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Date & Time: 7/4; in ye morning
Location: one of the training rooms in the hold
Characters: Gin "huge douchebag" Ichimaru, Rin "I suck at this" Asano
Summary: The most horrible mentor/student CR ever is born.
Warnings: G i n I c h i m a r u. To possibly be updated I guess.

[Rin was consistent if nothing else: every morning duly making the slog to train. A common sight, even if she wouldn't be turning any heads.

Her swordwork isn't exactly mind-blowing, but it's solid enough for what she is: a girl who got trained just for funsies by students focused on other things, to start. She could take out a grunt, that much is probably evidenced to the practiced eye, but she's not at a level where she'd terrify most people.

Judging by the frown she knows it too (or maybe she has something on her mind?). She goes through her exercises and then gets sick of it all at once, sheathing the sword and rubbing a hand across her forehead with a sigh. What's the point? There might be people out there she needs to kill but... well, she'll be cheating with stealth mode at any rate, no matter what. Maybe she should just quit.

Even if the thought makes her wince at herself.]

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[The training rooms were always an ideal place to hang around; some of the people here were interesting, that much was certain, but mostly he just liked having an idea of what people could do. Anyone could turn into an enemy at any moment after all - through their actions or his own - so he wanted to be prepared. Of course, with his general behavior appearing to be nothing but teasing or taunting regarding the skill of the person he's watching, it would be difficult to make that kind of conclusion, exactly the way he wanted it.

When he finally happens upon the area Rin is in, he recognizes her from before and...well, she's certainly nothing to write home about, from the looks of things. He's out of sight as he watches at first, just to get an idea of what she's capable of, but once he's through with merely observing he flash steps to stand right behind her, his movements both silent and instantaneous.

He could just approach like a regular person, but where's the fun in that?]

Playing at swordfighting, huh?

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[She jumps violently and is already glaring when she turns around. That stings, in part because it's so like what she was just thinking. One sentence and she already wants to stab him.

This guy again.]

Leave me alone.

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What's wrong, can't practice when people're watchin'? Shyness ain't good fer' when yer' fightin' on a full on battlefield, yanno.

[He chuckles; she's far too serious, he thinks, so bothering her could easily be a good way to kill some time.]

[She's already eager to remove himself from his general vicinity. :| Rin tries to sidestep. If she gets it she's gonna make for the door.]

Maybe I just don't appreciate being mocked, did you ever think of that?

Oh c'mon, can't ya' take a joke? I'm sure yer' much better at this than yer' lettin' on.

[Not happening. He follows the sidestep, though doesn't say anything, just grinning at her as usual.]

[He's doing this on purpose! She knows!!! He's doing that!!!!! She knows!!!!!!! Rin steps backwards mostly reflexively, eyes narrowing, then goes to sidestep... the other way.]

Whatever. Do you mind? Excuse me? I'm out of here.

[NOPE BLOCKING STILL.]

So, what, yer' givin' up?

So, what, you care? I have no idea who you even are. [Ugh she doesn't actually want to touch him. Backing up again and - looking around like she's hoping for an exit to open in thin air. Which she pretty much is. Ugh fucking GIN!!] I wouldn't have pegged you for the type to care.

Not in the traditional sense, no...

[He shrugs.]

I mean, it takes a lot of courage to do what yer' doin'! Not everyone can accept they're useless. If anythin' I admire you havin' the guts to just let everyone else take care of the fightin' for ya'; I'd just feel awful if I even considered it.

[She looks SO ANGRY for a moment and it seems like she might actually blow up at him a little? Then it's gone, smothered, stomped, stifled, something. Mostly just stifled, judging by her angry flush.]

Stop trying to provoke me. I am not giving up, but you know what, it turns out you are around here, so I'm leaving.

What, ya' don't like me watchin' ya' playin' around?

My eyes are closed yanno, it ain't like I can see nothin'.

[Okay, she's walking. If he doesn't move this time... she's going to make the regrettable choice of trying to push him :/]

[Oddly enough it's like trying to push a steel wall, despite how lanky he appears to be. He doesn't budge in the slightest.]

Sheesh, if that's the best you got, no wonder yer' givin' up.

[She steps off after a split second, looking grossed out. Who knows where he's been. Her face kind of setting, closing down a little. In some respects she's used to this.]

What do you want?

What're ya' trainin' so hard for?

[She obviously wants to just leave. She's contemplating the disappearing trick, but. That's kind of a secret to reveal to this guy. Ugh, where is someone who can rescue her? God... nasty tone:] As you yourself noted, we're in a warzone.

Well, sure.

But at the rate yer' goin', you'll be fit fer' this war by the time it's over.

It'd be easier t'just not, wouldn't it?

[Which is exactly why he suspects an ulterior motive.]

For your information I've been on missions and I've killed people! [OK, an evolving weapon helps. She knows she would not be doing half so well without it.

Of course there's more reasons for her drive, but it'll have to be squeezed out of her somewhat.]

I don't care if it's easier! I'm not just going to sit around.

An' is that all you can do?

Swordfightin'?

Yes! [Eye contact slides away briefly before she catches it and brings it back. Lie lie lie.] Is the interrogation over now?

It's just sorta funny, yanno? That sorta skillset, that sorta aptitude fer' it.

Hell of a deathwish, girl. Don't really think it's worth it.

I'm better suited to it than some people here! It's not a death wish!

Sure, like some a' the kids maybe.

[QUIET MOCKING LAUGHTER.]

I mean be square with me here. Who're ya' tryin' to impress?

Nobody. [FUCKIN] I have things I want to get done and that's it. I don't care what you think.

Like what?

Dying?