Not professionally, [and by this point the gleam of adrenaline in his eyes has turned into something almost feverish, as he looks straight at Hizen’s eyes behind the mask.] but this city isn’t big enough to hide either of us from each other.
[Hizen pressing down onto his chest brings a growl into his voice, as his breathing goes a little rough-edged. Or the blood rain is getting to him. Regardless, Yizhi pushes back against the pressure somewhat- though it’s not a serious effort to push Hizen off. The token resistance is more of a, okay, I’ve tried to work with you and you are so mean to me, like come on.]
What are you talking about? Lost Souls network across factions all the time, we all go to the same parties. I guess you’re a grouchy Mr. Hitman, and you don’t want to talk to me- fine. I was going to offer some daifuku but I guess you don’t want them,
-Mr. Grouchy Hitman.
[Effectively, Grouchy-Hitman-san. He’s reached a line in the sand where it feels absurd to ask for a maiming again, but there is the sense that he’s not backpedaling on what he said earlier.]
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[Hizen pressing down onto his chest brings a growl into his voice, as his breathing goes a little rough-edged. Or the blood rain is getting to him. Regardless, Yizhi pushes back against the pressure somewhat- though it’s not a serious effort to push Hizen off. The token resistance is more of a, okay, I’ve tried to work with you and you are so mean to me, like come on.]
What are you talking about? Lost Souls network across factions all the time, we all go to the same parties. I guess you’re a grouchy Mr. Hitman, and you don’t want to talk to me- fine. I was going to offer some daifuku but I guess you don’t want them,
-Mr. Grouchy Hitman.
[Effectively, Grouchy-Hitman-san. He’s reached a line in the sand where it feels absurd to ask for a maiming again, but there is the sense that he’s not backpedaling on what he said earlier.]