jigokulogs | Catch-All

[ He did as was told, only stepping so far "out of line" to get a drink from a vending machine only to have something thrown at him. He dodged, but sadly the machine was not so agile. Clearly the turf war is just as alive above ground as it was down below.

He was half way through is canned coffee when she returned, quickly finishing it and discarding it, properly in the correct recepticle. Military discipline comes out at odd times. ]

Some kejourou who wanted a picture of some host. Let's see...

[ He takes out the notes and, once more, checks for the list of trades they have to do. Then he checks again. And again. And again. Each time with more fervor than before. ]

Oh my God. I don't believe it. We can actually see the end.

[ He takes his notes out and shows it to her alongside her own. ]

The usagi wants a new obi, but there's a host who fancies her and wants something suitable to gift her. It's THIS host that we need a picture of. If we give him the gift, instead of getting whatever it is we can just ask him for a picture free of charge. Then we can go to the kejourou, find out which machine it is, and put and end to this stupid. Fucking. Thing.

Alright!

[She actually did one of those little jump moves dumb video characters did when they won a battle. Honestly, this felt like a triumph getting this far.]

Ok, so... he's not one of our hosts, so I can let you handle him. The Usagi still gets the obi either way, and it works out in the end for us. Two more steps and we can get whatever it is that bastard wants.

[At which point she could freak out about the magazine having a peach on the cover because that was a whole thing in itself.]

[ His relief is more reserved as he just inhales slowly and puts the notes away. ]

Right. Let's put an end to this.

[ He walks into the Tamamo district now, no fear of reprecusion or assault as nothing can really stop him now. He looks up and down the row of host bars whilst struggling to remember the name of the specific place to go to. ]

We're looking for a place called Phoenix Palace. It's got a crown logo.

[ He made a face over how tacky the name is. ]

Oh that place. I know 'of' it. Haven't been, but it's down the street. Come on, I know the way.

[It was her district after all, so she took point in starting down the direction. He might have had the contact, but she could shortcut the travel as much as possible while they soldiered on.]

It feels like we're on a weird scavenger hunt.

That's an understatement.

[ He scoffs. This was easily why he doesn't do favors. The club comes into view and Bishop wastes no time in storming past the lobby and into one of the rooms, searching until eventually finding the host they're looking for. Great Shuten PR, right here. ]

Oi. Here. Your request. That Usagi girl you're aiming for, she wants this. Gift this to her and you're bound to get into her good graces.

...

Ah.

[ And he said all that without noticing the lady next to him, most likely the client. ]

...Good evening, miss.

[ Tenshi do something. ]

[There was a hand on his shoulder and a rough, sudden and almost violent yank. Tenshi pulled him out while giving the most polite and cheerful smile to the two of them, her eyes closed as she did so.]

Excuse me Miss. I'm going to have word with this young gentleman out back.

[She left the hint of where to meet them to the entertainer before quietly slamming the door shut and hustling him towards the entrance with a hiss.]

'Quick. he knows you have it for him Wait out back before their actual bouncers find you. I'll smooth it out with them.'

[which was to say that she'd be bribing the first bouncer who was coming charging up as soon as she'd muscled Bishop out the door, waving her hands apologetically. Nothing like a little grease, eh?]

[ He simply nodded and let himself be mandhandled by someone half his size. He must be more tired than he thought to make a blunder this big.

Doing as she says, Bishop quickly steps out and waits outside by the back entrance for Tenshi and the host in question.

Once they've arrived, he hands over the obi and - after some coordinating (mostly the host trying make himself look good) - Bishop snaps the "candid" picture and they say their goodbyes. ]

Ooooookay....almost done. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel...

[The way that she moved? She was actually pretty strong for her size. Thankfully he wasn't arguing with her, which was good. She was almost broke, and she didn't need to do anymore bribes after this. At least they paid her tomorrow. Oi.

The snap of the picture and an apologetic bow with a fake smile later, and she was walking with him, sighing.]

Just that one stop right, then we go get the magazine, if I remember. Who was it that knew what we needed? I've only got enough for one of those magazines. Nothing else.

I got some cash left. Next we go to....a kejourou. Giving the picture to her will tell us which machine we have to use.

[ Once more, digging through the notes he identifies where they're supposed to go. ]

Her place is...nearby in the Tamamo district. Of course, she is.

[ Whatever. He slams his notebook shut and tucks it away. ]

Hopefully no one will try to throw a rock at me again.

Eh, I've got an idea. You just go right ahead of me, and it'll look like I'm escorting you. That'll keep them from getting too pissed off.

[Cause the Chewbacca in shackles trick always worked, didn't he know? Either way, as they started out it was at least a little quiet. They weren't actually going to a Tamamo business, after all. That was probably important in the long run.]

Let's do it. It's not like I got a better idea.

[ He walks a pace infront of her, hands behind him as if she has him tied or bound somehow until he spots the place they're aiming for. Of course it's a brothel, but their client was smoking in the alley next to it. ]

Oi, lady. Got a minute? We got something for you.

[ He took out his phone once they were relatively out of sight and the moment she spotted the picture she gasped and grabbed his phone faster than he could react and then immediately started to fawn. ]

.....Lets give her a minute.

[ He says with crossed arms and mild irritation. ]

Take your time, lady. And go ahead and upload it.

[One of those words she'd only learned thanks to being here. She barely knew what it meant. She just knew people said things like that at times like this, though technically 'download' was more appropriate. Either way, they got what they wanted and soon, they were babbling off where to find the right machine.

Tenshi was positively beside herself. They finally knew where to go, and what button to press.]

Thanks! You have no idea how much of a relief this is!

[ He could already feel the tension from his shoulders dissipating as he gets his phone back and get the machine details. He even actually bowed a little as they left. ]

...Hang on. Tenshi. This machine, isn't this this just the one on the otherside where the shirime client is??

[She sighed and grumbled.]

Well, of course it is. they were already kind of cagey, so I bet they were too shy to admit whatever perversion they had openly in case that cackling hag was on the roof watching. So they had us do this for them. It's annoying, but at least it's close, right?

[ There is bloodlust and then there is Bishop's bloodlust, and there is a lot of the later coming out of him now. ]

Goddammit....He gave me the run around for a....

[ Bishop fell silent for a moment as he tries to keep his urge to kill intact before moving on, his pace having more purpose and rage. ]

Easy. Let's just get this and we don't have to deal with him. Drinks on me, ok?

[She led the charge at this point. They were so close, and when she saw the machine, she rushed over with the last cash she had and punched the buttons, only for the package to drop down. When she grabbed it, though, the sealed magazine definitely got a very ... different reaction.

She looked like she was shaking with rage as she stared at a peach on the cover.]

This... This... is... blasphemy!

[ He was rubbing his temples when he finally saw what was being asked of them, and while he's certain about what she's so upset about, he's upset over how stupid this all was. ]

Suck it up, Tenshi. Let's get this-

Oh! You got it!

[ As if like clockwork, the shirime appeared and started to walk, or waddle, over to them. ]

Can I have it please? I wanna see them peaches!

[ The anger Bishop was feeling started to dissipate as he realizes he did something for a talking eyeball ass monster. More than that, he's also pretty sure Tenshi will get angrier over the use of peaches in that sentence. ]

[The look that she gave the Shirime could have murdered stone. She thrust the object in his direction, her countenance like ice while he took it from her and she looked like she was about to end something right then and there.

But she bit her tongue and waited for them to be paid. Only when he started to toddle off, talking about looking at peaches and eating peaches did she speak, oh so calmly.]

Bishop. I don't care if you're lying to me. But please tell me peaches are a euphemism for something besides Celestials. I'd rather not murder a Shirime in the back.

These peaches are a euphamism for something else that aren't Celestials.

[ Said in the dryest tone ever. He had honestly wanted to punch the client in the face...err, ass eye but...Honestly, it was just gross. ]

Anyway, the job is complete. Here, your cut.

[ He opened the envelope and took out half of the pay and handed it over. ]

Go treat yourself to something nice, and try to forget this whole thing. As soon as you take this cash, we're back to being enemies after all.

[ There's no hostility in his voice, but there was no kindness either. Just a simple matter-of-fact statement about the situation and their "partnership". ]

[She breathed a sigh of relief and reached out for the cash, giving him a wink and a smirk, despite looking like she still wanted to twitch and growl at that thing. But it would wait for the time being.]

Yep. Enemies. Or, maybe frenemies? Frenemies is a word right? It better be. Whatever. Long as we don't have to fight, no point in doing it.

Thanks. Let's go our separate ways and forget that bastard.

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