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[h2][color=darkorange]Gin Yoshiyaki[/color]
[sub][s]and Company[/s][/sub][/h2]
[h3]Pellion's Pub, Gates of Troy, Edge of Shinto[/h3]
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[@Paradox Witch][@Froppy][@really is anyone else still at the bar, we're closed]
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Gin looked around the bar, feeling as if something is changing it. It was quite a dreadful feeling, at that. That, along with the reaction drawn from Chiron and Donnie regarding what's happening as well as the events going on outside of the bar put Gin in a further state of unease. Freezing in place, the thug began to contemplate the ramifications of just [i]what[/i] will happen if he did nothing about that fire...

The sound of one of his lackeys tripping on their shoelaces broke Gin from this trance.
	
[color=darkorange]"W-whaddya mean we ain't leavin?! I thought I told ya it's [i]my[/i] job to protect Fuyuki, and that makes it your job, too, ya know!"[/color] Gin began, his face crumpled with anger and his fists curled with frustration. [color=darkorange]"I already 'eard of all the crazy shit that happened last night, and it pisses me off that our gameplan's just ta' lounge around in this pub all day getting drunk!"[/color] Gin continued to growl, until another one of his men, one who was the last to leave the VIP room, spills the bottle of wine all over his white suit. [i]Oh, shit, he was the only one who took the white suit, wasn't he?[/i] Gin turned around to face all his men angrily, crossing his arms. [color=darkorange]"What the hell're you all doing?! All of ya, except the waitstaff and you two clumsy idiots, get going to Miyama! Help whoever's wounded over here, and one of ya better come back and give me a report!"[/color] 

As the majority of his men all scrambled out of the bar, Gin took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down. For a moment, he contemplated using one of his gratuitous-looking Command Spells. Gin dismissed that thought after a brief moment, however, hoping that his men are all able to provide as much help as possible. As the expression on his face began to soften, Gin pulled a bar stool out for himself, taking a seat, grabbing the drink closest to him, and downing that shit. Slamming the cup back down to the bar once the last drop trickled down his throat, Gin let out an exhausted sigh.

[color=darkorange]"That kid's out there, too, y'know. Gatekeeper... I'm supposed 'ta be escortin' him, too. I mean, even if 'es another Master's Servant, he still looks up to me, for some reason. I don't want 'im to just go out there and get 'imself hurt while I just sit around here, y'know?! It's my job to make sure kids like Gatekeeper, good kids, don't live to see their homes burning down and all... It just makes me think, like, what am I supposed to do if it were my kids that were out there? How are they s'posed to survive in a city that's burned to the ground?"[/color]

Gin wiped his mouth with his hand as he stared down into his glass, thinking for a bit. Yesterday, he was all fired up about making sure Fuyuki would stay safe under his protection. Only one day passed, and everything's already gotten way out of hand. He began to realize that he did nothing to stop any of these events from happening. He could have been proactive, and yet, he followed his Servant's whims up to this point. It was at that moment a realization dawned upon Gin... It wasn't the Grail's fault that he was summoned with a Servant like Chiron, and it wasn't Chiron's fault that the city's on fire.

It was Gin's fault, for not being proactive about his mission.

[color=darkorange]"Alright, [i]Ite,[/i] I'll stay put, for tonight..."[/color] Gin growled softly, shuffling in his seat. [color=darkorange]"But I want 'ya to clear something up with me. Yer a trainer of heroes, right? Trained peeps to do extraordinary things, making 'em something greater than they are, yeah? I want ya to do that for me, so I can finally lend a helping hand to the citizens of my lovely town. It's against my own code of honor ta' just sit around in this bar, anyway. And more importantly, you mentioned your other Noble Phantasm can make me inta' a hero on the fly, right?"[/color]

Gin stood up, straightening his suit as he faced his Servant with a stern and serious look he had never given him before. Puffing out his chest and putting his hands to his hips, Gin boomed his next request. 

[center][color=darkorange][b]"Tell me what I need to work on so ya' can use your Noble Phantasm on me, [i]Ite![/i] I may be the most kick-ass thug in town, but I want you to make me an even more kick-ass hero, so I could finally kick these damn foreigners out of my home!"[/b][/color][/center]