Closed//Complete

[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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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."

Kisuke's hazel eyes fell back on her, mid-writing. "What are you going to do, Jinx?"

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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.

"Thank you," she spoke to his damage control. She had already told the AMC to hold back Operative Kiyone, had to calm down Hiyori, the Meira brothers were helping to keep others from going after Freeman themselves... because the second an individual walked through that door that was not Jinx, it was game over. Urahara brought up things she did not want to think about, things she was hoping would go smoothly. Jinx had no idea, no fucking clue, what she was going to do other than go in and take Freeman down. He was not the type of man to make plans with; they never turned out as anticipated.

"He's not dumb enough to remove Jushirou from the situation entirely," she finally spoke after a long pause, letting her gaze trail to the ceiling. "If he kills my father, there will no longer be a battle. The game would be over. And if he lets him go... it would be too easy. I do not think Freeman is in the mood to have an entire building crush us both." There was her last resort... Freeman would have his hand through her ribcage and she would hold tightly to him, ripping them both seam from seam, obliterating all that surrounded them. "By keeping Papa there... there and alive... he will get his fight." Jinx moved to pick her machine guns off the floor, strapping them over her back.

What are you going to do? "The answer is obvious," she told Urahara, looking him directly in the eye. "I am going to slaughter Freeman and save Jushirou. I'm already dying, so there's no holding back on this one. I need you to observe this location. When the battle is over, and you will know when it is, if you do not hear word from me, contact the AMC to get an ambulance for Jushirou. Do not give these coordinates to anyone, do not inform a single soul you have spoken to me. I will not have any interruptions." Though her gaze was steady, the rest of her body was shaking like a leaf. "Looking on the bright side," she gave a small grin, "when I'm dead, they can't keep chasing after me for property damage."

[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?"

[hexyoutotuesday]

As soon as she touched that piece of paper, she was ready to run as fast as she could to Freeman, to her father, to save him, into this fight that may be he last. But calmly as she could, she read the coordinates, then slipped the paper into her suit. She turned to leave, but was stopped with Urahara's last request. Standing much stiller now, she balled her hands into fists and stared down at the ground. That... was probably going to be the hardest part of this all. And it was not staying in control of her destructive power, of the bad luck that swarmed around her, of the explosions... it was keeping in control of her mind, not losing herself to that rage, to the insanity, to that monster... not giving Freeman what he wanted.

Slowly, she looked up and found herself face to face with the man. Looking up at his eyes, she gave him a sad little smile, that of a young woman who had no idea what to do. "I can promise you that I will rescue Jushirou Ukitake by any means possible. I can promise you that he will be safe. ...and that is all." Reaching up, she flicked her fingertips through a lock of his blond hair. "Thank you, Urahara Kisuke. Live a good life."

Within moments, she was out the broken front door, on her motorcycle, and speeding off toward death.

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He watched her leave and let out a breath. He sat back down a moment, taking out the object of wood and paper he had hidden away in his jacket. He opened his fan and fanned himself. "Yare yare...." Kisuke spoke softly to himself, shaking his head. "...Someone has to watch over that child.." She didnt want him to tell anyone else about her whereabaouts for the night... so it seemed that someone had to be him.

Kisuke stood up walking out to the front desk to see Tessai blinking at the front door. His old friend looked at the blond, adjusting his glasses with one hand as his other held several packages. "...Kisuke... arent your clients getting just a bet more dangerous every day?"

Urahara laughed a little, rubbing the back of his head. "I suppose they are.." He grabbed his hat and placed it back on his head. "...I will be in the shadows for the evening, Tessai... will you man the store in my leave?"

Tessai blinked, but knew better than to ask questions. "...Of course... but... Please, Kisuke... dont do anything crazy."

Kisuke scratched his chin as he headed towards the destroyed door. "Oh, I wont. I'm merely serving as eyes and ears tonight." He nodded. It had been a while since he had to practice his stealth... what he had learned from his best friend, Yoruichi. "I'll be home quite late.. dont wait up."