Open Gin Voicetesting Post

[ogin]

This is a post for me voicetesting Gin. Hit me up with thread starters for Gin (Port Mafia coworkers? Ran into her in casualwear? Enemy organization where she can't just attack you immediately? Generic jamjar? You're dating Akutagawa Ryuunosuke and have to meet the family??) or give me a character and I'll come up with a thread starter.

Cross-canon is fine as well as canonmates!

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[true_noir]

[The meet had been established in a safe house of the Soldats' choosing. It wasn't one of the main locations, and would be disavowed afterwards and sold, likely for cash, afterwards. It was not their habit to make connections with other organizations in the business, but there were times that even their global reach was less than perfect or absolute. These were not the old days.

Chloe leaned against the wall, flipping through a magazine idly while she waited for Gin to arrival. She wasn't actually reading it, simply glancing at pictures as she maintained a situational awareness. Her hunter green cloak hung around her black body suit, covering and framing her for the most part and giving the impression of more bulk than was really there.

She wasn't looking at the door, but part of her was impatient and distantly curious. She didn't often meet a fellow assassin, and now they were going to be stuck in this old, cheap house for the next few hours, waiting on a phone call. She wasn't sure how it would go. Hopefully she was better than Shaoli had been.]

[ogin]

[The Port Mafia operated strictly within Yokohama. It had contacts in Europe and America, but their own members were limited to this city. When dealing with an outside threat, the Mafia was willing to agree to cooperate with an organization more familiar with the enemy.

The door made no sound when it opened. Gin would have been ashamed of herself as an assassin if she couldn't open a door without making sound, as well as ascertaining the state of the room before she even touched the door - one person.

She kept her eyes trained on Chloe when she entered. Even if she'd been used to cooperating with anyone outside of her squad to begin with, she wasn't likely to trust someone outside of the Port Mafia anytime soon.

Gin stopped with her back to the opposite wall, still watching Chloe. She wasn't going to speak until spoken to, if then.]

[true_noir]

[The lack of sound was expected. Chloe detected Gin's entry by the change in light when the door opened though she didn't actually do anything other than flip the page of her magazine. Her gaze turned to regard the girl as she walked in, taking in her posture, her gait, the mask that she wore, everything.

It was strange to find mutual threats here on European shores, but it did happen. The result was that there was a strange girl here, one with a harsh and quiet look and an air of deadliness. It was familiar in its own way.

Stepping off of the wall, she set the magazine on the table and moved closer to Gin, starting to get a closer measure of her. Her arms weren't visible, hiding under the cloak as they often did. She smirked lightly, trying to meet the other woman's gaze.]

So, what should I call you?

[ogin]

[Gin met Chloe's gaze, not intimidated in the least.

That question was one that couldn't be answered by a nod or a gesture.]

Gin.

[...her voice is surprisingly cute. At least, so claimed a person who'd been working with her for over a year and hadn't realized she was a girl until she spoke out loud.]

[true_noir]

[She smiled when the girl met her gaze, her own voice a bit youthful and almost a touch nasal. Gin's voice was certainly more feminine than it appeared she would at first glance. Settling herself against the table nearest to her temporary teammate, she smiled a little. So, this one wasn't very talkative? Neither was Kirika, or many other assassins.]

Gin? I like it. I am Chloe. [She leaned forward.] We have some time. Do you drink tea?

[ogin]

[Gin shook her head.

She drank tea: tea prepared by herself, by her brother, or by a professional in a tea house or restaurant. She would not take tea with someone from another organization - she wouldn't even take tea from someone else within the Port Mafia.

But there was no need to go into all of that when a shake of the head would do.]

[true_noir]

[Chloe wasn't going to judge because she didn't drink. She was the sort who walked into an enemy's apartment and happily ate with them, unafraid, though she had a borderline unhealthy level of confidence. Smiling away, though, she decided to avoid yes or no questions. This one looked like she was the sort to nod or shake if she could get away with.]

Nobody told me. What's your specialty? I like to know who I'm working with, after all.

[ogin]

[Good call there. Gin preferred not to speak whenever possible - orders could be acknowledged with a nod, enemies didn't need to be addressed before she killed them.]

Assassination.

[true_noir]

[Hah. Well, she'd walked into that one anyway. Chloe wasn't surprised. Gin definitely preferred the shortest answers. She almost put a tease in there, but that could wait.]

Mmm, I had hoped so, but I meant weapons. I favor knives... You wouldn't happen to be a pistols girl, would you?

[garyoutensei]

-In all honesty, for Gin, it should have been an easy mission. Single target, single bodyguard. The intelligence had been sound, and there was very little, ostensibly, keeping her from getting in and out with the mission completed. Minimal work. But despite the briefing, that the female bodyguard was handicapped and likely wouldn't prove much trouble for an able bodied assassin, common sense was screaming that it couldn't be that easy.

But it really did look that easy, didn't it? The street was dark, the only light being that from the small doorway leading into the bar where her target was meeting with someone. The bodyguard in question was stationed outside, just sitting down with her sword propped against her shoulder, a pipe between her lips. The glow from the coal in her pipe cast a red light onto her scarred face... this was clearly someone who'd seen far too many fights. What's more, she clearly lived through all of them. The reports said it should be simple, but the entire situation was sending mixed messages.

Especially, when unprompted, the woman spoke, calling out to the darkness, knowing it wasn't empty...-

You should go back. This isn't worth throwing your life away for.

-Her voice was calm, like she was addressing a child. Despite that, the weight of her words wasn't lost. There was a heavy darkness in them, the voice of a killer... When she finally opened her good eye, it stared directly at Gin, piercing through the veil of shadows, as if she'd known the entire time she'd been there.

Just who was this woman? The intelligence had been minimal at best. If the Port Mafia had underestimated this woman... it was likely up to Gin to get an actual honest assessment of her abilities.-

[ogin]

[It was never that easy. People who told themselves an assassination mission would be easy and let down their guard weren't assassins for very long.

Gin wasn't expecting to be seen, but she didn't let that throw her. She wouldn't have been an assassin long if she wasn't able to adjust.

Without emerging from the shadows, she shook her head, slowly and without taking her eyes off the bodyguard.

Returning to the Port Mafia without even attempting the assassination - that would have been throwing away her life.]

[garyoutensei]

Tch... Just a kid, aren't you? Not even a dog, really. More like a puppy...

-The woman pulled her pipe from her lips, tapping out the coal on her knee and letting it roll onto the street, sizzling out.-

Well if you insist... -She groaned before slowly rising to her feet, settling the sword into her sash and rolling her neck, popping it.- But this alley makes a terrible grave.

[ogin]

[What did that matter? No one in the mafia would spare her because she was a teenager, just like no one would have spared her when she was a child.

She'd seen worse graves.

This, however, was not good. Gin was a skilled assassin, but assassination and combat were different things, and once she had been spotted it became the latter. ...However, there was nothing to be done about it.

Gin watched the woman carefully, trying to get a feel for how she moved and where she would strike for first.]

[garyoutensei]

-Baiken didn't move much. She shifted herself lower, firmly planting her feet as her hand rested on the edge of the sword's grip. It likely looked a bit esoteric to use such a weapon in this day and age, but nothing about her body position suggested this was anything new to her.

But in just barely a blink, she'd bounded from her post by the door and now was suddenly much, much, *much* closer, the blade drawn and swinging out in a controlled arc, aiming for the girl's arms.-

I'm bad at fight scenes even when I'm not voicetesting so sorry for slow

[ogin]

[Gin wouldn't have called anyone eccentric for using a sword, as long as they could use one effectively.

This woman could use one effectively. She moved faster than Gin had seen most assassins move, and she barely managed to keep from taking a blow to her arms by leaping back.

This was bad. Assassins weren't meant to be on the defensive... Gin tried to maneuver into what should be Baiken's blind spot if that eye really was useless. It wasn't honorable, but Gin had never thought much of honor.]

we can change gears to something else if you aren't feeling it. no pressure, it's just a voicetest!

[garyoutensei]

-It would seem like safe haven to most people, but it also put Gin on the side of Baiken's sword, creating a guard point to get past.

And on top of that there was an audible metallic clinking and whirring sound before a clawed device, attached to a chain, suddenly shot forth from her empty sleeve, where the right arm would have been, as Baiken widened her stance and swept her foot around to plant firmly behind her.

The claw was aimed for Gin's legs.-

a change of gears would be great

[ogin]

[What the hell.

The claw caught Gin by surprise, and managed to get a solid grab on one of Gin's leg. Gin grunted in pain (her voice was surprisingly high and cute) and attempted to pull away.

Even if she injured the leg in the process, it was better than being a sitting duck.]

Takes place after that one guy confesses to Gin in the manga

[mafiadog]

Gin.

What is this I hear about you and Higuchi meeting with the weretiger?

let Katai rest

[ogin]

[She's stopped wondering how Akutagawa finds these things out so quickly.]

It wasn't intentional on my part. One of the detectives saw me earlier and wanted to deliver a love confession.

Never

[mafiadog]

[Protective big bro mode is active.]

Love confession?

From who?

[ogin]

Someone named 'Katai'. We hadn't met before.

[mafiadog]

[Akutagawa actually isn’t familiar with that name.]

And what did you say?

[ogin]

No.

[mafiadog]

I see.

It’s better if you focus on your duties anyway.

Why was Higuchi there?

[ogin]

[Katai looked like a shut-in nerd anyway.

From what Higuchi shouted while chasing her...]

She saw us together, didn't recognize me, and was suspicious.