jessie_rocket (jessie_rocket) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-08-14 21:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, gin ichimaru, jessie |
Who: Gin and Jessie
When: Friday 9th August
Where: Gin’s Place
What: Jessie moving in
Rating/Warning: Low/None
Status: Complete
Jessie had packed everything into her car - including the animals and they were all now on route to their new home. It was all rather exciting and she was really looking forward to having a space to call her own. It helped that her landlord was an awesomely cool guy too. And it meant she could properly start to look for a building or something to set up her veterinary practice.
Pulling up outside the house she entered the code for the gate and drove in, she honked a couple of times in case Gin was out back or something. She’d text him she was coming but hadn’t wanted him to feel like he had to be around or help or anything.
Oh, he was there. He was simply watching from his vantage point, as the code had been set only for the gate, and alarms and bells and whistles were going to go off when she walked through the front door. HAPPY HOUSEWARMING. What a stinker.
If there was pet piddle, there would be some bonus points. Even if the cleanup would be a bummer? Still worth it.
Look! He was munching on some candy from a recent outing with a Yakuza coworker, hidden up in the boughs of a tree like an overgrown kid. His feet were dangling and swinging idly to and fro, as he waited.
Removing a box from the car she took her key from her pocket and entered the house. Then all hell broke loose.
Dropping the box, thank god it was just clothes and books, she squeaked. “Oh crap! What have I done? What the hell?” she flapped a little bit as she glanced around. The ferrets who had been on their leads with her were running around - not peeing or pooing thank goodness - just trying to hunt down a noise.
No pee puddles? Aww.
Gin nearly choked on a candy laughing at the whole scene, and just about fell out of the tree he was perched in. After clinging onto the branch and getting his breath back, he landed soundlessly on the ground and made his way to the open front door. It was hard to hear his voice over the squealing alarms, but he decided to try talking at a normal tone, anyway.
"Looks like ya got some trouble. Did I not give ya the other code?" There was a long pause while he smiled, that seemed to stretch on into infinity and beyond. It was finally broken when he looked gleefully 'innocent' and said, ".......whoooooooooops."
Slender fingers punched in the code, finally silencing all the racket.
Jessie didn’t hear him but she sensed somebody was there as she turned around. Seeing that attempt at an innocent look she rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. Waiting for the code to be entered.
“Forget to tell me something or was this a sort of welcome party?” she asked raising one eyebrow before allowing a smirk to appear across her face. The ferrets of course saw him and immediately ran to sniff him happily, the little traitors.
Gin smiled like an asshat for a few token seconds before he knelt down and scooped up a ferret in each hand. That way, Jessie could stare at a trio of pesky faces. Just as it should be.
"Happy housewarmin'," Gin cheerfully told her. "What better way ta welcome a new roomie, than havin' 'em almost pee their pants. I did get ya some candy. It's in the kitchen in a big ol' bag."
Because that makes it all better. And that bag was ginormous, due to the not-really-a-candy-store-stickup.
“You fit right on in there with Bonnie and Clyde” she told him smiling as she indicated the ferrets who looked perfectly content in Gin’s hands.
Her eyes lit up at his words though, “You got candy? Then all is forgiven” she told him clapping and bouncing a little, “I’m so easily bribed with candy”
"If that's their names, I like it. It fits," he told her without an ounce of disagreement or regret, letting the ferrets go so they could scamper around in their new home and get used to it more. He walked into the kitchen and came back with a big shopping sack full of candy. It wasn't the one that had his thousand dollars in it, but actual, factual candy. So it's almost just as good. Because candy. "Here ya go. There's a lil' of everything in there. The candy store was real accomidatin'."
And that was the understatement of the year.
Jessie nodded, “That’s their names” she confirmed, smiling as they ran off to explore everywhere. They were definitely already settling in well.
When Gin walked back into the room with the giant candy sack her jaw dropped, “Oh my god” she exclaimed, “That’s the biggest bag of candy I reckon I’ve ever seen!” she exclaimed, “It’s amazing!”
"I ain't got that big o' sweet tooth. All yours." He left it in her hands and handing it off was almost like he was handing over a canonball made of sugar. "A friend o' mine is tryin' ta give herself diabetes."
Well? That was until Yachiru's body went full-on shinigami, and then no amount of sugar was going to kill her kidney function.
“Really? How can you not love candy?” she said accepting the most amazing bag in the world. “I’m pretty good at regulating it, I overdid it once on Halloween as a kid and my friend James loved teasing me about it” she smiled at the memory.
"I kinda like fruit better," he admitted with a shrug. "Better too if ya grow it yourself. But every once in a while, candy's pretty good." He sounded sly as a snake when he asked, "James your boyfriend? You're gettin' smiley there jus' thinkin' about 'im."
“That’s far too healthy for me” Jessie teased, “Give me candy any day”
She blushed as he asked about James but shook her head, “Childhood friend” she told him, “We were best buddies, did everything together and then had this big argument just before his family moved away. I lost contact with him” she admitted sadly.
"Ah. That's no good," he said, with his smile fading slightly. "Well? Ta make up for it, guess I'll make sure the house's stocked up with candy all the time."
Jessie nodded before forcing herself to smile once more, “Come on, don’t let me ruin the mood. Today is an exciting day, you get a new housemate and I get a new friend who gives me candy” she winked.
"Ya ain't ruinin' no mood," Gin reassured her. "Today's still gonna be a good day. Do ya need any help gettin' that stuff of yours inside?"
"Good to know" she told him happy once more, "Well if you're gonna offer I ain't gonna say no. Shouldn't take too long, I ain't got much stuff really"
"Then I'll go get some of it outta the car," he offered, waving a hand in the air as he headed out the door. "We’ll get it done in no time.”
“Thanks Gin, you’re a star” she told him hefting the bags she had before heading towards the room that Gin had said would be hers. It was only when she set everything down that she realised she probably should have mentioned fitting the other animals in but they were in their cages so shouldn’t be too much of a surprise.
Nope, no surprise! Gin was checking out the live chinchilla, since he hadn't seen one up close and personal before. And the emphasis was on 'live' since he had stabbed some lady wearing one of those coats before at a exhibit opening, but 1.) she saw too damn much on accident & 2.) she shouldn't have been wearing fur anyway. It ain't kosher no more.
He walked in with the cage and set it down on top of a dresser.
"It's cute. I like that critter," he gleefully stated. "You really don' have that much in your car, do ya? You're travelin' light."
Had she known Jessie would most likely have been whole heartedly behind that stabbing, she did so hate fur and wearers of it.
“Calamity knows she’s adorable” Jessie grinned before nodding, “I’ve never been one for gathering clutter. I got my important memory stuff, animals and clothes not much else I really need” She’d sold off a lot when her parents passed away and when she’d been dumped she’d decided to start over as fresh as possible.
Gin was only happy to oblige. He's doing his small part to support PETA with one less fur wearer cluttering up the planet. Of course, later on, he'll probably be having some beef yakisoba...but he's a duplicitous kinda guy, that Gin is.
"...an' I like the name on that one, too," he said, giving her a wide grin and a big thumbs up. He even agreed about the clutter issue. "Probably better not ta bring too much with ya anyway. It piles on up, real fast, an' turns into more crap to lug around. I couldn't bring all o' my stuff over either. Too muchuva pain in the butt ta have it shipped."
Truth was, he didn't have that much to ship in, in the first or last place. If you had to leave quick, according to his thinking, you just can't haul it all with you.
Jessie had tried being a vegetarian but it hadn’t lasted long. So Gin would be fine when she cooked for them, though she didn’t know many exotic recipes or anything like that.
“Gecko is called Sundance” Jessie revealed with a grin before nodding, “Exactly, I figured it made more sense to travel more like a nomad. As little as possible. Plus it was kinda like a fresh start over”
"You need a Butch ta go with that Sundance," commented Gin, before he looked smiley but thoughtful. "Yep. I understand that. A lotta people don't and let everything get all piled up. I don' like the clutter, I guess, and moving can be a real pain in the rear if ya gotta lot of stuff."
Of course, he wasn't saying how often he moved, either. No such information was volunteered. It was a fact that this house was the place he had stayed in for the longest amount of time, save only for when he was a young child. He wasn't sure if he'd keep it or not, but for the time being, he thought of it as the perfect home. Paid off, on the spot, from the moment he saw it.
Real estate was a good investment, after all!
"You're off ta a good start," he added with a nod back at her.
“I’ll end up with one soon enough I’m sure” Jessie grinned, hopefully not for a while though as she didn’t want to fill Gin’s house up with animals. Not too quickly anyway.
“I’m not great with clutter, I like being able to find things I need quickly. Kinda got used to cleanliness and stuff when I was training you know?” she smiled with a shrug, “Comes with the territory I guess”
She bounced a little, “I’m off to a great start. I really am thankful that you let me move in you know. It’s mighty nice of ya”
Hard floors and no carpeting made it a very pet-friendly place? And if she got something blindingly white, it would blend in with everything else. Bonus points for ninja pets!
"I kinda sensed a kindred spirit in ya," Gin confessed, while standing perfectly still to a point that it almost seemed unnatural. "An' you own ferrets. No one can hate ferrets."
It's a fact.
It was definitely a pet friendly place, the ferrets had already made themselves at home. At least if their casual running round the place was anything to go by.
Jessie smiled at that and gave him a quick hug. “Thanks Gin, you are by far the most awesome person I know” she told him. Anybody who loved her ferrets were a-okay in her book and that Gin liked them just added to his natural awesomeness.
There was a pause since Gin wasn't used to people wanting to hug him too much. He wrapped both arms around her and gave her a friendly snake-like hug squeeze, before letting go.
"Doncha mention it," he told her. "Let's just getcha settled in an' watch the ferrets scamper before I haveta go to work."
Work, meaning he was going to be watching a rival crime syndicate's movements, before he did his part to ginsu knife them to bits and pieces. Cough cough. Or, as he likes to call it, accounting.
Well he’d have to let her know if he wanted her to stop, Jessie was a pretty tactile person especially with her friends. There was never anything behind it she just liked to hug or lean on people.
“Sounds good to me” Jessie said, “Maybe I can whip up something to eat before you go too” She knew he worked in accounts and figured it must be international for him to be working odd hours. She had no idea what he actually did and, unless he told her directly, probably wouldn’t ever work it out.
Nope, he had no complaints. And her not ever working out what he really did was why Jessie was going to be the perfect roommate for Gin. Bwahaha.
"Sure," answered Gin, "Let's see what ya can do."