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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[garyoutensei]

... But I guess I don't mind it, either. -Because Gin didn't strike her as a flatterer, or some kind of strange pervert into amputees. Sometimes killers were the most honest people in the world...-

[ogin]

[Gin is neither a flatterer, nor a strange pervert, nor someone who wants to get something from Baiken. She just said what she thought.

If killers are honest, then there's no point in asking something like 'really'? Gin's cheeks flush a darker pink.]

...I'm glad it isn't a problem.

[Regardless of her attraction to Baiken, they have missions to complete that require being near each other.]

[garyoutensei]

-... She really was cute, when she blushed.-

Enjoying the sake?

[ogin]

[Gin nods. When you get used to the taste, it really isn't bad at all.]

Thank you.

[garyoutensei]

Good sake and good company... are the only things one can really treasure in life... -She took another sip.-

[ogin]

...Art is a treasure.

[Otherwise she'd agree with that.]

[garyoutensei]

-She'd never really been one to appreciate art outside of well made tokkuri, but...-

I dunno if there's any art in this room, but there are some things I find I enjoy looking at...

[ogin]

[Gin tilts her head a little, wearing a quizzical expression. Clearly she expects Baiken to go on, or perhaps show her these beautiful things.]

[garyoutensei]

-That response told Baiken, if nothing else, that she really... wasn't any better at this than Gin was, looking a little flustered that her line fell so flat. That's what she gets for learning flirtation from Anji, of all people, she supposed. Better to stick with what works...-

I'm talking about you. -Such as being blunt.-

[ogin]

[Oh.

Oh!

Gin turns a brighter shade of red, open shock on her features. She works her mouth a bit, but no sounds come out.]

[garyoutensei]

Good sake has a tendency to make folks more honest. I'm no exception. -Another gulp.-

[ogin]

[Good sake makes people more honest, and also more brave or at least more reckless.

Gin slides closer to Baiken. She has no idea what she should say - she's bad enough at talking even when it's about business and not feelings. But seeing if coming closer gets a good or bad or reaction seems like a decent start.]

[garyoutensei]

-It was fine, for the moment. Baiken definitely wanted the moment to rest naturally between them, unburdened by pressure or any feelings deeper than the small infatuations they seemed to develop for one another. This was all it had to be... or it could be more... The ball was in Gin's court.-

realized that gin never actually put clothes on and has been in a towel this whole time

[ogin]

[For the moment, it doesn't have to be anything. With that in mind, Gin leans against Baiken's side. Even this supposedly innocent contact, this warmth, is something Gin rarely has a chance to enjoy.]

oh noooo

[garyoutensei]

-Baiken wordlessly refilled Gin's cup, but rather than taking her own sip from the cask as she had been doing, she set it aside, gently resting her hands over Gin's and lifting up the cup to her own lips, sipping there, sharing from Gin's cup...-

no wonder it's so awkward

[ogin]

[After Baiken drinks, Gin takes a sip herself. She's too old for nonsense like indirect kisses and too young for sharing a cup not to feel like something intimate.

The drink seems more delicious now, or perhaps it's just her perception.]

considering baiken's usual way of dressing, is it really so bad

[garyoutensei]

Drinking sake from the same cup is a way of being intimate with someone, opening your soul a bit to show them what's within... At least that's what the traditions say. I suppose that's why it's usually done at weddings. -Baiken chuckled slightly.-

that's fair

[ogin]

...Sharing food shows trust.

[It could be poisoned, and they'd easily have a chance to poison their own cup with something they themselves were resistant to. You wouldn't have a chance.]

[garyoutensei]

Looks like there's a reason your bosses picked me for this job... we're pretty compatible. -Baiken spoke softly, once more taking a sip from that cup, once more lifting Gin's hands with it, letting her fingers linger over the girl's knuckles.-

[ogin]

[The contact makes Gin shiver. She isn't used to affectionate contact, or touch that isn't violent in nature.]

I'm grateful.

[With her free hand, she reaches to run her fingers down a lock of Baiken's hair.]

[garyoutensei]

-Baiken didn't miss that reaction. That flinch spoke volumes, however small it was. But so did the fact that Gin returned it, feeling her fingertips run through her hair like that... She found herself returning the favor, once her own hand was free again, brushing over the silky black strands, raising them to her lips and pressing it softly against them in another traditional gesture. She almost wondered if Gin would even realize what it was.-

[ogin]

[She may not know the exact significance of it, but she knows that it's sweet. Romantic, even.

Maybe it's the alcohol emboldening her, but she brushes that strand of her hair out of Baiken's grip so she can lean in and try to replace her hair with her lips. Soft, chaste, inexperienced - but at least she doubts she'll be rejected.]

[garyoutensei]

[ She wouldn't dream of it, not at that moment. Then again, she wouldn't have dreamed things would have progressed with her charge this quickly, either. Baiken very rarely indulged in any of these sort of things, but Gin was like a truly rare sake, whose taste could be found nowhere else, a bouquet that was both nostalgic and fascinating.

Baiken returned her kiss, her arm leaving that lock of hair behind to wrap about Gin's shoulders and draw her in close, not caring if the towel was rustled out of place in the process. She wanted to feel her heartbeat... ]

[ogin]

[A skilled mafia operative adapts to a change in situation, but Gin isn't acting as an operative right now.

She's lucky that she doesn't have that much to hide with the towel. Her relative nudity is pushed to the back of her mind as she leans in closer. As long as she's pressed against Baiken's chest, her towel won't slip even if the hand holding it wands to cup Baiken's cheek instead.

Her heart is racing. She knows Baiken can feel it.]

[garyoutensei]

[ It made her own breath hitch, just how much Gin's chest was pounding. It showed her just how sincere Gin was, more than that kiss or her touch. But it also made her wonder...

Baiken broke the kiss, briefly, whispering hotly against Gin's ear. ]

Am I your first? [ She'd asked something similar before, but this one was less curious and more... concerned? She needed to know what sort of pace was needed, so that rapidly beating heart didn't burst right there before her. ]