Thread: A Serpent’s Dilemma (Higeki)

The rogue Shinigami maintained his usual demeanor as he watched with seemingly little stake on how well the healing process went for his old friend and companion. In reality, Gin was watching with considerable interest, and his chest eased with a light breath of relief when Rangikus own body began to resume its normal breathing functions. As the human girl finished in her task, the silver-haired male maintained his current positon while noting in his usual tone, I see Aizen was correct in his calculations of your usefulness. As to be expected. Inwardly, however, he was thankful to the girl. Waiting until Rangiku inevitably regained consciousness, a number of thoughts swam through Gins mind on how to handle things now that the immediate danger was dealt with. She was still in the heart of the Aizens adopted domain, which meant any number of horrible events could go down from here on out. For now, he needed to keep his cards and any emotions held tightly to his chest, for concern of revealing his true hand too early to those around him. Despite his continued concerns, it was of considerable relief when Rangiku did awaken, as the rogue Shinigami observed silently while she addressed Orihime and gained a grasp on her new surroundings. When the Vice-Captains attention became directed toward her old friend, the man would maintain his often seen smile as he spoke in a seemingly calm and deceptively friendly tone, It was a surprise to see you were, Rangiku. In her current state, Gin was very easily able to calculate what she was about to do next as she pulled herself to her feet and approached, yet he did nothing to stop it as his childhood friend reached out and slapped him hard across his face. The blow hurt in a number of ways that nobody else could know of at that moment, but Gin knew he deserved that and far greater for what hed undoubtedly put her through with his apparent betrayal. Despite her weakened state, the slap was hard enough to make Gin turn his head as his face stung with the reddened mark on his face, as he slowly turned to face her, his usual smile faded for the time being, as he responded in kind to her question itself, Oh? One could ask the same of you, Rangiku. Coming here on your own ahead of the others seems a rather brash move. The tears threatening to flow out of her eyes were heartbreaking for the male. His whole purpose for joining Aizen was largely centered around preventing such a thing from happening, as considered her question and simply stated, I suppose your coming here and my leaving Soul Society are similar. We both do what we feel we must for the sake of what we feel is right. As usual, he was keeping her just enough in the dark. It was something hed done since they were younger, and he hated it now just as he did then. But more than ever it was a necessary evil, as Gin gave her a familiar smile before suggesting, For now, Ill leave the two of you to rest up and get reacquainted with another. We can talk later. Taking a step away, Rangiku would find, if she attempted to follow, that an invisible barrier would prevent her from leaving the cell. Specially constructed for holding Shinigamis outside of the unique signatures of the three rogues, she would once again find herself having to watch him leave for now, as he paused at the doorway and raised a hand to lightly brush his fingertips over where her hand had landed, ...It was nice to feel your touch again. With that, the door would close behind him, as he ignored anything she may have to say for now, instead heading off to see Aizen and find out for himself what their leader may have in mind for this newest prisoner.