Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me

Search by :  Username E-mail Region Interest AOL IM ICQ Number Yahoo! ID MSN Username Jabber

jessie_rocket (jessie_rocket) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-08-08 09:45:00

Who: Gin and Jessie
When: 4th August - daytime
Where: Gin’s place
What: A new housemate
Rating/Warning: Low
Status: Complete



Jessie pulled up outside the address she had been given and turned off the car engine. She was sure it was pretty unusual to just turn up at a place after being invited by a guy she had just met online but she had already been told by a few people that the net was the best form of communication and help around. She was willing to take a chance.

She got out of the car and made her way up the path knocking on the door before waiting for Gin to answer.

Luckily for Jessie, the owner of the modern style home was only adhering to killing those on his revenge list. Or if it was someone who could further him along closer to those who were on his revenge list, then he would happily leave pieces of them across several continents and a long bloody smear from here to hell and back again.
Of course, Gin would never admit to doing stuff like that. For all extensive purposes, he was a just a laid back accountant on the valar net. One that was doing pretty good for himself, since that house and the land it was sitting on, must have cost a pretty penny.

The door opened to reveal a living area that was sparsely furnished, clean and white, with huge windowed walls. It was like a presentation showpiece on display, and that looked to be all that was happening until a young man with a perpetually smiling face peeked around the door. His white hair was ruffled like he had been awoken from a nap, and his voice was a lazy drawl.

"You must be Jessie from the network. Glad ta meet ya, 'specially if you're the good kinda crazy. C'mon in."

"Hi Gin from the network" she replied, "Apparently I have to learn what kind of crazy you are" she added with a grin before looking around.

"I kinda feel like the ferrets shouldn't come in, its really clean in here" she told him gesturing to the two creatures on leads she had with her. He had told her to bring them and they did like making new friends. "I mean they ain't dirty or anythin but they are animals"

"I'm the good crazy that likes a good time, because my job's so boring. As for those two, nah, they're fine. The floor's all that white marble stuff, so it ain't like they can leave a big ol' pee mark on carpet or nothin'. Quick mop up, an' it'd be like nothin' ever happened." Gin nodded and smiled down at the ferrets. That smile seemed permanently etched in place. "I'll show y'all around if ya want, an' we can talk an' see if you're really interested in stayin'."

He was leaning against the door, like it was the only thing holding him upright.

"Ah well now I'm a lot more relaxed, long as you ain't an axe murderer or anythin like that" she grinned, "Nope these two are house trained, they'll tell me when they need to use the garden to go pee" she informed him before nodding. "I'd love to have a looksee round the place" she said, gesturing for him to lead the way.

She doubted that she could afford to stay with him, the place just screamed money but she may make a new friend which was even better in her eyes.

Gin just smiled for a loooooooooooooong moment, after she mentioned axe murdering. Then, still smiling, he closed the door and wandered off in the direction of the kitchen, saying in an oh-so-casual way, "If they're outside trained that's even better. Garden's there for people to enjoy, not just ta grow trees an' stuff in. Ya thirsty? I got bottles of lemonade an' tea. Not together, but you can mix 'em if ya wanna. "

He hopped so he was sitting on the countertop next to the refrigerator - a double-doored chrome-plated affair - and opened one side so she could pick out what she wanted.

“First thing I did was train them, most animals can be taught things like that” Jessie said as she followed him into the kitchen. “Lemonade tea doesn’t sound as bad as it probably is” she smiled as she took just a lemonade, “Thanks” she said, getting the impression already that Gin could possibly be one of the most laid back people she had ever or would ever meet.

He was so laid back, he looked like the laziest person on earth. It didn't help that his eyes were in a perpetual squint as he smiled away. Either he was high on life or high on something. It was truly hard to tell with him.

"Ya get along good with animals, at least. That means ya can't be that bad of a person," Gin pointed out. "If ya were, then they'd be bitin' you left an' right. They can sense things. Like bad guys...an' earthquakes..an' who knows what else."

In one fluid motion, he slid his butt off the counter and landed silently on his feet.
"So how much ya wanna pay for a room? Which I guess I should go show ya."

Jessie smiled, “Thanks and you’re right animals are great at sensing whether someone is a good or bad person” she nodded. Looking down to where the ferrets were sniffing around Gin, “Looks like they think you’re okay too” she told him.

“Oh umm honestly I have no idea about rates and things. I’ve never rented before” she admitted, “I mean this place is pretty awesome so I figure it’d be the higher end of prices”

Gin didn't hesitate to reach down and let them scurry over his hands. He briefly considered that it was a good thing that animals didn't shy away from him entirely. Maybe he wasn't entirely bad, just yet.

He stood up and waved a hand for her to follow, showing her to a couple empty rooms, just as white and bright and airy as the rest of the house was. If Gin had a maid, she must have done a metric ton of mopping and glass cleaning.

"Nope. I'll work with ya on the rent price. Truth is? It gets real quiet here," he admitted. "And I wouldn't mind havin' someone to watch the place if I have some accounting seminar or number crunchin' assembly that I have ta go to."

It was a good front too, to have someone staying there as an alibi. He was cautious enough that Jessie wouldn't see anything and he kept no evidence of his misdeeds on the premises. The only dangerous things in there were kitchen knives, scissors, and pruning sheers. His zanpakuto stayed with him, since it was a part of him.

"I like ya. Name your price," Gin gently insisted, with a even wider smile.

The rooms were amazing and Gin was lovely, Jessie had no doubts that she’d be perfectly happy here.

“Oh I’d happily take care of the place while you were away” she assured him, “I have to admit those sound even more boring than some of the veterinarian seminars I’ve been to” she teased him with a smile and a little nudge with her shoulder.

Gin had a relaxing way about him, Jessie liked it and the ferrets had definitely taken to him. She always listened to them. “Oh god, okay. $1200? Is that anywhere near decent? I think that was the average in Orange County when I looked last”

Gin lit up a little at the teasing. Any form of game playing, teasing, and toying with others was his proverbial bread and butter. So if she was capable of dishing that out, he was perfectly willing to play along.

He gave her a playful thwap on the shoulder with his fingers, while telling Jessie, “That’s all I’m lookin’ for. An’ that’s kinda steep. How ‘bout half that? Six hundred’s good ‘nuff. Ya gotta pay for food an’ gas an’ other boring things like that.”

Jessie laughed at his thwap, yep he was good people and she was glad to have met him. He had the potential to be a great friend.

“Really? Are you sure? I mean that would be brilliant” she replied, “I could cook too if you like? I mean I’m pretty decent and if you’re busy and everything I might be able to ease the chores and things that need doing”

Gin didn't have very many friends. Mostly because of his profession and having to maintain a facade was easy, but he never liked to let on to what his real job was. It was a little hard to explain to people that he was an assassin and the criminal issues involved made any admission into a real mess. It was easier to play dumb and pretend to be an accountant.
But Jessie? He liked in an instant. She seemed like she was easy to get along with and funny, and the ferrets were bonus points. He liked squirrely critters better than those infinitely loyal lapdog pets. That didn't suit him. Ha ha.

"Yep. I'm sure. You can cook since I usually just do ramen an' things. I grab a bite to eat here an' there and I've got a garden out back that I fuss over. Pick what ya want, but the persimmons aren't gonna be ready yet. An' those need ta be dried an' fussed over lots." In fact, in Soul Society, he had been known for his hoshigaki, and gave gifts of it to everyone. Not that they found him any more off-putting, but no one ever said no to receiving it, either. "I'll be around all the time, then. Unless somethin' comes up."

He did stop and tapped a fingertip against his chin, looking happily thoughtful.

"Ya might want to limit how many people come over ta visit. I shoulda mentioned that. Isn't gonna be a problem though, is it?"

Jessie didn’t currently have many friends either but that was because she’d just moved into the area and had yet to meet people. Once she started getting out and about she was sure she’d have plenty. She was that kind of girl. Hard working and professional when needed but also knew how to let her hair down and have a good time.

She nodded as he explained about the garden, “I think we’ll be able ta find a good routine between the two of us” she smiled, “We don’t seem like overly complicated people” Both laid back, though Gin maybe more so.

“Not a problem” she assured him, “I hardly know anybody anyway and even when I do I prefer being out and about and doing stuff”

"We're gonna work out fine. I'd like ta meet your chinchilla too," Gin was saying. "I heard they're real soft. I've never seen a live one, other than maybe on someone's coat."

It wasn't clear if he was saying that to see how she reacted, or saying it offhandedly, but Gin turned toward Jessie and his smile split wide open into a grin. It was one part teasing and two parts innocence, mix and serve, slightly chilled.

Jessie nodded smiling brightly, “I’m sure she’ll love you too” she said before raising her eyebrows at his next comments. When she saw his grin her hand shot out to tickle his side, “I can see I’m gonna have to watch myself around you mister” she laughed.

His laughter was hushed and hard to hear, but Gin swiftly squiggled away from the tickling fingers.

"Maaaaaaaaaaaybe," he finally responded, sounding much like he had been caught with a hand in a cookie jar and was letting the person guess if he was actually holding onto a cookie or not. "When ya wanna move in?"

Jessie laughed brightly, she had a feeling she was going to be smiling and laughing a lot around him.

“When do you want me?” she asked in reply, “I’m just at a local hotel at the moment, and using space in an animal shelter for the animals”

"Whenever ya want. I'll get ya a key." He winked. Or was it a wink or a squintier squint? Either way, he had a feeling that this would work out pretty good, too. "Gotta be miserable for 'em in there. They might think ya abandoned 'em an' it'd be too noisy ta sleep good. Same with that hotel."

“End of the week?” she suggested, “It won’t take me long to get everything over, it should all fit in the car and I’ll bring the animals over after that. I go see ‘em everyday but yeah I do worry about them there. I’ve snuck these guys into the hotel cos they definitely weren’t happy being left” she admitted with a cheeky smile as she gestured to the ferrets.

"Sounds good ta me," was Gin's breezy reply. He smiled down at the ferrets. Gin is one smiley son of a bitch. "I should be here most of the week, ain't got no plans. If ya wanna bring 'em over sooner an' move in, that's fine."

“Awesome, thanks man that’s really good of ya ta offer” she told him with a smile, “I’ll be sure ta drop you a text before I head on over yeah? Just in case you are busy or whatever”

"Sure, sounds good too. Here, lemme get you a key. If you're late with the rent though, I'm gonna haveta kill ya." Gin paused for a moment, before saying brightly, "Just kiddin'."

Jessie laughed, "I'll be on time I promise, I'd hate ta turn ya into a killer over rent" she winked at him.

Gin had the world's biggest cheshire cat smile going on.

"That'd be awful. Heaven forbid any blood ever bein' spilled," he replied, disappearing for a moment and coming back with a key. He handed it to her. "Here ya go. Let yourself in, any time."

He forgot to tell her about the alarm code, but that was just going to make things playfully fun, and was Gin's way of giving someone a house-warming gift.