kisuke was trustworthy, for the most part. He had secret agendas... and he was going to keep an eye on the situation through and through... in his own way. He finished writing the coordinates and slid the piece of paper over to her. "Go." He was now convinced that she was able to do what she needed to, with more or less, clarity in her mind.

"I will ask just one more thing from you." Kisuke gave her a slight smile. "...Control. If you lose control... you will lose this fight and everything you hold dear." He stood up, walking over towards her. "...Do you understand?"