dreams aren't what they used to be
Who: Aizen Sousuke (alapimp ) ; Ichimaru Gin (persimmonsplz )
When: Jan. 13th, midday
Where: Aizen and Gin's cottage
Summary: GIN GOES HOME. Suck it, legal system.
Warnings: tba
[The walk back to the cottage was a long one, even by Gin's standards. He didn't shunpo his way back, and had his wallet contained any money (it should have), the thought to take a bus or taxi wouldn't have occurred to him. Maybe he thought walking through the slush on the streets would do him good after nearly two weeks in prison. (Really, he just wanted time of his own to think.)]
[But by time he actually made it to the cottage, Gin was caught in the middle of a snow flurry, and he was more than happy to get inside, close the door behind him, and then slump against it. The familiar fire on the hearth, Aizen's jackets hanging up on the coat rack next to him, a… piano - yes. Gin was back.]
Ahh - it's too cold out there.
When: Jan. 13th, midday
Where: Aizen and Gin's cottage
Summary: GIN GOES HOME. Suck it, legal system.
Warnings: tba
[The walk back to the cottage was a long one, even by Gin's standards. He didn't shunpo his way back, and had his wallet contained any money (it should have), the thought to take a bus or taxi wouldn't have occurred to him. Maybe he thought walking through the slush on the streets would do him good after nearly two weeks in prison. (Really, he just wanted time of his own to think.)]
[But by time he actually made it to the cottage, Gin was caught in the middle of a snow flurry, and he was more than happy to get inside, close the door behind him, and then slump against it. The familiar fire on the hearth, Aizen's jackets hanging up on the coat rack next to him, a… piano - yes. Gin was back.]
Ahh - it's too cold out there.