[it's not like rin particularly desired a bodyguard, not when she was rather sure she could take care of herself. after all, she'd spent most of her life doing precisely that. yet when her guardian - in name only, given that he failed to guard her from anything - insisted that she be assigned one when she made her trip to an unfamiliar city, she found herself unable to argue. or rather, without a reason to argue, as she saw a different opportunity present itself.
even if she didn't want a bodyguard, she supposed that she could at least take the opportunity to have someone more familiar with the city show her around before she found a way to dismiss him.
(how would she dismiss him? she was still working that part out.)
when yang arrives at the tohsaka home, he'll find that it's a beautiful, spacious townhouse at the outskirts of the city. when he enters, he'll find that it's also... seemingly empty. well-furnished with antique furniture and a grandfather clock in the foyer, but it's closer to something out of a magazine rather than a home that's actually occupied. given that it's not the main residence of the family, that's to be expected. even so, there's almost something achingly lonely about it, out of place.
in the front room, there's a girl with an envelope in hand - an ornate, gilded thing with a fancy wax seal. ah, old money rituals. her eyes flick up to the person entering and she sighs. openly.]
Are you the bodyguard I'm waiting on?
Two questions. One - how much are you being paid to do this job? Two - how much more do I have to pay you to leave me alone?
[ frankly, this is the absolute worst sort of job -- and one that he'd usually turn his nose up at without a second thought, seeing as there's little he dislikes more than working without pleasure. But the fact of the matter is that Lao-Shu is a little short on funds at the moment, and the idea of having to listen to his bosses back on the mainland grouse at him over the phone is even worse than babysitting some rich teenage brat. Old money's a gamble. Sometimes, they built that fortune through ties to men like him - other times, they think they're above them until they've got no one else to turn to.
Yang didn't really care enough to find out which one the girl's family was beforehand; the sum was enough to make up his mind. Judging by this reaction, he's wondering if it's actually the more fun kind. (The second one, of course.) ]
That information is private. [ his voice is a low drawl; the impassive, aloof expression he'd entered with shifts into one of dry amusement. ] As for your question... What are you offering, girl?
[there's a twitch of irritation immediately. girl. annoying. but given that she hasn't offered her name yet, she can't exactly take issue with it.... technically.
he's her bodyguard, shouldn't he know her name?!]
Money, obviously. Or treasures you can sell later, if you'd prefer to be in charge of your bartering and selling. Though it'd take a little while to prepare - I can accept your services for a few days, but I don't think they'll be necessary any longer than that. You can end your contract and move on to the next job.
[or she'll pay him to stop following her - both options are fine, as far as she's concerned.]
But while you are in my employ - my name is Rin Tohsaka. Call me what you will, so long as it isn't 'girl'.
[ he absolutely already knew her name - he just doesn't really care and he's rude. Sorry, Rin. She answers so earnestly that he almost laughs. It's immediately obvious to him why she needs a bodyguard - he can extrapolate a lot about her personality just from this short conversation already. ]
I don't need more money. You'll have to do better than that.
[ he's getting what he needs from her old man already, and he's never been motivated by greed, despite everything. ]
Yang.
[ his eyes fall to the envelope, and he tilts his head at her. is that payment or what. ]
[she'll decide later whether or not it's worth paying, probably. but she should at least know what would entice him into leaving her alone? the other option is to get rid of him herself but - for all rin's desires to be pragmatic, she's never been bloodthirsty.
though she'll at least turn the envelope over in her hands before offering it out to him - the seal's already been broken. inside he'll find an invitation to a dinner party to be hosted the next evening, every inch of the paper filled with needless frills and detail meant to just show off money used poorly. it's addressed to miss rin tohsaka - and notes that she's allowed to bring a +1.
[ what a pushy girl! he's intrigued!! but also he's aware he shouldn't push his luck. Not yet. The church is an important patron for Lao-Shu. Even Yang knows better than to play too many games with a priest's girl. Besides, it'd be more fun to see her try and come up with an answer on her own.
He takes the envelope and open it without much fanfare. The implication is clear. ]
her eyebrow twitches as she crosses her arms, and she supposes she'll table that. for now. fine! she'll find something to get him away from her, even if it's... well. her running off. then it won't be her problem!
even still, his lack of interest is mirrored.]
You could always fail to attend.
[she's not taking him if he doesn't want to go? he will just have to follow her to do his job?]
But there's information that I'm looking for that'll probably be at the event - so if you're coming with me, you could always make it go by faster by helping me get my hands on it. It's not like I want to linger longer than I have to.
[ please....... well actually maybe chasing her around would be more fun than sitting around trying not to pass out while standing up at a party so he'd probably encourage her to do so if she said that aloud. As it stands, he just sighs, looking at her coolly. ]
I'm here as a bodyguard. If you want me to do more... Hm. [ he tucks his hands into his pockets, a small smirk curling his lips. ] Well... I'll put it on your tab.
[ he doesn't usually gather information himself, because he's bad at it, but she doesn't need to know that. ]
[the second that he stops being useful to her, she's ditching him.
but she'll just shrug at that.]
Need to know basis. There's a person that I'm looking for - if I can find him, then I'll be able to extract the information I need myself.
[and she'll pause at that before standing, going to collect a bag that's tucked away by her seat. rifling through it briefly, she'll pull out a picture of a rather nondescript-looking man. the odds of me making this up as i go are very high. dark hair, tired eyes, glasses, and she'll offer the picture over to yang.]
If you're not going to help, just don't get in my way.
[except given that she's been given a bodyguard, there is a chance that she is probably looking into something just a bit dangerous.]
[ hmm. He does not recognize this man. If he did recognize him, would he even tell her? Without knowing what she's digging for, it's hard for him to weigh the pros and cons. After impassively scanning the image, he holds it back out to her.
Still. Unusual. First, a priest going to hire a man of his ilk for protection duty; now, the girl herself apparently getting involved in information gathering. It might be worth checking out. Especially when she has such a funny personality. ]
My, my... What a tough young lady. [ he laces his fingers together in front of him, idle and polite and completely fake. ] You're planning on getting involved with such a shady character... It would be remiss of me not to do as I'm told. Who knows what might happen to you?
It's barely even your business what happens to me.
['barely' because she admits that there is a literal portion where he's getting paid to look after her - but she considers that to be secondary when he could walk away at any moment to do something else, and she'd pay him just as much to leave her alone. if there's no personal stake in the matter, she can't be expected to trust him either.
so she just sighs and reaches for her tea cup - there's another empty one on the tray, but he'll have to pour for himself if he'd like any.]
But I'll have you know I'm hardly defenseless regardless of your presence.
[ he has the paperwork to prove it, actually. Yang won't fight her on it too much, though - just remind her that he is involved, and, at the moment, she's shaping up to be the most interesting thing happening to him for a while. He doesn't take a seat, instead opting to just lean and half-sit on the arm of the sofa opposite her, and he doesn't take the tea, either. Could be poisoned. Probably not, but he wouldn't put it past Lee (or Kirei, for that matter.) ]
Oh...? Then am I only here because you couldn't find a date for your party? What a waste.
[she's immediately making a face at that, not quite able to school her expression into something more docile. for one, does she look like someone who would ever struggle to find a date to anything? she might be new in town but it's not like her face got rearranged.
she doesn't say that out loud.]
Ha? I'll keep reminding you that it's not like I ever requested your presence to begin with.
[rudeass!]
What do your jobs normally entail if not basic shadowing? I hope this type of work doesn't escape you.
[ it's fine, he thinks it's funny that she's so rude. Even if it's not showing up on his face at the moment. His eyes flick up from the teacup back to her face when she asks what his job normally entails. ]
... You have no idea who I am, do you?
[ there's distant amusement in his tone. Should he tell her that he's the guy in charge of the local triad deployed here... nah. This is funnier. Besides, there's a certain flavor in interactions with people that don't know him that he enjoys. ]
Work is work. If it's exciting, then that's enough. [ apparently, this is all the answer he feels like giving. After a moment, he continues with an idle observation: ] You don't trust the priest's judgement.
[again. rude. but she wonders if perhaps she kicks up enough of a fuss, then he won't linger longer than he has to. (oh, rin.)
but it's coupled with a little bit of a huff.]
You don't seem to be aware of who the priest is either - so I'll advise only that you cut your ties sooner rather than later with that man. If I have little reason to trust him, then you have close to none.
[ at that, he just hums. No need to go answering that one. In the end, it's not really his choice whether they stay involved with that man. If he gets too troublesome, Yang will deal with it. That's probably the position the men above him are taking. It usually is - and that arrangement is generally fine with him. ]
I'm flattered by your concern, young master. [ the irony is thick in his voice. ] ... If you think this job isn't below me, then feel free to put me to the test. Otherwise, bring me some food. I skipped dinner to come here tonight, after all.
[there's a moment where she seems defensive - she's not concerned, don't get her wrong! but then she's immediately flabbergasted at the idea that he went out of his way to skip a meal. she raises a brow at that, looking entirely doubtful.]
Haa? And how is that my responsibility?
[ - is what she says, but it's not like she's had dinner either. ugh.]
I'm not going to bring you anything - but if you're hungry, there's nothing here. It's not like anyone lived in this house before my visit. We'd have to go into town to eat.
I'm your guest. I'm going to be staying here for a while. [ did she know that already? well, she does now. Yang continues, lazily: ] Hire a cook. Send someone to bring us something. A girl like you has a phone and a credit card, right?
[ he sets his weight more fully on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg. ]
[on the one hand, she doesn't look surprised that apparently he'd be staying with her - it sort of comes with the territory for bodyguard, right? though now the problem that comes up now is the fact that they absolutely need to set some boundaries. there's the obvious look of irritation when he suggests just Uber Eats-ing some food in when there's a whole city out there, but.
she huffs and moves to rise from the couch, crossing over to where her bag is settled. digging through it, she procures her wallet, looks over its contents, and -
tosses it back in the bag, letting the strap fall onto her shoulder as she flashes him a perfect smile she doesn't even remotely mean.
he doesn't want to go out again, huh?]
Watch the house then, if you don't want to come with.
[ in a modern setting he absolutely lives and dies by uber eats. please don't do this to him, rin.
unfortunately for her, she won't be able to escape quite so easily. Despite the decorum he should probably maintain as a bodyguard, he doesn't hesitate at all to grab her as she passes by, tattooed hand firmly grasping her arm. ]
It's dangerous for a pretty young girl to go out alone at this hour. [ a beat. ] ... The more you try to wriggle away, the more I'm going to have to dig my claws in, Tohsaka. If you want to start early... be my guest.
[ah - she ends up caught and pauses for a moment, though she doesn't look particularly convinced either.]
Who's doing any type of wriggling? I intended on seeing the city, you know, and you shouldn't assume that your presence will make any type of change to my plans.
[which never involved staying inside for food to begin with - but she'll move to take another step then. she twists her arm in his grasp so she can wrap her fingers around his wrist and pull him in turn.]
Stay here or come along - it doesn't matter to me.
[ boy, he'd really like to just not come along. In a perfect world, he'd be back at his base, eating something warm and familiar - and, best of all, prepared entirely by somebody else without him having to go anywhere. He has half a mind to say no just to be difficult, but then he'd be left here, hungry and probably having to sleep on this couch, which doesn't look particularly enticing as a napping spot, truth be told. He's about a half-second away from sighing and resigning himself to his fate.
Then she's grabbing him by the wrist and pulling him, herself, and judging by the brief, slight widening of his eyes, he's either annoyed by it or surprised by it. The bored sigh doesn't come. Instead, he smirks, looking amused; while he's shockingly sturdy, not moving much at all from the tug, Yang shifts on his own, getting to his feet again. ]
Your plans don't matter. [ he's trying to snake his hand out of her grip, but not, like, all the way. is he trying to hold her hand?? maybe. ] I'm here, so I'm working. It's simple.
I have business to attend to, and tomorrow will be all the more irritating if I'm trying to navigate a city for the first time on top of actually accomplishing my tasks. Learning the terrain means less wasted time, so unfortunately if we stay here, I'm not working.
[and that's not anything she can accept! there's the slightest wrinkle of her nose when he tries to hold onto her hand, but fine, whatever. she's going to keep trying to head for the door then, pulling him along if possible.]
And if you're broke, shouldn't you avoid biting the hand that'll feed you?
[ "pulling" is the operative word here. he keeps ahold of her hand if she doesn't wiggle out of his grip, taking his time as he follows her at his own pace.
This really isn't a job for someone like him... but Yang is nothing if not capricious. The idea of escorting her around the city sounds amusing, so he'll play along. For a while, anyway, until he gets bored. It's that simple. He half-listens to what she says. ]
Think of it as the pleasant kind of bite.
[ should he tell her that he lives here and can easily navigate... no. he'll let her get lost first, and then he'll maybe think about helping... that sounds more fun. ]
[annoying...... something in her expression is so obviously withering and annoying when she looks back at him but - fine. at least they're headed out.]
Don't be in such a hurry to get your teeth knocked out...
[should she be arguing and threatening her bodyguard? no. but listen, sometimes some things escape her. can't be perfect miss tohsaka all the time.
at least they make it out to the town itself though, and she'll begin to head down one street, pulling out her phone because... she thinks... there's a gps on there... in theory......
well if she heads in the direction of the bright lights of town, she's sure it'll work out!]
[ he looks around idly at their surroundings as they go. Yang absolutely knows exactly where they are, but he says nothing, even as she pulls out her phone, because he's a little shit and wants to see her struggle a little. ]
Is that a threat?
[ he's still speaking in that lazy tone, but he seems excited by the suggestion?? please try and knock his teeth out, Rin. She did say she wasn't defenseless... He'd better find out what she meant by that. All part of being a thorough and chivalrous bodyguard, of course!! Making sure he knows his client's limits!! He's such a good employee. ]
[given the fact that every single mage in fate/ is absolutely terrible with any type of technology, he's going to see her struggle.... more than a little. she seems to not even be entirely aware of what app she's supposed to press in order to find the maps.
it shows in the little furrow of her brow but - she keeps looking up to make sure they're headed toward the lights of the city. it's fine. it's cool. she's got this. (she does not got this.)]
Are you really trying to push your luck with me this early?
[even though it seems like she's somehow fairly confident about her ability to handle herself - she won't protest a bodyguard, but it seems like she's got reason to be satisfied with her own skill level too]
[ he's laughing internally... and also externally, a little, judging by the shit-eating grin on his face as he glances over at her phone. But he continues. ]
I am curious about how well the young master can take care of herself. Taking care of you properly is my important duty, after all. [ his eyes narrow, catlike. ] You're so eager to clash with me. Is having a bodyguard so terrible? Or do you just resent him that much...?
[ he means kirei. he's sensing some animosity. . . ]
What you consider your important duty is something that I consider unnecessary. I've been able to take care of myself this long, after all.
[though as the words leave her lips - it's not as though she sounds like she's particularly mad about it? just self-assured. like she's very aware of how much she can rely on herself, and when she might need someone else. maybe tomorrow she'll rely on yang some more - but tonight it's just another mouth to feed.
. . . she pauses at a street corner as she looks back and forth, trying to determine which way to go. left? yeah, okay, she goes left. even though she's bad with technology, she's still fairly smart at least - and it won't be long until they find themselves downtown.]
But I'm not interested in showing all my cards either - you don't exactly seem like someone I should entrust myself body and soul too, titles aside.
Body and soul? This is just business. There's no need to be so intimate.
[ so passionate already, Rin. But he can't disagree with her statement. It's just common sense not to trust him - if she'd said otherwise, he'd only be disappointed. Yang is still curious about her capabilities, and her confidence only makes him moreso; however, she has, unfortunately, dragged both of them out of the house, and it would be troublesome to start a fight in earnest out in public. Instead, he'll focus on food. And her navigational prowess, or lack thereof. ]
Hoh... You managed to find your way downtown. I thought that was going to take another half an hour. [ lightly: ] If you'd like, I can give you a hint on where to go next.
[she makes a face when the word 'intimate' even leaves his mouth. sometimes you're from fate/ when you form literal pacts with servants that you summon and they're bound to obey you if you order them to - which she has absolutely tried to do before.
she's rather sure this partnership is going to be nothing like that, given the slight twitch in her brow when he points out that she absolutely nearly got their asses lost on the way here.]
What hint - is it going to be your favorite type of food?
[in which case that is NOT what they're going to be eating tonight]
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one: fancy party trope imminent.
even if she didn't want a bodyguard, she supposed that she could at least take the opportunity to have someone more familiar with the city show her around before she found a way to dismiss him.
(how would she dismiss him? she was still working that part out.)
when yang arrives at the tohsaka home, he'll find that it's a beautiful, spacious townhouse at the outskirts of the city. when he enters, he'll find that it's also... seemingly empty. well-furnished with antique furniture and a grandfather clock in the foyer, but it's closer to something out of a magazine rather than a home that's actually occupied. given that it's not the main residence of the family, that's to be expected. even so, there's almost something achingly lonely about it, out of place.
in the front room, there's a girl with an envelope in hand - an ornate, gilded thing with a fancy wax seal. ah, old money rituals. her eyes flick up to the person entering and she sighs. openly.]
Are you the bodyguard I'm waiting on?
Two questions. One - how much are you being paid to do this job? Two - how much more do I have to pay you to leave me alone?
[well alright, ojou-sama.]
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Yang didn't really care enough to find out which one the girl's family was beforehand; the sum was enough to make up his mind. Judging by this reaction, he's wondering if it's actually the more fun kind. (The second one, of course.) ]
That information is private. [ his voice is a low drawl; the impassive, aloof expression he'd entered with shifts into one of dry amusement. ] As for your question... What are you offering, girl?
[ an expectant gaze. ]
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he's her bodyguard, shouldn't he know her name?!]
Money, obviously. Or treasures you can sell later, if you'd prefer to be in charge of your bartering and selling. Though it'd take a little while to prepare - I can accept your services for a few days, but I don't think they'll be necessary any longer than that. You can end your contract and move on to the next job.
[or she'll pay him to stop following her - both options are fine, as far as she's concerned.]
But while you are in my employ - my name is Rin Tohsaka. Call me what you will, so long as it isn't 'girl'.
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I don't need more money. You'll have to do better than that.
[ he's getting what he needs from her old man already, and he's never been motivated by greed, despite everything. ]
Yang.
[ his eyes fall to the envelope, and he tilts his head at her. is that payment or what. ]
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.... name your price.
[she'll decide later whether or not it's worth paying, probably. but she should at least know what would entice him into leaving her alone? the other option is to get rid of him herself but - for all rin's desires to be pragmatic, she's never been bloodthirsty.
though she'll at least turn the envelope over in her hands before offering it out to him - the seal's already been broken. inside he'll find an invitation to a dinner party to be hosted the next evening, every inch of the paper filled with needless frills and detail meant to just show off money used poorly. it's addressed to miss rin tohsaka - and notes that she's allowed to bring a +1.
guess that's yang now.]
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[ what a pushy girl! he's intrigued!! but also he's aware he shouldn't push his luck. Not yet. The church is an important patron for Lao-Shu. Even Yang knows better than to play too many games with a priest's girl. Besides, it'd be more fun to see her try and come up with an answer on her own.
He takes the envelope and open it without much fanfare. The implication is clear. ]
You're taking me to this...
[ wow... he's already falling asleep ]
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her eyebrow twitches as she crosses her arms, and she supposes she'll table that. for now. fine! she'll find something to get him away from her, even if it's... well. her running off. then it won't be her problem!
even still, his lack of interest is mirrored.]
You could always fail to attend.
[she's not taking him if he doesn't want to go? he will just have to follow her to do his job?]
But there's information that I'm looking for that'll probably be at the event - so if you're coming with me, you could always make it go by faster by helping me get my hands on it. It's not like I want to linger longer than I have to.
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I'm here as a bodyguard. If you want me to do more... Hm. [ he tucks his hands into his pockets, a small smirk curling his lips. ] Well... I'll put it on your tab.
[ he doesn't usually gather information himself, because he's bad at it, but she doesn't need to know that. ]
What's the information?
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but she'll just shrug at that.]
Need to know basis. There's a person that I'm looking for - if I can find him, then I'll be able to extract the information I need myself.
[and she'll pause at that before standing, going to collect a bag that's tucked away by her seat. rifling through it briefly, she'll pull out a picture of a rather nondescript-looking man. the odds of me making this up as i go are very high. dark hair, tired eyes, glasses, and she'll offer the picture over to yang.]
If you're not going to help, just don't get in my way.
[except given that she's been given a bodyguard, there is a chance that she is probably looking into something just a bit dangerous.]
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Still. Unusual. First, a priest going to hire a man of his ilk for protection duty; now, the girl herself apparently getting involved in information gathering. It might be worth checking out. Especially when she has such a funny personality. ]
My, my... What a tough young lady. [ he laces his fingers together in front of him, idle and polite and completely fake. ] You're planning on getting involved with such a shady character... It would be remiss of me not to do as I'm told. Who knows what might happen to you?
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['barely' because she admits that there is a literal portion where he's getting paid to look after her - but she considers that to be secondary when he could walk away at any moment to do something else, and she'd pay him just as much to leave her alone. if there's no personal stake in the matter, she can't be expected to trust him either.
so she just sighs and reaches for her tea cup - there's another empty one on the tray, but he'll have to pour for himself if he'd like any.]
But I'll have you know I'm hardly defenseless regardless of your presence.
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[ he has the paperwork to prove it, actually. Yang won't fight her on it too much, though - just remind her that he is involved, and, at the moment, she's shaping up to be the most interesting thing happening to him for a while. He doesn't take a seat, instead opting to just lean and half-sit on the arm of the sofa opposite her, and he doesn't take the tea, either. Could be poisoned. Probably not, but he wouldn't put it past Lee (or Kirei, for that matter.) ]
Oh...? Then am I only here because you couldn't find a date for your party? What a waste.
[ he should have just sent one of his girls :\ ]
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she doesn't say that out loud.]
Ha? I'll keep reminding you that it's not like I ever requested your presence to begin with.
[rudeass!]
What do your jobs normally entail if not basic shadowing? I hope this type of work doesn't escape you.
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... You have no idea who I am, do you?
[ there's distant amusement in his tone. Should he tell her that he's the guy in charge of the local triad deployed here... nah. This is funnier. Besides, there's a certain flavor in interactions with people that don't know him that he enjoys. ]
Work is work. If it's exciting, then that's enough. [ apparently, this is all the answer he feels like giving. After a moment, he continues with an idle observation: ] You don't trust the priest's judgement.
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[again. rude. but she wonders if perhaps she kicks up enough of a fuss, then he won't linger longer than he has to. (oh, rin.)
but it's coupled with a little bit of a huff.]
You don't seem to be aware of who the priest is either - so I'll advise only that you cut your ties sooner rather than later with that man. If I have little reason to trust him, then you have close to none.
[not that she's concerned or anything.]
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I'm flattered by your concern, young master. [ the irony is thick in his voice. ] ... If you think this job isn't below me, then feel free to put me to the test. Otherwise, bring me some food. I skipped dinner to come here tonight, after all.
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Haa? And how is that my responsibility?
[ - is what she says, but it's not like she's had dinner either. ugh.]
I'm not going to bring you anything - but if you're hungry, there's nothing here. It's not like anyone lived in this house before my visit. We'd have to go into town to eat.
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[ he sets his weight more fully on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg. ]
Going out again would be a pain...
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she huffs and moves to rise from the couch, crossing over to where her bag is settled. digging through it, she procures her wallet, looks over its contents, and -
tosses it back in the bag, letting the strap fall onto her shoulder as she flashes him a perfect smile she doesn't even remotely mean.
he doesn't want to go out again, huh?]
Watch the house then, if you don't want to come with.
[then she's definitely leaving.]
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unfortunately for her, she won't be able to escape quite so easily. Despite the decorum he should probably maintain as a bodyguard, he doesn't hesitate at all to grab her as she passes by, tattooed hand firmly grasping her arm. ]
It's dangerous for a pretty young girl to go out alone at this hour. [ a beat. ] ... The more you try to wriggle away, the more I'm going to have to dig my claws in, Tohsaka. If you want to start early... be my guest.
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Who's doing any type of wriggling? I intended on seeing the city, you know, and you shouldn't assume that your presence will make any type of change to my plans.
[which never involved staying inside for food to begin with - but she'll move to take another step then. she twists her arm in his grasp so she can wrap her fingers around his wrist and pull him in turn.]
Stay here or come along - it doesn't matter to me.
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Then she's grabbing him by the wrist and pulling him, herself, and judging by the brief, slight widening of his eyes, he's either annoyed by it or surprised by it. The bored sigh doesn't come. Instead, he smirks, looking amused; while he's shockingly sturdy, not moving much at all from the tug, Yang shifts on his own, getting to his feet again. ]
Your plans don't matter. [ he's trying to snake his hand out of her grip, but not, like, all the way. is he trying to hold her hand?? maybe. ] I'm here, so I'm working. It's simple.
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[and that's not anything she can accept! there's the slightest wrinkle of her nose when he tries to hold onto her hand, but fine, whatever. she's going to keep trying to head for the door then, pulling him along if possible.]
And if you're broke, shouldn't you avoid biting the hand that'll feed you?
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This really isn't a job for someone like him... but Yang is nothing if not capricious. The idea of escorting her around the city sounds amusing, so he'll play along. For a while, anyway, until he gets bored. It's that simple. He half-listens to what she says. ]
Think of it as the pleasant kind of bite.
[ should he tell her that he lives here and can easily navigate... no. he'll let her get lost first, and then he'll maybe think about helping... that sounds more fun. ]
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Don't be in such a hurry to get your teeth knocked out...
[should she be arguing and threatening her bodyguard? no. but listen, sometimes some things escape her. can't be perfect miss tohsaka all the time.
at least they make it out to the town itself though, and she'll begin to head down one street, pulling out her phone because... she thinks... there's a gps on there... in theory......
well if she heads in the direction of the bright lights of town, she's sure it'll work out!]
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Is that a threat?
[ he's still speaking in that lazy tone, but he seems excited by the suggestion?? please try and knock his teeth out, Rin. She did say she wasn't defenseless... He'd better find out what she meant by that. All part of being a thorough and chivalrous bodyguard, of course!! Making sure he knows his client's limits!! He's such a good employee. ]
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it shows in the little furrow of her brow but - she keeps looking up to make sure they're headed toward the lights of the city. it's fine. it's cool. she's got this. (she does not got this.)]
Are you really trying to push your luck with me this early?
[even though it seems like she's somehow fairly confident about her ability to handle herself - she won't protest a bodyguard, but it seems like she's got reason to be satisfied with her own skill level too]
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I am curious about how well the young master can take care of herself. Taking care of you properly is my important duty, after all. [ his eyes narrow, catlike. ] You're so eager to clash with me. Is having a bodyguard so terrible? Or do you just resent him that much...?
[ he means kirei. he's sensing some animosity. . . ]
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[though as the words leave her lips - it's not as though she sounds like she's particularly mad about it? just self-assured. like she's very aware of how much she can rely on herself, and when she might need someone else. maybe tomorrow she'll rely on yang some more - but tonight it's just another mouth to feed.
. . . she pauses at a street corner as she looks back and forth, trying to determine which way to go. left? yeah, okay, she goes left. even though she's bad with technology, she's still fairly smart at least - and it won't be long until they find themselves downtown.]
But I'm not interested in showing all my cards either - you don't exactly seem like someone I should entrust myself body and soul too, titles aside.
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Body and soul? This is just business. There's no need to be so intimate.
[ so passionate already, Rin. But he can't disagree with her statement. It's just common sense not to trust him - if she'd said otherwise, he'd only be disappointed. Yang is still curious about her capabilities, and her confidence only makes him moreso; however, she has, unfortunately, dragged both of them out of the house, and it would be troublesome to start a fight in earnest out in public. Instead, he'll focus on food. And her navigational prowess, or lack thereof. ]
Hoh... You managed to find your way downtown. I thought that was going to take another half an hour. [ lightly: ] If you'd like, I can give you a hint on where to go next.
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she's rather sure this partnership is going to be nothing like that, given the slight twitch in her brow when he points out that she absolutely nearly got their asses lost on the way here.]
What hint - is it going to be your favorite type of food?
[in which case that is NOT what they're going to be eating tonight]
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Just some directions from someone who lives here. I'm trying to help. Or would you rather continue wandering around aimlessly?
[ trying to help while also not giving her actual directions and making her go out to feed him. it's yang-brand help. ]