![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ajremixTitle: The Man with the Shadows
Fandom: Bleach RP![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mercy_street_rp
Rating: PG, I guess?
Word Count: 350
Characters: Gin
In response to:mercystreetnote speed drabble (3rd=19 minutes)
Summary: First time ever doing any incarnation of Gin.
He watches the cars go by in the darkness of the alley, smiling under the shadows. Most people stumbled passed him without notice, but when headlights swept over the bright sheen of his hair and the eerie edges of his grin, some noticed and hunched their faces into the collars of their jackets and shuffled on quickly.
It was silent in the alley and Gin wondered if anyone noticed the lack of dog barking and growling in the bins. Probably not, too conditioned to the hoarse voice of the stray, just like the rumbling cough of an unkempt car or sick men with only the sidewalks to call their home.
He’d been following Aizen’s little boy all day in a way to let him and his little bodyguard know he was there. Safety precaution, his grin had said. And because I’m bored and I want to see what you’ll do once you’re uncomfortable. Once you know you’re being watched.
And he liked seeing them edgy, seeming them tense at every movement and flicker their eyes back at him, even when Gin wasn’t the perpetrator. It made him chuckle, even now, as he stood in the alley under the poor boy’s window. Aizen didn’t want anyone putting hands on the child again and, even though he hadn’t ordered or even asked Gin to do so, he watched.
And he watched as the bodyguard pulled them into the drive way, watched as the bodyguard stood a little closer than necessary from car door to front door, watched as they went up in the elevator, the bodyguard scowling at him and the boy looking pointedly at nothing.
He smiled and knew they were upstairs, knew the bodyguard wouldn’t leave because he trusted no one and nothing now. How amusing, Gin thought, and cute. He’d love to see what else the mighty bodyguard would do for his infinitely more important charge.
Eventually Gin vacated the alley, not bothering to clean his hands. By the passenger side door of the bodyguard’s car was the body of the dog. He wondered what they’d do come morning.
Fandom: Bleach RP
mercy_street_rpRating: PG, I guess?
Word Count: 350
Characters: Gin
In response to:
mercystreetnote speed drabble (3rd=19 minutes)Summary: First time ever doing any incarnation of Gin.
He watches the cars go by in the darkness of the alley, smiling under the shadows. Most people stumbled passed him without notice, but when headlights swept over the bright sheen of his hair and the eerie edges of his grin, some noticed and hunched their faces into the collars of their jackets and shuffled on quickly.
It was silent in the alley and Gin wondered if anyone noticed the lack of dog barking and growling in the bins. Probably not, too conditioned to the hoarse voice of the stray, just like the rumbling cough of an unkempt car or sick men with only the sidewalks to call their home.
He’d been following Aizen’s little boy all day in a way to let him and his little bodyguard know he was there. Safety precaution, his grin had said. And because I’m bored and I want to see what you’ll do once you’re uncomfortable. Once you know you’re being watched.
And he liked seeing them edgy, seeming them tense at every movement and flicker their eyes back at him, even when Gin wasn’t the perpetrator. It made him chuckle, even now, as he stood in the alley under the poor boy’s window. Aizen didn’t want anyone putting hands on the child again and, even though he hadn’t ordered or even asked Gin to do so, he watched.
And he watched as the bodyguard pulled them into the drive way, watched as the bodyguard stood a little closer than necessary from car door to front door, watched as they went up in the elevator, the bodyguard scowling at him and the boy looking pointedly at nothing.
He smiled and knew they were upstairs, knew the bodyguard wouldn’t leave because he trusted no one and nothing now. How amusing, Gin thought, and cute. He’d love to see what else the mighty bodyguard would do for his infinitely more important charge.
Eventually Gin vacated the alley, not bothering to clean his hands. By the passenger side door of the bodyguard’s car was the body of the dog. He wondered what they’d do come morning.
