Gin watched Effy's look go from suspicious to curious. On one hand he wanted to laugh, on the other he wanted grin. She knew exactly what he was thinking on that question, but that was alright. A faint laugh manages to escape him as he nods at her. "Yeah, lets head over so you can change and I can take a quick shower. Is that pair of cloths of mine still over there?" He then tossed a quick glance out the window and frowned a bit before looking back towards her. "If not, Samual is going to have a hissyfit about me borrowing a pair of his spare cloths and then complain how they don't fit my physique."
Gin was still rather relaxed at the moment, he usually was with Effy. The woman had that kind of calming effect on him, and if he didn't know any better he would call it magic. It was just amazing how you could be so content with someone in such a way, he couldn't really describe it. He only hoped he would have more times like this in the future, if he made it that long without getting exposed. He had the terrible feeling that once people knew what he was, that he would be one of the ones they executed, even if he was fighting along side them. Suddenly Gin would fold his hands together, peering towards Effy silently for a couple of moments as the sound of the rain grew a bit heavier.
"Already paid for the drinks, so anytime you are ready to leave we can get going." Carefully he unfolds his hands and goes about grabbing his glasses and wallet from the table.
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"Yeah, but I am so much better at it than Casey is. But if Sam is 'so' fond of him, he really just needs to tie him to a bed and throw away the key already. Sure would save us some trouble." Gin would grumble faintly. He knew Samual, actually he worked for Samual on occasions. It did bother the incubus that his charms didn't work on Gin as they did everyone else, but in truth that is what made Gin so fond of working for him. Nothing better to brighten up your work day of keeping a steady eye on things than watching your boss try to get in your pants. Though he would admit, the incubus did have a genius idea of running a popular nightclub where his charms and abilities worked their best.
Gin watched as Effy pulled out a familiar looking black ticket, a grin quickly spreading across his features. He quickly lifted his free hand up towards his face, quickly brushing back his bangs from his eyes. "Oh sweetness, I sure do know what that is for." He chuckles. The tickets cost a bit, but Gin never really minded the price. Hadn't missed one yet, he wasn't going to start now. He loved the private showings, each was different, special in its own way. If he missed one, who knows what he might have missed out on?!
Carefully as he lowers his free hand he reaches for his mug of coco finally. By now it had already cooled down to a soft shimmer and was easy to devour. After he put the glass to his lips, one gulp, two gulps, three gulps, gone. Steadily he places the now empty mug back onto the table with a smirk, it was just like how he drank entire bottles of vodka and the alike. Only gulps, no sips, even if he was sharing. "Since we are on the topic, anything you want to do before work?"
Gin watched as Effy pulled out a familiar looking black ticket, a grin quickly spreading across his features. He quickly lifted his free hand up towards his face, quickly brushing back his bangs from his eyes. "Oh sweetness, I sure do know what that is for." He chuckles. The tickets cost a bit, but Gin never really minded the price. Hadn't missed one yet, he wasn't going to start now. He loved the private showings, each was different, special in its own way. If he missed one, who knows what he might have missed out on?!
Carefully as he lowers his free hand he reaches for his mug of coco finally. By now it had already cooled down to a soft shimmer and was easy to devour. After he put the glass to his lips, one gulp, two gulps, three gulps, gone. Steadily he places the now empty mug back onto the table with a smirk, it was just like how he drank entire bottles of vodka and the alike. Only gulps, no sips, even if he was sharing. "Since we are on the topic, anything you want to do before work?"
Gin was quiet while Effy checked her mental calender. He nodding lightly as she answered, smiling a bit. "Ah, an intimate four person show and I'm not invited? Damn." He lightly shakes his head, speaking in a joking tone. "But lets see, if that is at one, I will probably just head over with you and hang around until you are free. And I'll drink enough to make up for last night, but I promise to keep my pants on this time, at least until the belt comes off."
A rather content sigh escaped Gin as their fingers laced together, so perfectly. He gives her hand a light, reassuring squeeze. That was one thing he couldn't quite tire of, was how relaxed she managed to make him feel, even without trying. It was almost like it was a conditioned response to her touch, at least in public. Though as she began to talk about Casey being there, his eyes nearly rolled out of his head, followed by an exasperated sigh.
"I should seriously just talk to the manager about getting rid of him. If he cant manage to behave himself tonight he just miiiight find himself in deeper shit than he will have ever expected." Gin managed to only sound a tiny bit irritated, but with that, a soft sigh escapes him and a smile forms onto his face as he gazes at Effy. "I will be there this time though, I don't think he is gutsy enough to try anything while I am watching to catch him on his bullshit." He might not have been open about it, but Gin was far from a friendly drunk stoner. If anything, he was more like a tiger in a pen full of baby rabbits. And what do you not do to that tigers favorite rabbit? Hurt it.
"Plus, I already warned him that if he hurt you again, be it by accident or purpose, I'd do twice as worse to him." Gin had never really discussed with Effy what he did for work. He just told her he did a lot of odd jobs and that he knew a lot of people, both of which was true. But what she didn't know was that he worked under different faces, as different people.
A rather content sigh escaped Gin as their fingers laced together, so perfectly. He gives her hand a light, reassuring squeeze. That was one thing he couldn't quite tire of, was how relaxed she managed to make him feel, even without trying. It was almost like it was a conditioned response to her touch, at least in public. Though as she began to talk about Casey being there, his eyes nearly rolled out of his head, followed by an exasperated sigh.
"I should seriously just talk to the manager about getting rid of him. If he cant manage to behave himself tonight he just miiiight find himself in deeper shit than he will have ever expected." Gin managed to only sound a tiny bit irritated, but with that, a soft sigh escapes him and a smile forms onto his face as he gazes at Effy. "I will be there this time though, I don't think he is gutsy enough to try anything while I am watching to catch him on his bullshit." He might not have been open about it, but Gin was far from a friendly drunk stoner. If anything, he was more like a tiger in a pen full of baby rabbits. And what do you not do to that tigers favorite rabbit? Hurt it.
"Plus, I already warned him that if he hurt you again, be it by accident or purpose, I'd do twice as worse to him." Gin had never really discussed with Effy what he did for work. He just told her he did a lot of odd jobs and that he knew a lot of people, both of which was true. But what she didn't know was that he worked under different faces, as different people.
Gin chuckled a bit as he watched her take a gulp from her coffee, lightly shaking his head. He couldn't do that, at least not well. He liked things spicy, but not physically steaming. Without looking he scooted his hot coco off to the side, clearly not planning on drinking it right yet. Steam still rose from the mug, far too hot to drink.
"Sure thing, I can even follow you over if you want. What time do you start tonight?" He asks, hardly blinking as Effy finally looked into his eyes. While Gin wouldn't admit it, he loved it when she did that. Maybe because it meant her attention was all on him, or maybe because he adored the color of hers more. Even though he could change his eyes to match hers, it just wasn't quite the same. Before he had met Effy, Gin had visited Noir on occasion with a friend, but since he met Effy he was there practically every night she was, sometimes under a different face. He knew well about many of the magically inclined that visited there frequently, and he was not about to let poor Effy get caught up in any of that, if he could help it.
"Ah... also. Try to avoid Casey if you can help it." Gin mutters, suddenly adverting his gaze away from Effy's, looking out into the rainy weather. "While I was there they nearly had the cops called, twice, and I don't want you getting caught up in his shit." Casey was one of the people Gin happily refereed to as a 'Face'. The guy was practically useless unless it came to hoarding drugs and tons of booze and the alike, its the only reason Gin really talked to him anymore.
"Sure thing, I can even follow you over if you want. What time do you start tonight?" He asks, hardly blinking as Effy finally looked into his eyes. While Gin wouldn't admit it, he loved it when she did that. Maybe because it meant her attention was all on him, or maybe because he adored the color of hers more. Even though he could change his eyes to match hers, it just wasn't quite the same. Before he had met Effy, Gin had visited Noir on occasion with a friend, but since he met Effy he was there practically every night she was, sometimes under a different face. He knew well about many of the magically inclined that visited there frequently, and he was not about to let poor Effy get caught up in any of that, if he could help it.
"Ah... also. Try to avoid Casey if you can help it." Gin mutters, suddenly adverting his gaze away from Effy's, looking out into the rainy weather. "While I was there they nearly had the cops called, twice, and I don't want you getting caught up in his shit." Casey was one of the people Gin happily refereed to as a 'Face'. The guy was practically useless unless it came to hoarding drugs and tons of booze and the alike, its the only reason Gin really talked to him anymore.
A faint smile forms on Gin's face, a bit of a chuckle escaping him. "Poor thing." He murmurs, lightly rubbing the top of her head in a slow circling motion. He seemed pretty relaxed with the whole thing, clearly finding some enjoyment in rubbing her head, to the point he was ignoring his steaming cup of hot coco. Normally he would order a bitter coffee and stomach it, but with how heavy the air felt today, he wasn't sure if he could actually keep it down or not. He didn't even pay attention to the waitress.
Gin's voice grew a bit softer as he continued to rub her head, even as she spoke and stirred her drink. He noticed she wasn't meeting his gaze, but he wasn't quite ready to delve into that yet. Instead he chose to reply to her. "Well, you got here in one piece, and that is good enough for me. Though if its like this next time, just tell me and I will gladly walk over, you know I don't mind." He states, now staring at her face quite intently. "I tried making it over last night but I ran into a bit of trouble after I got off of work. Ended up getting dragged over to Casey's before I passed out. He didn't call you like I asked, it seems." As he says that, his brow creases with clear displeasure. "Oh well, there is still tonight, right?" At this point Gin could hear the light rain drops outside, even as they pattered against the window, the faint smell of rain starting to mix in with the sickeningly sweet smell of pie and coffee.
Slowly he would start to lower his hand away from her head, finally reaching for his drink as he keeps his gaze intently upon her. Gin didn't like many people, Magical being or human. Effy was just about the only human he was truly fond of, most others were just 'faces' and 'fuck buddies'.
Gin's voice grew a bit softer as he continued to rub her head, even as she spoke and stirred her drink. He noticed she wasn't meeting his gaze, but he wasn't quite ready to delve into that yet. Instead he chose to reply to her. "Well, you got here in one piece, and that is good enough for me. Though if its like this next time, just tell me and I will gladly walk over, you know I don't mind." He states, now staring at her face quite intently. "I tried making it over last night but I ran into a bit of trouble after I got off of work. Ended up getting dragged over to Casey's before I passed out. He didn't call you like I asked, it seems." As he says that, his brow creases with clear displeasure. "Oh well, there is still tonight, right?" At this point Gin could hear the light rain drops outside, even as they pattered against the window, the faint smell of rain starting to mix in with the sickeningly sweet smell of pie and coffee.
Slowly he would start to lower his hand away from her head, finally reaching for his drink as he keeps his gaze intently upon her. Gin didn't like many people, Magical being or human. Effy was just about the only human he was truly fond of, most others were just 'faces' and 'fuck buddies'.
"Effy!" Gin practically purred as the young woman sat in the seat before him, resting her head on the tabletop. And her reach for his hand wouldn't be a far one, he quickly extended it and grabbed onto hers with a light, but very warm grip. There was a rather large grin on his face that reached his green eyes, he was genuinely happy to see her, as he had always been. It wasn't exactly something he could explain, it was just one of those things. You meet someone and you click, right?
"Of course. I got here a bit early so I told them to wait to bring 'em out until you got here. Should be out any minute." He lifted up his free hand to brush back some of his untamed locks of hair that had gone unbrushed for a couple of days, not that anyone could really tell. With how he styled it, it always looked as if he had just rolled out of bed anyhow.
"Was your drive over safe?" Gin personally did not drive, he couldn't stand being in a tiny death-trap for longer than necessary. He walked just about everywhere, or flew. Being able to change the shape of your body as you pleased sure was one nifty ability, but one he would never brag about to anyone, especially Effy. He grips onto her hand a bit, giving a slightly worried look before tilting his head once again, glancing out the window, towards the sky. "Looks like you got here in time too! Its about to start raining."
"Of course. I got here a bit early so I told them to wait to bring 'em out until you got here. Should be out any minute." He lifted up his free hand to brush back some of his untamed locks of hair that had gone unbrushed for a couple of days, not that anyone could really tell. With how he styled it, it always looked as if he had just rolled out of bed anyhow.
"Was your drive over safe?" Gin personally did not drive, he couldn't stand being in a tiny death-trap for longer than necessary. He walked just about everywhere, or flew. Being able to change the shape of your body as you pleased sure was one nifty ability, but one he would never brag about to anyone, especially Effy. He grips onto her hand a bit, giving a slightly worried look before tilting his head once again, glancing out the window, towards the sky. "Looks like you got here in time too! Its about to start raining."
"And today at Gernis Memorial Hospital a local man was emitted after being brutally attacked by an enraged werewolf! He- "
Gin glanced away from the TV in the corner coffee shop, looking down to his old, beaten up wallet on the tiny round table he sat at. It was his usual seat, far off in a corner near the large windows that exposed the world outside of the tranquil little shop. Though it was normally sunny outside, today there was quite a bit of dark cloud cover, the air felt a bit heavier than usual too. Not that Gin could just go blabbering about it to anyone, most humans couldn't notice the heavy change in the air or the slight unnatural tingle of magic that often hit their noses. A bit of a sigh escapes him as he tilts his head a bit, reaching a hand up to tug off his reading glasses and set them on the table beside his wallet.
Lazily he gazes out of the window, watching as people pass by in a hurry, some with weapons, others with children, and some without nothing. It wasn't a really troublesome thing, but Gin found it to be. He liked humans, he liked his kin, he liked everyone. It was amazing what could happen in just a matter of a few years, how fast things could get out of hand... Thankfully though, the battle had not fully reached this area. There were attacks here or there, but mostly it was kept safe by the government working with countless Magic officials.
Slowly his gaze turns towards the dark sky that was holding promise of rain. Normally Gin would stay home while it rained, or at a friends. It was one of the few times he actually sat still and wasn't drunk off his ass or running on some kind of high. The rain was calming and soothing, enchanting if anything, it made him sleepy. But today he had dragged himself from his friends apartment to come have coffee. He actually wasn't too fond of the usually bitter drink, but a few people he knew liked it, so he drank it willingly.
And today was no different. Aside that he had arrived a bit early and was now stuck waiting, it seemed.
Gin glanced away from the TV in the corner coffee shop, looking down to his old, beaten up wallet on the tiny round table he sat at. It was his usual seat, far off in a corner near the large windows that exposed the world outside of the tranquil little shop. Though it was normally sunny outside, today there was quite a bit of dark cloud cover, the air felt a bit heavier than usual too. Not that Gin could just go blabbering about it to anyone, most humans couldn't notice the heavy change in the air or the slight unnatural tingle of magic that often hit their noses. A bit of a sigh escapes him as he tilts his head a bit, reaching a hand up to tug off his reading glasses and set them on the table beside his wallet.
Lazily he gazes out of the window, watching as people pass by in a hurry, some with weapons, others with children, and some without nothing. It wasn't a really troublesome thing, but Gin found it to be. He liked humans, he liked his kin, he liked everyone. It was amazing what could happen in just a matter of a few years, how fast things could get out of hand... Thankfully though, the battle had not fully reached this area. There were attacks here or there, but mostly it was kept safe by the government working with countless Magic officials.
Slowly his gaze turns towards the dark sky that was holding promise of rain. Normally Gin would stay home while it rained, or at a friends. It was one of the few times he actually sat still and wasn't drunk off his ass or running on some kind of high. The rain was calming and soothing, enchanting if anything, it made him sleepy. But today he had dragged himself from his friends apartment to come have coffee. He actually wasn't too fond of the usually bitter drink, but a few people he knew liked it, so he drank it willingly.
And today was no different. Aside that he had arrived a bit early and was now stuck waiting, it seemed.
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